Huaxin raised his finger and gently stroked the soul bead, presumably, Nanxun Nuan should have the same mind as her.

It's just that Nanxun Nuan is luckier than her. If she died, I was afraid that there would really be nothing left, and it was an extravagant hope to even leave a wisp of ghost to guard his side.

"You keep this bead for me first, if I ...... I went, and I bothered you to send me back to the city and return it to King Yi. Seeing that the painting heart and light were silent, I was afraid that he would not want to travel thousands of miles, so he was sent by her, and said:

"Naturally, it is not without benefit to you Qingcheng, if you can't solve the climate and geological problems of Qingcheng from the root, and retreat to the second, you take this pearl and go to King Yi, and let King Yi bring a last wish to the emperor for me, saying that before I die, I only hope that the emperor can change the imperial decree, and the emperor will be tolerant. As long as it can communicate with the city, the siege of Qingcheng can be solved for most of it. ”

The painting heart pulled her lips and smiled, if Junyin's old fox really missed the appointment, save her in the future, and make her die in Qingcheng, then ...... Her last words, presumably the old fox would obey no matter what.

"Raising the soup to stop boiling is like drinking water to quench your thirst, and you are just deceiving yourself. Seeing that the hand of the painting heart has been raised, he has not approached a single step with the light and the dust, and even his face is slightly sad, "The poor monk does not want the emperor's order to change every day, and the poor monk only waits for the beautiful mountains and rivers of the city promised by the donor." ”

After a pause, he added, "With me, you won't die." ”

He Guang Tongchen left a sentence with great certainty, turned around and closed the door and walked out of the inner room. The painting heart was stunned for a moment, and the look on his face when he said this sentence was very much like Jun Yi, who was desperate to save her, as calm and confident in his heart, and as indestructible as he was not afraid of the destiny of heaven.

And also...... The same affectionate and pampered.

The painting heart woke up with a spirit, secretly wondering how she could have such a ridiculous idea, she must have seen it wrong...... The painting heart retracted his hand and put away the soul bead. I didn't notice that in the last sentence, He Guang Tongchen said "you" and "me", not "donor" and "poor monk".

"What a strange monk, you don't want it for you, and I'm reluctant to give it to others. ”

Huaxin touched the tip of her nose, turned over and lay down, and felt that the smell of blood on her body made her really uncomfortable, her eyes gurgled, and she saw a set of snow-colored monk's robes stacked on the low table at the head of the bed.

Although it is a little wider, it is clean and comfortable, and it is okay as a dressing gown.

After changing clothes, Huaxin climbed back to the couch, I don't know what was put under the bed and the light and dust, and the quilt was warm. Although the carriage was gorgeous and soft, it was bumpy all the way, and it was not well rested, and after lying down for a short time, he fell asleep.

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"Childe?"

The room was silent, and no one responded.

Lord Yi was bending his legs and supporting his cheeks to look at the painting and think about it, thinking about it, just now he sneezed several times in a row, was the woman talking to him behind his back?

However, there are more women who talk about him every day, and it may not be his little wife who has no heart and lungs and walks away.

"Childe?" Xuanyuan raised his voice.

"Huh?" Shuyi's gaze slowly moved away from the painting, and when he came back to his senses, he blurted out, "How is the princess now?"

"Childe, didn't you say that you would report to you once an hour? You have asked no less than twenty times in the past half hour. ”

"Hmm, there are so many?" Shuyi smiled innocently, "What time was the last time this king asked?"

"Half-burnt incense before. Xuanyuan Mo helplessly stroked his forehead.

Shuyi raised his eyes and looked at the orchid incense in the incense burner, this fragrance is delicate and exquisite, the fragrance is rich, if it is to burn for an hour, I am afraid that I will have to light twenty burns in succession, and I can't help muttering, "You say...... When she left, even time became much slower. ”

"......" Xuanyuan Mo continued to wipe his sweat, speechless.

"It turns out that the book says, life is like a year, and that's what it's like. Shuyi blew the tea smoke, his eyes full of amazement.

"Childe, you are so day and night, sleepless, thinking day and night, looking forward to the twilight, naturally feel that this day is long. Xuanyuan Mo lamented, Shuyi tossed alone, making the entire Netherworld Hall sleepless.

Shuyi sipped his tea, his thoughts were far away, and his words were sad, "Haven't you heard that the empty bed is cold, and the lonely pillow can't sleep?"

"For so many years, Childe didn't sleep alone. Xuanyuan Mo almost couldn't help rolling his eyes at Shuyi, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but smile, "When the princess was here, didn't you sleep on the floor alone, Gongzi." ”

After more than a month of marriage, he couldn't even climb the marriage bed, such an embarrassing thing was poked out by Xuanyuan, trapped by love, but the prince Yida, who was deeply lovesick, was not annoyed at all, and said in a low voice, "Xuanyuan, this kind of taste, you will understand it in the future, it is different." ”

"What's different?" asked Xuanyuan.

"When she is there, it is warm to sleep on the floor, and when she is away, it is also cold to sleep on the dragon couch. Touching the beauty on the painting with his fingertips, the prince smiled almost regardless of the image.

Xuanyuan Mo finally couldn't help but roll out the white of his eyes, and secretly slandered himself: Childe, do you know how your subordinates describe you now, when you mention the princess, you are warm, and if you can't mention the princess, you are cold: if the princess is well, you are warm, and if the princess is slightly sick, you are cold. Hot and cold, women are not as fast as you.

"Childe, if you really don't like the cold and cold, those who want to warm the quilt for you outside have all gone from the city to Qingcheng. ”

Xuanyuan Mo sat down on the side of the desk, learning to make tea jerky, knowing that he would be abandoned in this study again this day. If the princess does not return for a day, the son of his family is afraid that he will not be at peace for a day.

"Then why don't you warm the king's bed tonight?"

Shuyi raised his eyebrows, hooked his lips and smiled evilly, with a hint of playfulness. Xuanyuan's hand, which had been holding the sword for ten years, suddenly trembled, and a good cup of tea immediately splashed a good scroll of paintings in Shuyi's hand.

The woman in the painting, with a white dress and red veil, pinned to a rippling manzhu flower between her temples, has a shallow smile and is lifelike.

The tea is like morning dew, falling on the flowers and leaves between the temples, and slowly spreading along the sideburns on the woman's cheeks, spreading into a pair of smiling nests, with shadows and shadows, staggered outlines, gradually fading, and finally pasted into a ball.

I have to admit that his son-in-law's Danqing is really superb, and he, this fragrant tea is also the "icing on the cake".

"Childe" Xuanyuan Mo immediately cleaned up the mess on the table, did not wait for Shuyi to get angry, and took the lead in snatching humanity, "This is the will of God, it must be the princess who doesn't like it, I will re-lay the paper and ink for the child, and the princess will draw slowly, anyway, the princess won't be able to come back for a while, we still have a lot of time." ”

Shuyi threw the purple hao in his hand on the table, and immediately held back a smile and deliberately lectured, "It's okay, then tonight this king will announce that you will come to bed, and you will change into women's clothes, add fragrance to the red sleeves on the side, and accompany this king to paint slowly." ”

Xuanyuanmo's face was immediately flushed, Shuyi glanced at it lightly, unconsciously learned a little bit of the demeanor of painting the heart, and said, "This king sleeps on the bed, you sleep on the floor." ”

"Childe"

Xuanyuan Mo never expected that his well-behaved son would be so hungry that he really wanted to "sleep with him", and immediately said with a bitter face, "Let's go to bed, my subordinates feel that it is more suitable for the apprentice that the princess found for his son. ”