After Sword Slave went out, Mercury slowly turned his head and looked quietly at the white snow outside the window, his eyes gradually revealed a faint red color.
On his face, there was sadness that he had lost his smile.
She didn't know why she felt so sad after hearing the answer.
Between her nostrils, she gently smelled the faint fragrance coming from the white embroidered plum blossom pillow. It was the cold grassy fragrance that belongs to Gongzi, and it was her favorite smell.
That man was handsome and graceful, with jade trees facing the wind and majestic appearance, but he was not something she could reach.
The smile on the corner of the mouth is a bit bitter and a bit sweet.
She cannot be his confidante, but she is willing to be his slave and serve him all the time, and that is enough.
But why is my heart so bitter?
He raised his head and sniffed sharply, as if he wanted to suck everything into his stomach, so that he wouldn't feel sad.
She shouldn't ask for too much.
But unexpectedly, I looked around and saw a man holding a long sword under the flying snow. He was making moves with the sword. The sword rose and fell like a startling rainbow, gorgeous and beautiful. Every move seemed ordinary, but it was
The attack was so violent that flying snow scattered everywhere.
There was a stern expression on his face.
That cold face, unparalleled handsomeness, dressed in white, facing the wind and snow, seemed not to be afraid of any severe cold, just rising and falling.
His swordsmanship is precise and exquisite.
The sword seemed to be alive in his hand, with a windy movement. However, it seemed that there was no smell of blood, and instead it had a cold winter atmosphere.
The proud coldness in his body can be exuded at any time.
Mercury looked at him, fascinated.
She really thought that her whole life would be like this.
She didn't ask for much, she was content if she could just look at him all the time.
As soon as he smiled, his ordinary face, now covered in pustules, glowed with an intoxicating light.
Shui Yue felt the gaze coming from the window. When she turned around, she ran into those happy eyes. She would always be like this, with a happy smile every moment.
He didn't understand why people who had suffered so much could still be so contented.
Doesn't she have any complaints about others?
Always have that happy smile and happy eyes, as if nothing in the world can shake it.
But he didn't know that he actually loved seeing such eyes so much.
Because her happiness seems to be conveyed to others through those clear eyes.
Just looking at her made him feel happy.
He is always indifferent to people and things, never takes it seriously, and never cares too much.
But facing her, he couldn't do it.
He knew very well that it was definitely not for that similar face, because he could clearly tell the difference between her and her, and no one could replace her in his heart.
Even she can't.
After a final turn, the long sword danced away, and he turned over. His posture was outstanding, like a god falling from the sky. He was soaring in the white snow, blending with the white snow.
Another leap, and the person disappeared from the window.
Mercury's eyes showed disappointment.
But she still stubbornly refused to look away, just wanting to wait for him to dance to the window again.
But, it didn't.
Then I saw the sword slave walking in with a black concoction in his hand: "Sister Mercury, the medicine is here!"
As he spoke, he put the concoction on the small table in front of the bed and blew it on gently. He looked very considerate. Looking at Mercury like this, anyone with a little sympathy would feel sorry for her unconsciously.
of.
Her injury this time, through the sword slave's exaggeration, has successfully won the hearts of everyone in the plum garden.
Mercury slowly withdrew his reluctant gaze, looked at the sword slave, and smiled softly. The wound on his mouth hurt slightly, and his brows furrowed slightly, but no matter what her movements were, at this time it seemed
Not sure yet.
She glanced at the concoction.
But Sword Slave thought she was afraid of hardship, so he smiled and took out two sugar beads from his arms and said: "Although this medicine is a bit bitter, sister Mercury, don't be afraid. Grandma has thought of it a long time ago and asked me to
I brought you two sugar beads!"
He said and handed it to Mercury.
When Mercury looked at it, his eyes turned red again.
Although the sugar beads are ordinary, they contain too much emotion.
She is not afraid of bitterness. She has taken even the most bitter medicine. Over the years, she has become accustomed to the taste of medicinal herbs. No matter how bitter it is, it has no effect in her mouth.
"Thank you..." she said slowly and in a dumb voice.
"Sister Mercury, you don't have to say thank you! Drink this medicine quickly. Young Master said that you should drink this medicine while it's hot. It can dissipate the toxins on your skin. Then at night, let the maid sister take you there.
Take a dip in the hot spring in the plum garden, and then apply medicine to you, which will help detoxify your skin." The sword slave said slowly.
Then he seemed to remember something and murmured: "I don't know what the young master is thinking. The hot spring water is so good. When I come back that day, I should take you to wash it and apply medicine in time. Go now."
It’s a bit of a missed opportunity.”
When Mercury heard this, he frowned and asked with some uncertainty: "When I come back that day, won't anyone take me to wash it that day?"
"No! It's just the maids and sisters in the garden who are talking!" the sword slave replied unintentionally.
As for Mercury, when he heard this sentence, he felt like his whole body was on fire, burning all the way to his toes.
If she wasn't covered in pustules at this moment, she would have turned into a cooked shrimp.
That day, although she was in a dizzy state, she clearly remembered that someone took her into the water, and the water was warm and smooth to the touch.
The person leaning behind him is strong and powerful.
There were too many things to do after she woke up, so she never thought about it. When Jingjian Nu mentioned it, she thought about it again.
If it were not the maids who bathed her, who would it be?
She recalled that at that time, there was always her favorite scent of grass around her, supporting everything she had.
She understood that it couldn't be a dream, because she didn't know there was a hot spring in the plum garden or that she needed hot spring water to treat her skin. So it was impossible for her to have such a dream.
But she tried hard to recall, but she couldn't remember the face of the person holding her at that time. At that time, her whole body was exhausted and in pain, and her eyes were so swollen that she couldn't open them at all.
The person was already unconscious. He only vaguely remembered such a thing, but he couldn't remember it.
"Sister Mercury, the medicine is going cold!" Sword Slave saw Mercury standing there, so he called.
Mercury came to his senses and turned even redder. If he were the young master...
Do they already have skin-to-skin intimacy?
(Haha, I’m so happy to see that the tickets and gold medals have increased. I’ll update it at 11 o’clock...)