Xiyue pursed her lips and smiled, with a hint of hidden meaning flashing in her eyes. In the distance... the maid walked towards her hurriedly. Xiyue also stood up, answering while waiting for the maid to come.
"I never ask about senior brother's personal affairs, and it has nothing to do with me."
"Miss Xiyue, the prince is awake, please come over quickly."
The maid hurried over and before she could stand still, she grabbed Xiyue's sleeve and tried to run forward. Xiyue followed her pace and the two of them ran forward together, looking at the little maid strangely.
, Just wake up when you wake up, why are you in such a hurry, you can’t run, but unexpectedly, the maid continued.
"Hurry up, lest that vixen knows about it. It's early. Your Majesty must want to see Miss Xiyue."
…
Xiyue blinked her eyes, almost laughed, stopped talking, let go and ran forward, leaving the maid far behind. Seeing that Xiyue was impatient, the maid suddenly became very happy.
, turned around and ran towards the dining room, she had to prepare some food for the prince and princess.
…
Pushing open the door of the palace, Xiyue jumped into the inner hall, brushed aside the elegant gauze curtain, lifted the bead pendant, and walked straight towards the seventh prince's bed.
Different from the previous sad atmosphere, the hall was now clear and bright, the windows were open, the air was fresh and circulating, and the whole person felt particularly comfortable.
The person sitting on the bed drinking medicine is not the Seventh Prince Xuan Jing, who is it?
Xiyue ran to his bed, sat down, and looked at the seventh prince happily. The seventh prince raised his head and drank the medicine in one gulp. Xiyue took the handkerchief handed over by the maids and wiped his lips.
For the medicine marks on my skin, I gave it a candied fruit.
The seventh prince lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes were dyed with a soft light.
He didn't speak, but the moment he saw Xiyue, tears welled up in his eyes crazily, and they kept falling drop by drop.
He looks like a big boy.
Xiyue was startled.
With his eyes red, the Seventh Prince reached out and pulled Xiyue into his arms.
"Don't cry, aren't you alive now?"
Xiyue patted his back and coaxed her gently. Her mood was also moved along with his emotions. When she saw him just a corpse lying on the bed, she didn't know why her heart was so suffocated.
Almost out of breath.
It seems like something is missing.
The Seventh Prince lay on Xiyue's weakened shoulders, tears falling continuously. This life and death are not important at all, but when a person really experiences this disaster, the kind of panic, fear, and reluctance...it is simply impossible to
speech.
--original,
I thought I would never see Xiyue again in this life.
At the moment before his death, he realized that the one he was most reluctant to part with was Murong Xiyue, so after his death, he struggled desperately to fly out of his body, wanting to go to the world to find Xiyue.
result,
God's will was such that he actually met Xiyue and was accidentally hit by the Soul Gathering Lamp and was taken in. In the lamp, Yue Xianwen transmitted a large amount of spiritual energy to him, which allowed him to recover so quickly.
However, I'm afraid Xiyue doesn't know this.
After sitting down, the Seventh Prince told Xiyue everything that happened in the lamp, including what Yue Xianwen helped him. Only then did Xiyue understand the reason why the master's body was looming and could not last long at all.
It turns out that he injured his own soul in order to save the Seventh Prince.