Princess Qingyao was sick, and the whole country was shocked, and everyone in the palace knew about it. But what everyone thinks about is not why the princess is sick, but how to save her life.

The princess is the heart of His Majesty, the treasure in the palm, you can imagine how noble the identity of the princess is, and you can also imagine how worried and angry the princess should be when the princess is sick.

"Quick, quick, fast...... Don't delay big things, be careful that your life is not guaranteed. ”

A man said.

"Listen to me, I'll have snacks these days, otherwise be careful of your head moving."

Another man spoke.

A lot of people say that

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In the huge palace, it seemed to be extremely quiet, and only the sound of people's discussions and hurried footsteps back and forth remained.

On the pomegranate tree in the distance, there are a few sparrows, chirping and can't stop, like people who are trying to save their lives one by one.

You see, you listen, you feel.

In the distance by the well, is there only a gentle breeze and the fragrance of flowers?

No one is worried?

But there are also people who are worried. Not only him, but also him.

At that time, Li Yiyang was also wondering why this princess suddenly fell ill, and I heard that the illness was still very serious.

Although surprised, he didn't have much touch, after all, he only cared about her in his heart, and other people had nothing to do with him.

It's ridiculous, but I don't know that the she in my heart is the one who he thinks doesn't matter. She was sick for him, but he didn't know it, he didn't care, it was really embarrassing and sad.

In fact, he didn't deliberately miss the appointment, on the contrary, he was there all along, not just that day, and he was there for a long time to come. It's just that fate loves to play tricks on people, and it is better to hurt people.

They all waited there, just at different times. And what is missed is missed after all, and what has been injured is injured after all.

It's weird, it's providential.

Sigh and sigh, fate is like this.

The man thinks that as a woman, it is naturally difficult to show her face during the day, and if you want to see her again, it is naturally best at night.

He always fantasized that he could meet her again in the misty night, under the fiery pomegranate flowers.

And the woman's thoughts were different from his, even diametrically opposed, she thought that the palace rules were strict, and since she was a guard, she naturally couldn't move around at will.

Otherwise, if you accidentally break into a place by mistake, or be considered an assassin, you will definitely be guilty of death.

As a guard, he must know very well, so he will not risk his life. Besides, if you have to do so much work during the day and don't sleep at night, how can you have the energy.

Therefore, she concluded that she would definitely go during the day. She often wondered if he was giving a flute and she was dancing and meeting there on a sunny day, under the fiery pomegranate blossoms.

So, during the day, the morning light was like dawn, and she waited for him.

And at night, the moon is like frost, and he is waiting for her.