"Nope. Let him go. ”

Chang Jue commanded, and looked at her casually after speaking.

She had buried her head in her head, and she couldn't see clearly, her inky eyelashes covering her lowered eyes. The hand that pinched the hem of the skirt also loosened and rested on the table, revealing the distinct joints.

What those Xian'e put on her today was a moon-white light and narrow-sleeved gauze skirt, probably to make her look prettier. Those immortals of Changyu are all smart people, and when they saw Changjue's attitude towards Forget Chen, they all knew a thing or two about the relationship between the two, so they naturally made Forget Chen look good.

It's good-looking, but this light gauze skirt can't cover the bruises on her arms, and her wrists are exposed, and those marks are clearly visible. The marks on the neck are also mottled against the light gauze skirt, which is also mottled and eye-catching.

The traces on her body are not limited to these two.

Somehow, Chang Jue turned around and called the doorman who had already walked out: "Call him in." ”

The doorman stopped and looked back at him in surprise. After waiting for a while, but not seeing him change his mind, the doorman had to say, "Yes." ”

As soon as he took two steps out, Chang Jue said in the back, "Wait a minute." ”

The doorman respectfully turned back again and listened respectfully.

"Bring him straight here. Chang Jue put his hands behind his back and looked up at the magnolia tree in the yard. The fragrance of the flower is sweet and has no impurities, but if there is no immortal law, how can it always bloom undefeated.

When Xuanzhi was invited into the Qinning Palace, he saw two people sitting in the tea house under the magnolia tree.

He thought he happened to meet Changyu to join in the fun, but when he got closer, he realized that it was her. She kept her head down, and under the shadows of the trees, her complexion was frighteningly white.

In an instant, I was in a trance, like the wind and snow that day and my eyes were blurred, everything was white, as white as snow.

The snowflakes were not red from her thin blood vessels, and they could only drill into Xuanzhi's lungs one by one, from the tip of the nose, from the mouth, and from the ears. One after another, the cold hexagonal snowflakes all entered the lungs.

Chang Jue motioned for him to sit down across from him and poured himself a glass of Magnolia Fairy Dew wine. He put the wine jug in front of Forget Chen: "Pour a glass for His Highness too." ”

Forget Chen's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and after a long time, he parted his hands that were clenched in front of his knees and slowly went to hold the pot of magnolia fairy wine.

"I'll do it myself. Xuanzhi couldn't stand it, and reached out to get the wine jug, but his eyes were stung by the deep and shallow purple and blue on his wrist. In a trance, his fingertips touched the back of her hand.

Xuan Zhi hesitated, but slowly withdrew his hand and sat back on the brocade cushion. Holding the wine jug, Forget Chen knelt down beside him silently, and filled the glass cup for him.

She was so close to him that Xuan Zhi could even smell the faint aroma of her, which was different from the woody fragrance of magnolia flowers, and it was also the most commonly used incense smell in Changji. The aroma mixed with the red marks on his neck, and Xuan Zhi unconsciously held his breath.

After pouring the wine, Wuchen didn't go back, holding the wine jug in his arms, sitting silently beside Xuanzhi and no longer moving.

Chang Jue glanced at her and asked Xuanzhi, "I don't know what happened to His Highness here?"

"Come and ask the Third Highness for a fairy. Xuan Zhi's voice was harmonious, and his eyes fell on Forget Chen.

Forget Chen's hand clenched suddenly, and Chang Jue was also a little surprised. Although he guessed seven or eight points of Xuanzhi's thoughts, he never expected that Xuanzhi had the courage to beg with him.

He and Xuan Zhi have not met a few times, and in the few conversations, they have brought forgetfulness to the dust twice.

The two brothers, Chang Jue and Chang Yu, do not have much affection for this so-called brother. It should be said that the people in the Heavenly Palace have little affection for Xuanzhi. People ignore the existence of Xuanzhi, and Xuanzhi is also used to being ignored like this.

To put it nicely, call him His Highness. To put it mildly, the Celestial Clan does not have a great prince at all.