She didn't care what the truth was, she just wanted peace of mind.

Since she wanted it, he did his best to do it.

He Guang Tongchen also lowered his head and straightened his clothes, buried the bitterness floating in his heart, and smiled calmly, "The poor monk is just a little trick, he can make you confused, and the method of the Baili Festival is even more sinister, it is conceivable that you have no chance of winning." ”

A little subtotal......

The painting breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the light and dust, his eyes were clear, and his expression was serious, as if he really believed that he was acting, and she was just a trick. He didn't lose his Buddha's heart, and she didn't lose Shuyi.

"It's not you for the Baili Festival. In the heart of the painting, how could the waste of the Baili Festival be as good as the light and the same dust, and couldn't help sneering, "You can use the beauty trick against me, and the Baili Festival is ugly like that, can you?"

"If you underestimate the enemy, you'll already lose half of the battle. I won't let you go without the certainty of victory. He Guang Tongchen's face was indifferent, and his tone was calm, in fact, what he wanted to say was that even if he was sure of victory, he would never allow her to use beauty tricks.

"What do you have to do with it?" Huaxin immediately returned to her usual arrogance and willfulness, as if in this way, she could deal with him calmly.

"The poor monk was just worried that he would not take good care of the princess, and he would be angry with King Yi and cause trouble to Qingcheng. He Guang Tongchen is extremely intelligent, and immediately uses high-sounding excuses to clean up his selfishness.

"Then you help me kill him?"

He Guangtongchen had an unspeakable secret, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "Poor monks don't kill people." ”

"Don't want to kill or can't you kill?" Huaxin sneered, "Or are you a nest of snakes and rats with him?"

As if he hadn't heard Huaxin's ridicule, He Guang Tongchen thought for a moment and said slowly, "Before the Gu poison of the people of Qingcheng City is resolved, it is not appropriate to touch him." ”

"So I'll give you a day to detoxify the Gu poison. The painting heart pulled out a golden hairpin and dialed the wick, the light reflected her resolute face, and it was imperative to kill a hundred miles of sacrifice!

The red lips are dyed, and the beauty is crazy.

The smile is shallow, and the soul is stunning.

For the dedication of the painting heart, He Guang Tongchen sighed helplessly, and said, "Then before my Gu poison is resolved, you must not act rashly." ”

A desperate delaying tactic.

He Guang Tongchen has already calculated, if the painting heart has to be sacrificed for a hundred miles, after he finishes solving the Gu poison, he will take it for her.

Seeing that he was reluctant to return to Guang Tongchen, he was afraid that he would know about her plans for tomorrow and make a hindrance from it, so he immediately nodded with a shallow smile, and replied softly in a low voice, "Okay." ”

It can be regarded as a heart that settles with light and dust for the time being.

There was a sudden silence in the room, the two sat opposite each other, shrouded in the dim candlelight, one leaned over to pick up the scriptures, the other raised his hand to pick up the wick, I don't know how long later, a shallow footsteps interrupted the silence.

"Master, the medicine is ready. A clear voice came from outside the meditation room.

"Put the medicine down and go rest. He Guang Tongchen commanded lightly, his face expressionless.

Qingyin came in and put the medicine bowl on the Zen table, feeling the strange atmosphere in the room, hesitated for a moment, and then respectfully withdrew.

The strong smell of herbs covered up the sandalwood, and it smelled bitter and astringent, and the little face with the size of a palm immediately wrinkled, protesting, "Haven't you already drunk the medicine tonight?"

"It's not for you. He Guang Tongchen smiled faintly, drank it all with the medicine bowl, and did not frown. I don't know that her medicine, and the light and dust, have never borrowed the hands of others, and have always done it herself.

And every time she decocted the medicine, she got better, and he was injured, and he needed medicine every day.

"Are you sick?" said Huaxin, frowning even deeper as he looked at the medicine bowl.

"Nope. ”

"Then why do you need to drink medicine?"

"It's just an ordinary health decoction. He Guang Tongchen put the black jade medicine bowl on the table, took a white silk and gently wiped the corners of his lips, his demeanor was elegant, and his face was calm.

Painted Heart looked at it suspiciously, and coldly commanded, "Reach over." ”

He Guang Tongchen handed over a wrist very obediently, pulled up his wide sleeve robe, and stretched out two fingers to put them on He Guang Tongchen's wrist vein, which fell into He Guang Tongchen's eyes, which was a very unprofessional gesture.

The medical skills of painting the heart have a few catties and a few taels, and the light and dust are naturally clear in his heart, as long as he hides it a little, the painting heart will never find anything unusual.

After probing and probing, and repeatedly confirming that "it was okay", the painting heart breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, he saw a narrow smile floating in Heguang Tongchen's eyes, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said angrily, "What are you laughing at!"

"Nothing. He Guang Tongchen replied lightly, withdrew his wrist, the smile in his eyes was still not gone, he was afraid that Huaxin would continue to ask, so he immediately changed the topic, and asked seemingly casually, "Who is Junyi?"

Huaxin originally wanted to ask him what medicine to drink properly, but he was blocked by these four words and was silent for a while.

The painting heart did not answer, and the light and dust were exquisite, and he guessed it thoroughly, and asked, "Is it King Yi?"

If it was before tonight, the painting heart would not hesitate to say, yes.

But now looking at the overlap between Heguang Tongchen and Junyi, the plausible absurdity made her suddenly unable to speak for a while. After a long time, Huaxin replied with a smile, "Junyi, is the only love in my life." ”

After speaking, Huaxin lowered his eyelids with some weakness, but heard Kazumi Tongchen say inexplicably, "I know it's him." ”

"Know what?"

"Nothing. ”

“......”

The conversation is getting thinner and thinner, and the painting heart is grinding, but he is reluctant to go, pestering and the light and the dust and talking about it again, and finally there is really nothing to pull, and the painting heart gets up and says goodbye, "It's too late tonight, you come to me early tomorrow morning, and I will teach you the inducement." ”

"There's no hurry. He Guang Tongchen felt that the painting heart had the intention of ending the Qingcheng matter and returning to the city as soon as possible, so he couldn't help but say politely, "The snow has closed the mountain these days, and even if you want to leave, it will be inconvenient for the carriage and horses." ”

Huaxin pretended not to understand the meaning of Heguang Tongchen, and said nonsense seriously, "The people of Qingcheng City have been incomprehensible for a day, and I will feel uneasy. Since you said that the antidote to Gu poison must first get rid of the status quo of the city people eating Gu for a living, I will teach you this hypnosis sooner or later. ”

Silent with the light.

From the perspective of the people's livelihood in the world, there is indeed nothing wrong with what the painting heart says.

Huaxin hesitated for a while, walked out of the door, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly looked back at Heguang Tongchen and smiled, "When you come back tomorrow, I will break a few more red plums, I like it." ”

Sitting in the candlelight with the light, he seemed to hear the most reassuring sentence tonight, and she will be at peace tomorrow and get better.

He Guang Tongchen smiled slightly at the heart of the painting and said, "Okay." ”

Reflecting the candle flame, there is a gentle light between the eyebrows.

Huaxin hurriedly turned his face, not daring to look at Heguang Tongchen again.

Tomorrow, when he folds the red plum back, she has stepped on the snow to go south, and she found that in the end, she didn't even have the courage to say goodbye, afraid that he would keep it, and afraid that he would not keep it.

Ben only thinks he is an old friend, but it seems that he is not just an old friend, those who can't be mentioned and can't be owned, it's better to hide in this endless snowstorm.

He's just ...... It's just too much like Junyi.

It's like it again, but it's not him after all.

The heavy snow outside the house was like velvet flowers, the ice was cold to the bone, the cold wind poured into the throat, and the painting heart couldn't help but cough lightly.

Hearing the sound of light and dust, he quickly got up and took a thick warm coat to put on the painting heart, and the painting heart raised his steps for a moment, but he only paused, and walked into the dim night without looking back.