Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 397 Love (2)
"Brother Xuan?"

Xiao Tingxuan turned his head and looked at Ling Xiqing indifferently, "Is there any medicine left?"

Ling Xiqing almost cried with joy, she nodded hastily.

"Yes, yes, young master, I...I'll pour it for you right away." She wiped away her tears and walked out.

"Qing'er." As soon as she left the door, An Yuejun came up, and seeing her red and swollen eyes, her eyes darkened.

"You have cried." He was both distressed and sad, and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, looking at her tenderly and pitifully.

Ling Xiqing smiled, "My lord has woken up, I'll go get him some medicine."

"Qing'er." Anyue Jun held her back, a ray of sadness appeared in his eyes.

"You..." Could she still not forget him?
Ling Xiqing sighed, "A Yue..."

Anyuejun was startled, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pulled her towards the kitchen.

"I will go with you."

Seeing him looking like a child getting candy, Ling Xiqing couldn't help shaking her head and sighing, but tenderness appeared in her eyes.After a while, she thought of another question.

"Is the emperor awake?"

Anyue looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, his eyes were far away and he sighed softly.

"Between half asleep and half awake."

Ling Xiqing was silent.In a remote and quiet valley in the southwest, surrounded by mountains, verdant forests and green feathers, the mist is clear, lush and lush, and there are clear green springs flowing.At the end of the large peach blossom grove, quietly stands a courtyard with exquisite winding corridors.Looking from a distance, one can only feel the red walls and green tiles, and the wolf teeth pecking high, just like the fairyland of Yaochi surrounded by fairy mist.As he got closer, he suddenly discovered that the courtyard was winding with the path of the white jade arch bridge connecting the seemingly endless river.

Going in again, it is easy to see the whole appearance of the courtyard amidst the peach blossoms everywhere.I saw pavilions, terraces and pavilions, pools, halls and waterside pavilions, reflected in the green pines and cypresses; rockery and strange rocks, flower beds, bonsai, vines and green bamboos are dotted among them.All kinds of flowers are planted in the courtyard. In the spring, it is full of colorful flowers and reds, so lively and eye-catching.

Anyone will feel refreshed in this beautiful scenery.

It's a pity that the blue-clothed woman sitting in the octagonal pavilion has dull eyes, staring blankly at the goldfish swimming on the lake, leaning lazily on the mahogany pillar, her thoughts have long drifted away and I don't know where to go.

She was wearing a light blue gauze dress, which was simple yet elegant, charming and graceful, and her elegant jade face showed a peerless appearance without any makeup or powder decoration.The clear and detached face is full of beauty and temptation.The eyes that were originally as bright as stars faded from the sluggish color of glass, but there is still a soul-stirring laziness and confusion, like a dazed and helpless lamb from the end of the world, which makes people feel inexplicably pity and distressed.

Coupled with the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, small and delicate nose, and bright red lips, it is truly unparalleled and peerless.

When she woke up that day, she saw the pink-blue gauze, and there was a vague fragrance of flowers lingering in her nose, mixed with the sandalwood from the incense burner with tangled peony and green leaves, but it made her disgusted and repulsed inexplicably. .When she thought about it, she found that she had no strength in her body and could not move at all.Every day, maidservants would come to deliver meals to her, but they had never seen the culprit who robbed her, Ouyang Chen.

Lowering his eyes, Ling Xihan concealed the cold light in his eyes.The gentle footsteps behind her approached, she sneered, and heard the woman's gentle voice.

"My lord, it's time for lunch."

Ling Xihan leaned back with a lazy expression, completely ignoring the woman behind her.

The woman sighed and took two more steps.

"Princess, why are you bothering, my son is sincere to you, you..."

"Really?" Ling Xihan lowered his head and sneered softly, then turned his head suddenly, his eyes were as bright as stars, but as cold as swords.Looking at the woman who walked in against the morning light.

She was dressed in a lavender dress, with jet-black hair, and a hairpin with pearls and flowers in her bun, with tassels hanging from it. When she spoke, the tassels swayed.There are two silver butterflies beside the ears, and her face is as charming as the moon with a little powder applied.The eyes are bright and sultry, with a fair face and soft skin.The eyebrows are slender and picturesque, and the eyes are shining like stars.There is a small mouth under the small bridge of the nose. The lips are thin, and the corners of the mouth are slightly curved upwards. In the clear water of the lake, a thin ray of morning light is refracted, and there is a soft and sad smile on the corner of her mouth.The eyes that are as bright as autumn water also seem to flash across the warm color of the dawn moon, but they look dim and sad in the morning light.

Ling Xihan looked at this familiar and long-lasting beautiful face, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I never knew that sincerity is expressed in coercion and robbery." A cold light flashed in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curled up playfully.

"Miss Zhao is knowledgeable and talented, why don't you explain it to the princess." Before the woman could speak, she shifted her gaze to the river, which seemed a little far away.

"According to Miss Zhao's abilities, she must be able to escape from the Zhao family's family and stay alone. She must have an extraordinary mind. Perhaps her understanding of things and things is also different from ordinary people." With a smile in her eyes, she looked back leisurely Zhao Xinyue, and Leng Yue's silence brought a bit of the chill of the morning wind, and it was like the hazy mist in the morning sun's dream, making it hard to see the expression in her eyes.

Zhao Xinyue's eyes darkened, it must be that pair of eyes that were as bright as the moon and as bright as stars entered the eyes of that person.Such bright and deep pupils make people feel like they are looking into a deep lake when they look at them, and they can't extricate themselves for a long time.Even a woman can't forget it, let alone a man?
"The Zhao family no longer exists." She sighed leisurely, looking at the lake and mountains in the distance, with an inexplicable pity and melancholy.

Ling Xihan looked at her coldly, and suddenly said: "You like Ouyang Chen." An affirmative sentence, not a question sentence.

Zhao Xinyue was startled, lowered her eyes and chuckled, neither admitting nor denying.

"Young master's injuries are almost healed, and the wedding can be held in half a month."

"Wedding?" Ling Xihan's eyes tightened, feeling uneasy.

Zhao Xinyue still had a gentle face, but her eyes were sad.

"Well, the wedding between you and the young master." Her eyes seemed to be filled with thick mist, which could not be dispelled from sadness.

Ling Xihan's eyes suddenly turned as cold as ice, "My wedding is not up to you to intervene." After she finished speaking, she turned around without hesitation, her steps were decisive and cold, with a sense of coldness in the twelfth lunar month, showing her The anger in my heart.

Zhao Xinyue sighed quietly behind her back, "It's useless, no one can change what the young master decides."

Ling Xihan looked back in surprise, "Take me to see him."

Zhao Xinyue was silent, Ling Xihan sneered.

"What? Could it be that the well-known King Huaining is actually a shrinking turtle?"

Zhao Xinyue frowned slightly, and was just about to say something, but was startled when she saw the figure behind Ling Xihan, and then blessed herself slightly.

(End of this chapter)