Seeing that Huaxin seemed to be angry and refused to talk to him, Shuyi asked her, "What, does the princess think what this king has done is inappropriate?"

Huaxin raised his eyes slightly, glanced at him, but immediately moved away, fluttered his eyelashes, and said, "The prince is well versed in the temple warp and weft to balance the heart, how can it be inappropriate." ”

Her eyebrows and eyes were sparkling, but she couldn't hide the sadness in her heart.

Once upon a time, that humble gentleman with a bright and honest mind turned into such a calculating and mercenary villain?

Before, with a glance at him, she could know what he was thinking. Now his mind has really become unfathomable, and even she, the person next to the pillow, can't figure out one or two.

Shuyi sighed softly, "This world is going to be chaotic, and this king has to plan early." ”

Huaxin asked again, "For the prince, is it important to have power in the world or is it important for the common people?"

Shu Yi's hand paused, and slowly spit out two words, "Power." ”

Huaxin was stunned, and after a while, she smiled, "It's rare for the prince to be so honest." ”

She said gently, but Shuyi heard the ridicule in her words, and there seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, but she pressed it again, "Xin'er, even if this king counts everything, he won't count you." ”

"Husband is now more and more of a prince's shelf, before you were in front of me, but you never called yourself the king. Huaxin knew that Shuyi intended to let her, so she ate several sunspots in a row without mercy, looked at him with clear and bright eyes and asked, "Why did you hide so deep before?"

"In the past, the imperial power was useless to me. ”

Shuyi also heard the ridicule between the lines of the painting, the loss in his eyes flashed, and a few more fell sons, the situation quickly reversed, and Baizi was in decline.

The unfinished words were hidden in those deep eyes.

She didn't know that now, because of her, he had to go to great lengths to plan, only by taking the world into his own hands could he keep her by his side, and he could protect her for the rest of his life.

Huaxin suddenly panicked, raised his hand and brushed the chess game, "The prince is a step ahead, I lost." ”

Shuyi didn't care about the fallen chess pieces, but he just stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder, pressed her against the wall of the car, and said in a low voice, "If you lose, you should be punished." ”

Hot lips brushed her cheeks, and the smell of mist dispersed in front of her eyes, and she avoided his burning breath, the roots of her ears were slightly red, and her heart jumped, but it hurt for no reason.

This kind of pain is different from the pain in ordinary days, it is not the pain of tearing and dripping blood, but the sadness of emptiness, and there seems to be a powerful emotion infecting her.

Shuyi stopped moving, stared at her, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The painting moved his lips, and he stopped talking.

She shrank into a ball of pain, which made Shuyi feel distressed, so she had to call and ask Qu Qianqian to stop, and Xuan Qingyin came to diagnose her pulse.

The moment the curtain was lifted, the afterglow of the painting caught a glimpse of the outline of the mountain shadow outside the carriage and horses, and she recognized it at a glance, she had just arrived at the gate of the city, and it was here that day, and the light and dust helped her get out of the car and welcomed her into Qingcheng.

Damn, is it the original god of the Kyushu river god who is doing the trick again?

Qingyin hurriedly came, and after a while of checking the pulse, but couldn't diagnose the reason, Shuyi lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold, and after a while, he asked, "How is the princess?"

Qingyin frowned and looked at Shuyi, thinking about whether to say it or not, and finally under Shuyi's coercion, she said, "It's not that the princess is sick, but my master is sick." ”