After the queen left, Guan Guan re-entered the dormitory and saw Sima Ling leaning against the edge of the bed, his face pale.

In the past few days, his poison has not attacked, but the snake den has exhausted his physical strength, coupled with exhaustion, this young man's face is stained with wind and frost.

I don't think he'd ever seen himself so vulnerable. When his hand touched his forehead, he still had a fever, which seemed to be getting worse and heavier.

The queen also looked worried when she went out. She was specially allowed to take care of the prince with peace of mind if she didn't have to go early these days.

While feeding him medicine, she asked, "What did the queen tell you just now?"

"Sister......" he called her suddenly, unconsciously.

"What...... What sister ......" Guan Guan blushed.

It's a mess.

He is now afraid of cold because of fever, wearing a middle coat covered with a thick quilt, his hands are cold, but his forehead is still sweating.

In this way, it really reminded her of the bloody young man who suddenly broke in on the day of Sixuantai.

She obviously deduced it twice that day.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In this life, I'm afraid that before I have time to like him, he will already be dead.

"Gu?" she shouted tentatively.

He barely opened his eyes, the corners of his pale mouth hooked, and he smiled wickedly.

"Sister, are you trying to make me happy?"

...... It's normal.

Maybe it's because I'm pitiful, or maybe it's because I think I'm a hero for a short time.

Although soon it won't be anymore.

"Am I a vicious person in your heart?" he asked suddenly.

He turned back into Sima Ling.

She looked at him, as if she had to think about this question for a long time: "If you are not a vicious person, maybe the underground of Qianhuan Hall will become a snake den now." ”

After saying that, I regretted it again and remembered his identity.

"Don't be careful," he reassured, "it's my own choice." According to the demon clan, I will definitely go to hell when I die. Now that you know it, there's nothing to be afraid of. ”

"Born in the royal family of Dazhao, it's not a choice for you, in my opinion, anyone in this position, whether it's a human or a demon, will go to hell after death, isn't it?" Guan Guan looked at him and said firmly.

"Perhaps," he said, "I'll find out soon." ”

"What if...... I mean, if you hadn't been poisoned, you would have lived many, many years, would you still do that?"

Sima Ling closed his eyes: "My father, the emperor, is the most merciful emperor I have ever seen. All princes can read military books from an early age. I asked myself what my father would do if he could wake up now, and even if he did, would he do something that would send people to hell?"

"You...... If you can't go to hell, how can you be sure until the last day? Even I can't be sure whether the good deeds you usually do will not be enough to offset your mistakes.

And maybe what you think is bad is actually a great good deed in the eyes of future generations. Even if you die, you can ascend to Bliss?"

She's weird today. Usually, she would never say so many comforting words.

He didn't regain his strength, but he was able to pull her into the crook of his arm:

"I never understood, why didn't you leave?"

Why not go?

She was an abandoned baby without a father and mother, and she was used to being reckless, and she was enshrined as a saint of Sixuan because of her ability to divination.

A lifetime of self-sanctification, in order to serve the Doctrine, there is no why.

When I want to talk about my heart, I only have a white cat to accompany me.

And this young man named Ah Gu once turned her all upside down, his evil smile, his candied fruit, and ......

Everything in the Qianhuan Palace.

He is a demon and not a demon.

She had been unable to connect Ah Gu and Sima Ling, these two people were so separated in her heart.

Until......

Last night's bloody battle.

It's not so much that she got to know Sima Ling again, but that she got to know herself again......

Where does this intentional or unintentional fit between himself and him come from?

"I don't know, why didn't I leave," she seemed to say to herself, "I just had a feeling that after I left, even if I ...... After a long, long time, maybe I'll come back again. ”

The more hungry the beast is, the more ferocious it becomes.

Just like this frail teenager, when he took her into his arms, she felt that his strength was too great to be human.

Right...... He wasn't.

"Guan Guan, do you remember what I said to you that night?"

"Which one?"

"Think about it. ”

......

At this age, how do you know what to say? The tight heartstrings themselves have long been ignited at one point.

"You know I married you out of hypocrisy, why don't you leave?"

Her stubbornness was also aroused: "Do you know that Qianhuan Hall can't lock me up, but you don't allow me to watch a play here?"

"Watch the play," he asked through gritted teeth, "or do you think of yourself as the face of this play?"

He couldn't tell if he hated her or liked her.

If he falls in love with a woman at this juncture, his disgust for himself will make him want to die immediately.

Especially this person.

He knew a lot more about her from before they met, far more than she knew herself.

Their encounter was a transaction, it was supposed to be strangers, and she was supposed to hate herself.

If she had tried to escape from the Qianhuan Palace even once, he would not feel guilty, so he would tell her the details of himself again and again.

Their encounter in this life was originally related to a miracle he experienced. Perhaps, he really regarded her as the last god in his dying life.

That's why I hugged her so tightly.

The scent of her flowers came to his face, as if he had swallowed a little deeper, and he could remember where the fragrance of flowers came from.

"I'll ask you again, why don't you leave?"

There was a smile in her eyes: "Because I want to see what tricks you can play......"

"I don't want that answer. Answer me, why don't you go?" he finally controlled himself.

"Because...... I'm afraid I won't be able to let you go. ”

"Again. ”

"Because I'm afraid I won't be able to let you go......"

“...... Again......"

"I can't let you go. ”

......

The wind blew away the dark clouds and stopped the downpour.

You can't.

This, he told himself, was the premise.

Although she is nominally his crown princess, he knows very well in his heart who she is and who is behind her.

Although no one would believe it, he knew that she was different from other mortals.

"You...... How...... What's wrong?"

She was a little confused by the sudden interruption.

"Now is not the time," he said with a smile, his hand clenched into a fist, "I'm afraid that your fragrance of flowers will kill me......

"What flowers?" she unconsciously straightened her clothes.

"You...... Haven't you ever smoked incense?"

"I've never been used to that. She replied confusedly.

Also, how could a woman who eats wolf meat spend that effort.

So where does the fragrance of flowers come from?

He just wanted to calm down quickly, so he didn't ask. But for the first time in a year, he felt that he didn't want to die.