was praised by everyone, and Nanjiang thanked Min Xuan for his gifts.

The depressed Song looked at Nanjiang, got up and said, "Let's go back to the palace!"

Bai Man, who was about to pick up the cup, asked, "Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace?"

Yu Ge said coldly: "It's not to call you. ”

Bai Man was stunned, it must be because he deliberately named Ping An Pei 'Dingqing', and the monarch had such an attitude towards himself.

A hint of a sinister smile flashed across Hua Rong, and he said secretly: "It's okay, if you want to have a dislike between you and dislike each other, I have a way, don't worry." ”

Nanjiang looked at the gloomy Xuan Ge, and said to Min Xuan and Fanxing: "Minxuan, Fanxing, this wine is almost eaten, and the orchid has heavy official duties, so we will go back to the palace first." ”

Fanxing approached Nanjiang, held Nanjiang's hand, and said with crooked eyebrows: "Okay, you know that I can't leave the palace at any time, you have to come to Xuanchen Palace more often, if so, I'm afraid you will forget me." ”

"I won't forget you, I'll come often. After that, with the song, Bai Man's illusion returned to the palace for three wisps of mist.

Min Xuan immediately returned to the main hall, opened the painting scroll, and looked at the beauty on the painting paper, Nanjiang.

Fanxing walked over with the brewed tea and placed it lightly on Min Xuan's left.

The afterglow of the bead pupil swept the southern frontier on the drawing paper, and then stepped aside, waiting for Min Xuan to send him.

Whenever he misses southern Xinjiang, Min Xuan will take out the picture scroll to support the pain of lovesickness.

The stars gradually got used to this indispensable act of His Highness.

"Your Highness, you have eaten a lot of wine, let's have a cup of tea!"

Min Xuan let out a faint "um", raised his sleeves, picked up the tea and took a sip.

The stars on the side suddenly said: "Your Highness, you ......"

Although when he saw the ink-colored peace pendant, the stars had already guessed that this was the case.

But I saw with my own eyes that the round wound the size of an egg on His Highness's wrist was cut into a circular pit, and the flesh and blood in the pit turned crimson, and the stars still couldn't help but redden...

With such a deep wound, Fanxing's heart was pinched, and he choked up: "Your Highness, the wound on your wrist needs to be bandaged, Fanxing will go to get the medicine box and bandage you with medicine." ”

Min Xuan realized that the wound on his wrist was looked at by Fanxing: "It's okay, the main hall is not so delicate." ”

His Highness's tone was so calm, and the uncontrollable tears of the stars slipped down...

In order to win the heart of southern Xinjiang, regardless of the pain, he took off a piece of his python scales and made it into a beautiful peace pendant.

Fanxing knows that His Royal Highness values Southern Xinjiang, and in order to get the heart of Southern Xinjiang, His Royal Highness is willing to sacrifice everything, wanting to impress the heart of Southern Xinjiang.

Recalling that Fang was in the garden, Nanjiang said that he and His Highness were forever friends, and Fanxing believed that His Highness's feelings for Nanjiang should be stopped in time, so as not to fall deeper and deeper.

His Royal Highness's silent dedication, and Nanjiang's intentional or unintentional reminder that they are friends with each other, there is a gap that is difficult to cross.

Even if Min Xuan overcame all the thorns and came close to the chasm full of pain, perhaps, the southern Xinjiang on the other side of the chasm was unwilling to reach out and hold Min Xuan's hand and step over, and Min Xuan was also not allowed to cross her.

"Your Royal Highness, you often miss Nanjiang, take out a picture scroll to relieve lovesickness, and now you have taken off a piece of your python scales to make a peace and give it to her, if she only thinks that His Highness is a close friend, Your Highness, would you like to put Nanjiang in the depths of your heart and accompany her as a close friend?"

Min Xuan's face sank, and he said coldly: "Do you think that this palace has no hope of winning the southern frontier?

If he wants to see the progress between Southern Xinjiang and Xige as a close friend for the rest of his life, his heart is not so strong, and he can't do this.

"Fanxing doesn't dare, Fanxing just can't bear to see His Highness love... So hard. ”

Min Xuan looked at the southern Xinjiang on the picture scroll, and whispered: "When I met her, my heart gradually became warm, and I began to look forward to it and miss it. Will I be ecstatic because of her smile, or a word, or I am very sad, it is she who makes my heart no longer cold and makes my life meaningful. Therefore, falling in love with southern Xinjiang, I don't feel bitter at all.

Even though he was determined to win over southern Xinjiang, Fanxing had nothing to say, so he raised his sleeve and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Your Highness, Fanxing will go and get a medicine box to bandage your wounds." ”

"No, I don't want this wound to heal too quickly. ”

Fanxing was surprised: "Your Highness, regardless of the pain, you did not hesitate to take down a piece of python scales to make a peace pendant and give it to Southern Xinjiang, and now you are unwilling to bandage the wound, what do you mean?"

"Feeling pain is also a kind of longing, and I don't want to miss any opportunity to miss southern Xinjiang. ”

Min Xuanzhen really loves southern Xinjiang, and his love goes crazy.

Fanxing suddenly felt heartbroken, tears welled up in the crescent moon eyes, and he shouted uncontrollably to Min Xuan: "But you are the noble Highness of the Hunting Sang Kingdom, you are the master of the stars waiting, the master is injured, and the stars are bound to disobey the master's order and bandage the wounds of His Highness." With that, he turned around and ran to get the medicine box.

was shouted by the stars, Min Xuan was very surprised.

Is this still the ordinary obedient, tens of millions of years of pleasant faces, gentle and lovely stars?

Why are you so bold today that you dare to be disrespectful to Min Xuan and shout at him?

The stars who turned around and ran away, tears blurred their vision, where did they care whether they were punished or not.

After a while, Fanxing ran back to the desk with the medicine box, and opened the medicine box and took out a small jade bottle.

The tears on his face were not yet dry, and he pulled Min Xuan's left hand and lifted his brocade sleeves.

A round wound, bloody in front of her eyes, eager to move the wound on Min Xuan's wrist to her.

Seeing the tears of the stars dripping down like beads with broken threads, Min Xuanyuan's thoughts of punishing her also came to naught.

"Is it worth it? pluck off a piece of her own reckless scales and make a peace pendant for her, will she know His Highness's good intentions?" sobbed Fanxing, who was applying medicinal powder to Min Xuan's wound,

"After she took the mourning spirit, she came to Xuanchen Palace to see my true body, she wanted to climb up at that time, but she always slid down. ”

Min Xuan's mind reproduced the scene of the stupid southern Xinjiang at that time, in order to step on his real body, he repeatedly slipped and climbed......

"In her anger, she found my scales, and she liked them so much that she wanted to pull out a piece of scales. She didn't know that it was me, and she didn't know that I was alive, but that I was an obstacle in her way. ”

Immersed in what he thought was a fond memory, he didn't feel the pain of the wound on his wrist caused by the stimulation of the powder, and he didn't even frown.

"Maybe she's not liking your scales, but she's angry?" Fanxing said.

"Regardless of whether she plucked my scales at that time or liked it, it was all worth it to see her happy face when she wore a peace pendant today. ”

On another level, by the side of southern Xinjiang, there is Min Xuan's inseparable companionship, and Ping An Pei is Min Xuan.