"Is there anything wrong?" Seeing Lin Xin'er's movements, Ximen Jingxuan's heart tightened and hung up.

Although Yang Chen had already said that just eating the fragrant sprouts by mistake would only be uncomfortable, and it would not be a big deal, not to mention that Yan'er was fine, but when he saw Lin Xin'er's abnormal movements, he was inexplicably nervous.

"It's not a big deal." Lin Xin'er said, turned around and walked to the bed, sat down cross-legged, and began to meditate.

Just a slight poison, she can handle it.

Ximen Jingxuan dismissed Yang Chen, walked to Lin Xin'er's side, and looked at the dark yellow sweat stains oozing from her forehead, he knew that it was the poison that she forced out. Martial arts cultivation has reached a certain height, and even if there is no antidote, a part of the poison can be forced out. Although the poison of the fragrant sprout grass is very light, Lin Xin'er eliminated the poison in her body through sweat stains at such a fast speed, which still requires a fairly high level of skill.

Staring at a face that belonged to Lin Xin'er, Ximen Jingxuan didn't know Mochizuki's exact age, but he had been pestering twice, and he could be sure that she was not very old, and she should be younger than him.

It is rare for such a young woman to begin to control the Water Moon Palace, and it is rare for her to have extremely strong skills, unless she is a martial arts wizard who is rare in a hundred years, and she can reach advanced cultivation in just a few years, is she really?

Ximen Jingxuan thought of himself, his current martial arts are also considered to be the best in the world, thanks to the unique secret skills created by the Ximen family for hundreds of years, as long as there is some talent, according to the secret skills, it is easy to be able to achieve fame at a young age, on the contrary, like Ximen Jingyu, he is ambitious in his life, and he has not practiced excellent kung fu. And the physical and mental conditions of the crown prince Ximen Che are not good enough, as for Ximen Zhen and Ximen Yin......

Ximen Jingxuan didn't think about it anymore, took out the handkerchief, and wiped the sweat stains on Lin Xin'er's forehead, the pale yellow sweat stained the white handkerchief, Ximen Jingxuan's hands were slightly stiff, and his eyes stayed on the smudges on the handkerchief......

Lin Xin'er took a deep breath, she was fine, and her eyes glanced at the handkerchief in Ximen Jingxuan's hand faintly.

Just now he wiped his sweat very lightly, different from Yan'er's care for her, it was rusty and sweet, but ......

The handkerchief is embroidered with the crooked three words of Niuniu, which is particularly dazzling.

Lin Xin'er got up, waved her palm and swept towards the "Lin Ke'er", the palm wind was fierce, like a sharp sword, when Ximen Jingxuan lost his mind, he slashed at the handkerchief.

Ximen Jingxuan hurriedly dodged, but Lin Xin'er's palm had already crossed the edge of the handkerchief, and with a stabbing sound, the handkerchief was split into two, half of which was pinched in Ximen Jingxuan's hand, and the other half fell to the ground flutteringly.

"You," Ximen Jingxuan's eyes shot straight at Lin Xin'er like thorns.

It turned out that these indifferent and waveless eyes would also become sharp, and Lin Xin'er looked at these sharp eyes as if she was deliberately provocative.

The two only looked at each other for a moment, but it seemed that after a long confrontation, invisible thunder and lightning rumbled and flashed, but the storm did not come.

Ximen Jingxuan's gaze slowly retracted, leaned down, picked up the half of the handkerchief, and folded it together with the half in his hand.

"Did you let her go?" Lin Xin'er's expression also softened, and she was not as fierce as she was just now.

"It has nothing to do with you." Ximen Jingxuan said lightly, as if he had never been angry.

Only he knew that his mind was spinning like a whirlwind in the confrontation with Mochizuki.

I thought that he would not be able to control himself and would fight with Mochizuki, but he didn't expect that he would quickly calm himself down and ignore the sudden situation.

Did he let go of Lin Ke'er? She is just a person he wants to protect, and she has never taken root in his heart, so how can she let it go? He had always known that he did not have any entanglement with Lin Keer's future, all he had to do was to protect her when she had no place to go, but he didn't protect her.

Just now, he looked at the traces of poisonous sweat on the handkerchief, and the reason why his body stiffened slightly was that he unconsciously took out the handkerchief to wipe the sweat for Mochizuki, and suddenly found that his heart had been held by her at some point, so that he forgot about other things he originally cared about, and paid attention to her alone.

Domination is all due to the possessiveness of a person with a high status, but Ximen Jingxuan felt at this time that in addition to possessiveness, he had more other things for Mochizuki, even if he was a little poisoned, he would be nervous for her, and he unconsciously took out the handkerchief he had treasured for many years, and wiped the stains for her.

It's not who he puts down, it's who he has in his heart.

May I? Is that okay? Ximen Jingxuan asked himself, she was a woman with bad intentions, and she might be in great danger to the Xuan Palace, and even the Qingyuan Dynasty, and he still didn't know what she looked like.

Will his heart, which has been dusty and indifferent for many years, open for her?

Woman......

His mother didn't love him and gave birth to him, so that he couldn't get out of the shadow of abandonment for the rest of his life, this woman was obviously estranged from him, and deliberately approached him, and he still didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was ready to wait for another injury on his own?

However, even though he knew that he had something to fear, he still couldn't let go of the feeling that had just risen.

In fact, what he couldn't let go of more and more was her, the woman who called herself Mochizuki. The fact that he didn't make a move with her is strong evidence.

Lin Xin'er should also be able to feel the whereabouts of Lin Ke'er's position in his heart from Ximen Jingxuan's performance, or her own ascension, she was secretly happy for such a result, but she wanted to ask directly to understand, and wanted to hear the answer from him.

"Why doesn't it matter? Lin Ke'er lives in King Xuan's Mansion now, stay by your side, can you make me not care? Lin Xin'er said.

"What the hell do you care about her?" Ximen Jingxuan crumpled the two pieces of handkerchief into a ball and held them tightly in the palm of his hand.

Do you care about Lin Keer's position in his heart, or is it a conspiracy that Lin Keer has been involved in?

"I care that she, as a woman other than Princess Xuan, still occupies your heart." Lin Xin'er said, her eyes were sharp, as clear and calm as blue water, shining into her heart.

She loves him, and she understands that she is also a little woman, and she doesn't want the man she loves to love someone else.

Ximen Jingxuan's eyes condensed, staring at Lin Xin'er tightly, no matter whether her words were true or not, he was willing to listen.

"As long as Princess Xuan is you, there will never be a second woman in the eyes of this king." Ximen Jingxuan Road.

What he wants is not only for her to replace Lin Xin'er's identity, but for her to exist by his side in his own name.