"Is that so..." Qianxun touched his head and couldn't find anything to say for a while.
"Well, thank you anyway. Without you, I, Qianxun, would not be here today. Regarding my heartache..."
"Retreat and practice for three days. This is the formula."
Bingzhu didn't even look at her and took out a small piece of paper from his arms.
This paper is so delicate, white, and has patterns on the edges.[
At first glance, Qianxun thought it was a modern thing.
Qianxun took it and found some methods on how to gather spiritual skills to relieve the accumulation of qi in the chest. Could it be that the previous heartache and chest tightness were caused by the lack of flow of qi in the body and accumulation in the chest, which pressed the heart?
"Xiaolong...have you learned well during this period?"
Qianxun thought of the watery little guy and couldn't help but ask.
"Of course."
"My queen mother...why has she never come to see me?"
Qianxun tilted his head and looked at Bingzhu.
If you have your own daughter in this world, you should definitely care about her.
"She has no previous memories, so naturally she won't think of you."
Bingzhu glanced at her indifferently and sat down, his ice-sculpted face as determined as ever.
Qianxun was in a daze, and it turned out that she had forgotten.
But this is better than remembering the heartless man. Although she became a queen, her father still had a harem of three thousand. The new man laughed while the old man was sad. How could these ruthless emperors understand such a harem?
What about women’s sorrow?
"That's good. What I'm most afraid of is that she still remembers it. These injuries are very serious for a self-improving fairy."
Bingzhi didn't hum, and turned away with a darkened face.
Huh, fairies are hurt by love, but fairy men can’t?
Someone thought coldly, feeling sad for no reason.
He likes her, but he can't marry her. He promised the Purple Fairy not to get married, but how long can this kind of relationship last?
Qianxun glanced at him cautiously, and when he saw the pity in his eyes, he panicked, "Ice Palm Fairy..."
Bingzhu remained silent, silently looking at the lake surface ruffled by the autumn wind.[
"Well, I know you like me, but...I don't know anything..."
"Insolent, who likes you?"
Bingzhu jumped up, with ice-like eyes showing disgust.
Qianxun looked at him blankly, feeling helpless in his heart.
No matter how disgusted he pretends to be, he is still pitiful.
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