Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 276 Proposal (7)
She slowly opened her eyes, looked at the book again, then stood up, picked up the book, walked to the next shelf, put the book in the mezzanine, then stood up, ready to go to another place take books.

But when she took down a book from that floor, she was slightly taken aback.

From the gap in the book, she saw a person.

She paused, thinking about something, and then said: "His Royal Highness?"

Xie Heng stood there, looking at her through the small gap.

For a moment, when she looked at him, his heart was slightly stabbed.

Because, he clearly saw that when Song Qiuxin looked at him, there was a moment of hesitation. That kind of hesitation was not because of surprise, but because she didn't remember herself very much.

After being separated for such a long time, in her eyes, she was just an ordinary person after all.

From the moment she entered Zhaodu, he began to think about what it would be like when he met her, but he didn't expect that when the girl came back, she didn't see anyone, and went directly to the library, sitting there for a day and a night.

After all, he couldn't restrain himself from stepping forward, just like this, he caught a glimpse of her peaceful appearance. When she was sitting there, she was an independent individual, with her head hanging down but her back straight, she would never need any support again.

"Qiu Xin, are you okay?" He uttered these words with difficulty.

Song Qiuxin seemed to frowned slightly because of his "Qiuxin", but she asked again: "It's okay. What's the prince doing here?"

Xie Heng only felt that her alienated tone was unbearable, why is he here?He just wanted to come and see her, to see if she was okay, but now that he saw her, she was sitting there so isolated from the world, it was fine.

So what about him? !

Suddenly, he really wanted to rush over and ask, Song Qiuxin, do you remember me?Do you know that you will probably never marry me again? !Why do you not care at all?
However, as a prince, he has stronger rationality.

He stood there, scrolling through a lot of words in an instant, but in the end, he still smiled calmly, trying to make his hoarse voice not so obvious: "I just saw the door of the Zangshu Pavilion open, so I came to have a look. Just in time to see you."

Song Qiuxin nodded.

For a while, there was nothing to say.

Xie Heng only felt that his chest was tight, but he finally said: "I'm leaving. If you don't know anything, you can come and ask me."

Song Qiuxin nodded: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

Xie Heng managed to regain his composure before turning around and walking away.

He knew that she would never ask him.

After Xie Heng left, Song Qiuxin took out an old bamboo tube from his bosom, then carefully opened it, took out a small pickled fruit, slowly put it into his mouth, and refused.

Xie Heng walked out staggeringly, looked up at the sky, seventeen, there is still a waning moon in the sky, but no matter what, there is always some light.

Vaguely, he thought of the thin little girl standing in the strong wind again, she would cry, she would cry, she would be weak, not what she is now, invincible and exclude everyone from her world.

From now on, let's say goodbye, the three words Song Qiuxin will get farther and farther away from him.

He took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, and opened them again, all the hesitation in his eyes had disappeared.

He took a step, and then walked slowly towards the inner hall of the palace.

(End of this chapter)