Magpie looked at his little book boy's dress and thought it was very funny. Moreover, the lady could also knitted faces, which was really amazing. Although Huanong was calmer, he couldn't help but laugh all the time.
"Miss, have you learned a lot about yourself in the past few months you've been out?"
Looking at the long sword on the young lady's back, Huanong felt that the young lady must have met a fairy and developed a good skill. Let's see who dares to call the young lady a waste in the future.
Hearing this, Xiyue raised her eyebrows, feeling that the sword was too conspicuous. She held the sword in her hand, stroked her chin and said with a frown.
"Sword, it would be much more convenient if you could turn into a hairpin and I could wear it on my head."
——As soon as he finished speaking, silver light flashed in front of his eyes.
While everyone was dumbfounded, Pangu's sword gradually became smaller and smaller, turning into an exquisite hairpin with a looming dragon hovering around it.
"If you are really obedient, you won't be afraid of being exposed."
Xiyue inserted the hairpin into the jade crown with satisfaction, and the three of them started playing happily, but... Xiyue was obviously a little absent-minded, and she was always a little lost.
As he walked forward, he bought something to eat, but he frowned from time to time, as if he was thinking about something.
"Hey, it's Chunfengdeyi Palace."
When I looked up, what suddenly appeared was the magnificent palace. Isn't it Ouyang Mingri's proud palace?
Xiyue stared intently, her eyes sparkling, but soon disappeared.
"Miss, aren't you going?"
"Magpie, when I was sick, did you notify him?"
Xiyue didn't move, she just looked up at Deyi Palace. What came to her mind was the scene of her and tomorrow together, so warm and perfect.
His heart sank, and he lowered his eyes and asked. Magpie couldn't bear it, but he couldn't lie, so he had to tell the story of that day. Xiyue's face became colder upon hearing this, and she turned around and left.
Since you won't come even if you invite me, what else is there to consider?
But when he turned to leave, he happened to see Anan pushing Ouyang Mingri back, Xiyue and the others stood in a daze, and Ouyang Mingri sat in a daze.
Anan didn't see that it was Xiyue and just said lightly.
"Chunfeng Deyi Palace will not accept any patients for the time being. Please go back."
Xiyue nodded, turned around and left with Magpie and Huanong. Tomorrow clenched the armrests of the wheelchair, staring at Xiyue's retreating background, feeling pain in her chest.
"Sir, what's wrong? It hurts again? Don't vomit blood."
Anan was frightened. As she spoke, she pushed the young master towards the Deyi Palace. It seemed that the young master's body had not recovered yet and needed to recover. In the distance, Xiyue was startled when she heard the words "vomiting blood" and turned around. , looking at Ouyang Mingri who was about to enter.
said coldly.
"Young Master is a respected doctor, why can't you cure your own illness?"
Did he vomit blood? Did he really vomit blood?
No wonder your face is so pale. Did you vomit at Yuehua Mountain that day? Why did you vomit blood? What's the problem?
Hearing Xiyue's words tomorrow, a faint sadness and smile appeared on his face, he did not look back, he just answered softly.
"Even if you are a doctor, there are things you can't do. I am not a god, so how can I do everything as I wish?"
"Let's go."
Anan pushed the young master into Deyi Palace. Xiyue listened to his words and frowned. She turned around and left a little depressed. After walking a few steps, she turned back and looked at Ouyang Mingri. She saw that he had returned to the palace, but His face was very pale, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.