"I can't tell you're so interesting."

Qiu Yu's voice was low and powerful, but in that low, it revealed a meaning that it was even more lonely than the night.

With his eyes closed, he pretended not to hear Qiu Yu talking to himself. After saying a few words, Qiu Yu sat at the table, the pages opened and closed several times between his fingers, and finally sighed, "Go to sleep."

One night, Qiu Yu slept quietly with his clothes beside him.

The thrush did not turn around, nor did he move.

...

As the stars move, the moonlight fades, and the vigorous red in the east slowly rises.

Huamei sat up and rubbed her eyes. The bed was messy, and there were still traces of people sleeping, but the tentacles were cool... "Summer?" Huamei shouted habitually.

"Oh, girl wait."

Ji Xia's cheerful voice came from outside the window. After a moment, he came in with a basin of clear water, tampered a hand towel and wiped his face. Hua Mei was slightly uncomfortable and turned his head and said, "My arm is ready, I'll do it."

"The prince gave the order. The girl is not going to leave for such a trivial matter." Ruxia blinked and said naughtyly, "The girl slept so early yesterday, and she didn't even know that the prince came back?"

Hua Mei stuttered and forced a smile, "Yes, I slept very heavily yesterday." As he spoke, he turned the jade bracelet on his wrist and smiled, "Isn't the medicine from the doctor today sent me?"

"In the past, the girl just called the medicine bitter, why did she take the initiative to ask for it?"

Izuka wiped his face for Huamei, then put the basin and towel aside, picked a handful of ivory from the makeup box, and said leisurely, "What kind of hair do you want to comb today?"

"All are good." Huamei pursed her lips and smiled. The figure in the mirror was a little blurred, but she could see clearly. Her originally thin chin became plump day by day, with a rosy complexion. The magnolia on her forehead was painted by Qiu Yu. Since Qiu Yu painted it, the palace maids who served her every day... The person in the mirror was vivid and brighter day by day, but Huamei always felt that this was not her when she looked at the bronze mirror.

In other words, raising her in a deep boudoir and being peaceful for a lifetime is probably not the life she wants.

After combed his hair, changed his clothes, Ji Xia praised as usual, "Miss is really good!" As he said that, he remembered something, "I just forgot to tell the girl that I am a medicine for a medical immortal, I am afraid I will get it a little late."

"Hmm?" Hua Qiao raised her eyebrows, and suddenly started playing with Yu Ruyi, and smiled slightly, "It's been a bit more relief."

"Miss I don't know that the Immortal had a medicine boy. Just because the prince was in a hurry to invite him, the Immortal came first before he could wait for the medicine boy to come back." Ruxia put his clothes on Huamei, and handed the books on the table to Huamei, and smiled, "The Immortal's medicine boy came last night, and was about to be in the pharmacy with the Immortal-" After saying that, he paused slightly, and said, "I heard that the Immortal's medicine boy has returned after taking some magic medicines."

"With his magic pill, he can cure my brain?"

Hua Ming smiled like a self-deprecating smile, took the book in Zhixia, and then turned a page, but saw the sentence he accidentally filled in yesterday, "A real man starts with sweeping the world with his foot." He suddenly realized that what he was holding was the "Southern Xinjiang Literature" specially put out by Qiu Yu.

I felt a little embarrassed, and remembered what Qiu Yu said last night, which made me feel even more unhappy, so I put the book on my desk.

The sun was very bright and not dazzling, but it was evenly poured down through the window, as if it was good snow brocade, slowly spreading... The thrush was shocked, and always felt that this scene seemed familiar, but he was too lazy to think about where he had seen it. As soon as he closed his eyes and planned to sniff for a while, he heard the smile of the Iriya beside him, "The princess was back with the prince yesterday. Is it going to see her?"

A seemingly unintentional sentence, but it should be so. Hua Yue was just a little stunned, then stretched out her hand and put it on Mixia's arm, "Let's go."

The two of them walked very slowly along the way. First, Huamei's body had not yet recovered completely. When they met the small bridge and pavilion, they had to sit and rest. Second, when Huamei was resting, they also explained the origin of the princess clearly.

According to the meaning of Xixia, it was only a matter of time before Huamei was admitted to Qiu Yu's mansion. As Huamei's servant, she naturally had the obligation to pave the way for this future master.

But Huamei felt that Jixia was too attentive.

The clusters of flowers and plants flashed by themselves, and the exquisite birds also walked and rested like them. When the thrush saw Yongqiao on Jingming Lake not far ahead, he pursed his lips and gasped, "Go and take a break."

Ruxia held Huamei onto Yongqiao and suddenly sneered. Before Huamei asked her the reason, she said to herself, "Miss. I don't know, this Yongqiao has a long history."

The green lake is slightly rippling, and the sun is hanging high, casting a large shadow of branches on the lake water.

The flowers that bloom to the extreme are heavy and heavy, and the branches brush over the water, like water lilies blooming quietly in the lake, bringing out a stream of vague fragrance that can be smelled.

In front of my ears was the cheerful voice chattering in my ears, but at this moment, all the attention of Huamei was taken away by the man in the pavilion in the center of the lake.

The man in the pavilion was lying on the side of a semi-cool stone bench, and his white clothes poured down from the stone bench like water, swaying dazzling ripples. He seemed extremely leisurely, but his every move exuded an unparalleled dignity... Suddenly, he felt familiar, but the beside him cried out faster than her, "Hey, isn't that a medical immortal? Why did he get here?"

The Immortal Medical Eyebrow is slightly stunned, and only he can afford the word "Immortal".

"Thanks to the prescriptions of the Medical Immortal in the past few days, we should thank you in theory." Huamei chuckled, and Ruxia knew what Huamei meant and frowned, "But, girl, we have to go and see the princess first."

The two of them had little argument, but they happened to be heard in the breeze.

The next moment, the Immortal of Medicine sat up, bowed to the two of them in turn, looked at the thrush with a smile and said, "Miss is almost done."

This scene was almost illusory, with slender paper sticks floating on the rippling lake surface, the fragrance filled the sleeves and the fragrance filled the heart. It seemed that all the time and all the past were frozen in this moment. The boy in white in front of him slowly walked, his laughter was low, but he exuded a hint of charm... The thrush couldn't help but think, if there was another folding fan in his hand, it would be like a stranger, and a gentleman would be unparalleled in the world...

"Miss is almost done..." Seeing the thrush in a daze, the Immortal coughed lightly, took out a folding fan of ivory bones and slowly opened it.

In an instant, the past was flowing, folding fans, white clothes, and everything seemed to be in her memory... However, she was not allowed to think further, and there was another pain on her forehead. It was strange that the lovesickness Gu, which had not been re-inflicted for a long time, actually started to attack again.

Huamei took a few steps back in a daze, and smiled at the Medical Immortal, "It's time for Medical Immortal."

After saying that, he rushed towards the east wing as if he was running away. As soon as he entered the door of the east wing, he saw Bao Chun greet him, "I thought that the girl should come here today. The princess has been waiting for a long time and asked me to come over and take a look. I didn't expect to meet a girl, please, girl."

Without waiting for Huamei to speak, she took Huamei from Xia's hand and then helped Huamei into the house.

...

The cool breeze blew, and the man in the hall was stunned.

His eyes followed her out of the lotus pavilion, down from Yongqiao, watched her pass through the Yuedong Gate, and walked to the east wing without pause. Until her back disappeared between the branches and leaves, his eyes still never left.

"master."

The rumored medicine boy who just came back yesterday came up quietly.

"Are you sure?"

The expression of the Medical Immortal was a little dim, but she also had an urge to be indescribable.

"It's certainly a lovesick Gu, but because of the conflict of food traits and the impact, it caused amnesia." The medicine boy looked sideways slightly and looked at the eyes of the Immortal. "Master, I don't think amnesia is necessarily not a good thing, at least..."

"Is there any medicine to solve?"

The Immortal coldly interrupted the medicine boy's words.

"Yes, yes, but..." Yao Tong tried to dispel the idea of ​​Yixian again.

"Three days, give me the antidote." The medical immortal suddenly looked back and stared at the medicine boy, his eyes suddenly becoming as cold as an ice slit. "If not, you would go back to the punishment room."

...

The princess sat coldly on the head seat, and seemed to be missing from the thrush standing in the middle of the room. She leisurely brewed a cup of tea and sipped, frowned and asked Wan Qiu beside her, "Do people in the Central Plains love to drink such strange things? They are not as happy as the Yang** at all."

"No?" Wan Qiu has always been the most intimate of Asan Yuzhu's heart. Naturally, he knew that Asan Yuzhu wanted to give the thrush of the Central Plains people a warning, so he smiled flatteringly and said, "The people of the Central Plains are not just tea, but even their food is extremely trivial, and their clothes are even layered. I really don't know what those delicate and flower-like ladies will do if they fight."

"Well, that's what I said." Asan Yuzhu put the tea in her hand, looked at Huamei up and down, and reached out to her finger, "With such a skirt, I can't even walk a few steps, so how can I ride a horse?"

The thrush stood quietly in the middle, maintaining a silent posture that had not changed. Even when he heard the humiliation of Asan Yuzhu, he raised his head slightly and glanced at it, then lowered his head.

Asan Yuzhu said for a while, and he felt bored, so he took the tea cup from Wan Qiu's hand and used the tea cover to pluck the floating tea with the tea lid. Then he looked at Huamei with a touch of playfulness, "Tell me, what's the matter when I come to me?"

The east wing is the brightest room in the entire chess garden. However, at this moment, the woman standing in the middle raised her head and just covered the sunshine shining in from the large window behind her back.

It was at this moment when it was dark that Asan Yuzhu heard the woman's voice that was so powerful that she could not refuse, "Horse Racing."
Chapter completed!