Of course, they didn't know that Jing Liuyuan was indeed dead. But what is even more resenting is that Su Kui, who is more difficult to deal with than Jing Liuyi, came.
How could Su Kui, who came with a mission, easily die because of an illness, so after a month of training behind closed doors, Su Kui was finally able to walk on the ground.
It’s just that the soup for the past month is poured down, let alone a few catties of meat, the person is already thin like a piece of paper, and his cheeks are deeply sunken, and the injured forehead that day was left because it was not treated in time. There was a purple-red scar with the size of two fingers.
At this time, it was deep winter outside, and the heavy snow continued all day long. Su Kui’s body is now fragile and cannot stand the slightest bit of cold wind. She simply hides in the warm pavilion and can’t get out. The person who can offend offends the light, so it's better to obey her, and save the trouble of dealing with it.
The decoration of Changle Palace is extremely luxurious, and the whole palace is magnificent and magnificent after a few palace lanterns in the Nuan Pavilion. Su Kui felt dazzling, and beckoned Ying Luo to turn off the light, leaving only a palace lantern with golden peony hanging far away. She lazily nestled on the soft body wrapped in fur, and the white fluff wrapped her up with only one head exposed. The sandalwood in the incense burner on the table curled up, and the smoke drifted away like a cloud. She closed her eyes in a daze, her pale appearance seemed to melt away with the smoke.
Nan Xuan Ge has been recuperating since he arrived at Changle Palace, but he has not seen him because of Su Kui's serious illness after he recovered. It can be said that although they are in the same palace, they have not seen each other for a month.
He spent a lot of energy trying to adapt to a completely different life from before. In Changle Palace, he eats finely and lives comfortably, and the palace people are even more considerate and humble. After the present days, I went back to look at the previous ones, only to realize that in the same palace, there is a difference between heaven and hell.
Today, hearing the news that Su Kui was finally able to get up, he could no longer restrain the urge to see her, and ran desperately.
Seeing that it was him, the palace man outside, thinking of the princess's intentions for him, did not dare to stop him, only slightly stunned, then bowed and let him out.
The Nuan Pavilion was quiet, and the ground floor was covered with earth dragons. As soon as he walked in, he was surrounded by a warm and dry atmosphere. Nan Xuange turned his head and looked around, with gauze curtains hanging around, and in the dimness he could vaguely see an exquisite half-lying figure from behind.
He settled down and hesitated. It was the last step, but Nan Xuan Ge obviously hesitated.
He still remembered that when Su Kui visited him a month ago, his attitude towards her was extremely vicious. I almost always choked with her at the back. Now that she has been able to get out of Ye Ting thanks to her favor, I wonder if she will bear hatred in her heart because of his previous attitude towards her—
When I thought of this, I would be hated by Su Kui, and I actually felt that my heart was gripped by the invisible big hands, and my feet felt like roots, unable to move.
Yingluo was pinching Su Kui's cold legs, turning his head and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a vague figure outside, thinking that the master had ordered no outsiders to come in and disturb him, so she asked: "Who is outside?"
"Ah—" Nan Xuange moved his eyes, "It's me..."
"The Nine Princes?"
"Xuan Ge?"
The two voices sounded almost at the same time, Yingluo's voice was louder, but Nan Xuange could clearly distinguish the other weak balance spring, the voice from Su Kui.