The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it began to mix with a little drizzle.

Hit in the face, with a hint of coolness.

Gu Yu was a little anxious: "It's going to rain soon, and it will rain heavily for a while, and I will suffer even more." ”

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

His Royal Highness received Canggongzi last night, but he did not place him in Zhaoyang Palace, but in Qingfeng Palace.

And His Royal Highness did not take care of the Taifu as he did, feeding the medicine and changing clothes by himself.

She could be sure that Taifu's position in His Highness's heart was by no means ordinary.

I only hope that His Highness can recognize his heart as soon as possible and don't do anything that he regrets.

Li Quanyang begged: "Sister Gu Yu, you also know that Taifu is not in good health, let him rest for a while, just for a while." ”

Gu Yu glanced at the sky, stopped talking, and stayed at the door quietly with Li Quan.

Half a cup of tea passed, and raindrops the size of beans fell.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the wind was blowing on his face, with the slightest pain from the knife.

Gu Yu looked at the room again and again, and finally said in a low voice: "Li Quan, you better go and call the Taifu to get up." ”

Li Quanquan was embarrassed: "Sister Gu Yu, let Taifu rest for a while." ”

The two of them stood under the corridor, letting the raindrops wet the hem of their clothes, but they did not come forward and knock on the door.

Outside, the wind was blowing, and the raindrops fell on the eaves, like naughty children beating the drums vigorously.

The people in the house, who were already asleep, woke up when the raindrops fell.

Just when Gu Yu couldn't help but knock on the door, the door was opened.

Xiao Yingche's long hair was scattered, and she put on a cloak at random.

Under the white cloak, his figure became more and more thin, and the wrist supporting the door was thin but extremely beautiful.

The facial features are beautiful and exquisite, white as jade, and there is a rare blush on the face.

The eyes as deep as black jade, stained with a confused mist, make people feel pity when they look at it.

"Taifu." Li Quan hurriedly supported him.

Gu Yu blessed his body: "Taifu, Your Highness invites you to enter the palace." ”

Xiao Yingche leaned against the door, closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the confusion in his eyes dissipated, and only coldness remained.

He was thinly dressed, and the cold wind poured in from his cloak, causing him to cover his lips and cough softly.

However, after a few light coughs, the blood on his face faded and returned to his usual paleness.

The weakness between the eyebrows did not damage his appearance at all, but with a broken beauty, it became more and more seductive.

His mountain-like brows furrowed slightly, his voice as smooth as mutton fat and white jade, and he was hoarse from coughing, "Is something wrong with Canglanxing?" ”

Gu Yu nodded: "Gongzi Cang entered the city last night, and after arriving in the palace, he coughed up blood and was in danger, and His Highness was helpless. ”

Xiao Yingche remembered the scene she saw last night, and a tingling pain suddenly rose in her heart, and her eyes went dark.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to press it to his heart, and leaned softly against the door with his eyes closed.

A few light coughs overflowed from his thin lips, and his eyes crossed with self-deprecation and bitterness.

The little girl's medical skills were taught by him personally, but in fact, they are not weaker than him.

When facing him, she dared to apply needle cloth medicine.

When she puts her love for Canglanxing on Mo Lianyan, she can also calmly prescribe medicine.

But in the face of the person he liked since childhood, he didn't dare to probe the pulse and drop the needle.

This is the difference between love and non-love.

He slowly walked under the corridor and held out his hand.

The joints are well-proportioned, and the fingers are white and slender.

Raindrops fell into his palm, like a crystal clear gem, falling into the snow, shattering at the touch of a touch.

Gu Yu looked at the raindrops in his palm and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Xiao Yingche slowly shook his hand and said lightly: "Let's go." ”

His voice is extremely good, like mutton fat white jade soaked in frost and snow, and the sound quality is that kind of transparent coldness.

But Gu Yu and Li Quan both heard the dead silence from this beautiful voice.