Shuyi's ear power is excellent, and he can hear clearly how to arrange his heart. After attacking her five times, he also knew that his image in her mind could not be restored. But isn't he a man with the same dust, if he can't, he doesn't believe that the monk can really be a gentleman to the end!

He thought that the old man of Hebanzhi must be happy in his heart now, his son was praised so badly.

After a few days of torture, Shuyi also had to admire that his patience had been sharpened by that woman, and under this kind of humiliation, he could still sit upright and drink lightly.

He Guang Tongchen calmed down for a long time before suppressing the surging emotions, and he asked again, "Then why did you leave him?"

Why leave?

Huaxin remembered the destiny of heaven again, and remembered Qingxuan again.

At that moment, she was almost crushed by the surging despair, if it weren't for those innate destiny, how could she leave him?

Now that it has intensified, it is not enough to let her leave the person she loves, Qing Xuan actually wants her to break off her love, and she is not allowed to think about it even if she misses him! Isn't this just a puppet?

It's just a puppet of heaven and earth.

"This seat and his fate are compatible, if they are together, they are destined to die and be injured. Huaxin stiffened his face, supported the bed board with his palm, and coldly spat out the words, "We can't fight the sky after all!"

He Guang Tongchen immediately clenched his fists, regardless of the broken porcelain in his palm, his palm hurt, at this moment, he finally got her own admission, she not only loved him, but also knew that he was Junyi.

Under the mask, his face turned pale, and his mouth trembled slightly, "Then King Yi is good to you?"

His deliberately lowered voice shocked Huaxin, Shuyi said to her, she couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, if it was not good, it would inevitably seem to have no conscience, if it was good, but the beast always did things that made her feel bad.

In the end, she only said, "He is wishful thinking for this seat." ”

It can be regarded as an answer to Shuyi, who is listening to him outside the window.

Then the room was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, except for the growing sound of wheezing in the painting's heart.

The bitterness in her heart is known to the light and the dust, but he doesn't know what to do now, and he is also afraid of the life character she is afraid of, so he has to bite his trembling lip and say, "The princess still has to take care of herself, and the old man will decoct the medicine for you." ”

"No need, I said that I would accompany this seat to practice calligraphy, but Mr. can't just leave. ”

"But this medicine"

"Isn't there still a person out there who has nothing to do, let him fry it, and this seat may consider taking two sips. ”

As soon as Huaxin's voice fell, before the dumb doctor could react, Shuyi had already come to take the initiative to ask Ying, "As long as the princess is willing to drink medicine, why not decoct medicine every day." ”

"Isn't that a sin to delay the time of the prince and the beautiful Wushan Temple. He sneered, not even realizing how sour his tone was.

In the matter of Dai Chun'er, He Guang Tongchen was an outsider, he understood the intention of painting the heart, she asked Shuyi to decoct the medicine, but she was afraid that he would really go to Dai Chun'er and try to make something to stumble him.

Now that he knew her thoughts, he naturally had to think about her, and immediately walked to the door and explained to Shuyi in detail the method of decoction, deliberately delaying the hour by two hours.

Shuyi didn't say a word, he worked hard to set up a stove in the courtyard, personally held the fan, and fanned it in style.