The prince laughed softly and said: "Fangfei, do you know? Li Yi was the most sympathetic to you at the beginning."
"Really?"
"He came from the Southern Dynasties, which had an enlightened culture. He said that the Southern Dynasties had long abolished human sacrifice. Only tyrants like Jie and Zhou would sacrifice people. This tradition in our northern country is very shameful..."
Because of this sentence, Fang Fei's favorable impression of Li Yi greatly increased. Only then did she realize that the calm and taciturn young man was not the same as Luo Jia and others.
Seeing that the prince was tired from talking, Fang Fei helped him lie down, and after seeing that it was getting late, she was about to leave. As soon as she turned around, the prince stopped her and took out something from the sachet beside the pillow: "Fang Fei, here you go.
you……"
When she saw it, it turned out to be the same blue crystal apple.
"Andre sent someone to send this back, saying that you had fallen off the cliff and died... I thought it was your relic... At that time, I was really sad... Haha, Fangfei, of course I won't be sad now, I am really
happy."
Her eyes were hot, she took the apple and silently held it in her arms. She felt a little happy just because he collected this apple and commemorated it so carefully. It turned out that he had also been like this for his own death.
Sad and missed.
A spring breeze blew through the girl's heart. She did not dare to look at the prince's eyes anymore and turned her head slightly to avoid him.
"Fangfei, if you have any inconvenience here, please tell me in time and I will send someone to make arrangements for you immediately."
"Thank you, Prince."
"Don't keep thanking me. It was you who cured me, so I should thank you..." He was worried. She had a special status, but his father brought her into the palace at all costs, so he had the obligation to protect her safety.
But how could he protect her like this?
Her voice was even lower and she was excited: "Prince, you saved my life, I know, I know..."
He stared at her face under the Qingtian Taoist robe. After removing the snow-white gauze shirt, she lost the mysterious elegance, but gained a bit more youthful vitality. Her eyebrows, her lips, and her red apple-like appearance
face...even the girl's delicate, energetic hands...