Lost his soul returned to listen to Yuxuan, casually pushed open the courtyard door, and the snow outside the house immediately greeted him, "Master"

"Treading the snow, returning to the Shengyin Valley in seven days" did not give Treading snow a chance to ask, and the divine doctor made a startling decision lightly.

Seven days will heal his internal wounds, and then everything will be over.

"Master?!" Taxue was shocked, but more puzzled, "Isn't the master just going back, why do you want to leave?" ”

The Divine Doctor stopped and looked gloomy, "Feng Ling has nothing to love with me, it's better to leave as soon as possible and do something serious."

With that, the doctor walked away. The emaciated back disappeared into the courtyard with boundless loneliness, and the snow moved his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

"In seven days, you will go back to the Saint Tilt Palace, you were originally Helian Jue's four secret guards, and it is enough to follow me for three years" When the words fell, the divine doctor boy ignored the reaction of the snow, pushed it open and closed the door tightly after entering the house, blocking everything.

Taxue stood in place, looked at the closed door in front of him, frowned, took out a cyan token, hesitated for a moment, and put the token away again.

The affairs of the master and the prince should be solved by themselves, she is just a secret guard and has no right to interfere with the feelings of the masters.

The next day, the sky was fine, and the scenery of the Holy Tilt Palace's palace was particularly charming.

In the depths of the palace, the lotus flower swayed, Helian Jue lived in front of the bookcase, holding the pen to paint quietly, the long ink hair was draped behind him, with the movement of Helian Hui's ink pen, a picture of a beauty gradually jumped on the paper.

After sketching the last stroke, Helian Jue stopped writing, and looked at the woman on the painting with imperceptible tenderness in his cold eyes, and his eyes overflowed with strong longing.

Month, three years, haven't you come back yet?

Knocking, the sound of knocking on the door interrupted Helian Jue's thoughts, Helian Jue retracted his expression and looked up at the door, where a pale pink figure stood with a light smile.

Seeing Helian Jue turn his head, Qin Xia Yue stepped forward and said with a smile: "Lord Wang, the medicine left by the divine doctor has been decocted, so drink it while it's hot."

"Put it down, this king will drink it in a while" Helian Jue retracted his gaze and dipped his pen in some paint to color the person on the painting.

Qin Xiayue put down the medicine bowl, lowered her eyes and looked at the person on the drawing paper, and said helplessly: "Is the prince painting the princess again?" ”

Helian Jue's brush did not stop, only responded faintly, Qin Xiayue sighed lightly, said no more, and turned to leave.

Since the princess left, the prince has fallen in love with painting, and the entire east courtyard is full of portraits of the princess, full of the prince's thoughts about the princess.

Since then, the East Courtyard has become a forbidden place for the Holy Tilt Palace, and no one is allowed to enter.

Although she was by his side, she never entered his heart, and his heart was only that woman from beginning to end, the amazing girl who made the world lose color.

From the moment he burned himself for her, she knew that she had no more chance, and that girl had buried a love seed in his heart, which would only take root for her.

After three years, he is still fine, and it is enough for her to be by his side.

Even if it's just a righteous sister.

Half an hour later, Helian Jue finally put away his pen and looked at the portrait on the paper, the corners of his lips slightly raised, obviously extremely satisfied with the painting.

Carefully drying the ink on the rice paper, Helian Jue turned his head casually, his eyes fell on the medicine bowl that had already been cold on the side, frowned, and reached out to pick up the medicine bowl.

His body knew very well on its own, so he didn't have much hope for this bowl of medicine, but considering the hard work of the person who decocted the medicine, he still raised his head and drank it after thinking about it.

The medicine was a little bitter and a little cold, Helian Jue didn't care, he drank it in a few sips and put the medicine bowl aside, reached out and picked up the painting on the bookcase and rolled it thinly.

The painting was only halfway rolled up, Helian Jue suddenly stopped moving, his cold eyes trembled slightly, and there was a strong disbelief and irrepressible surprise in his eyes.

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