In the dark and unclear palace, Chu Yue suddenly opened her eyes and woke up, sitting upright.
What surprised her was that her severely injured body was completely healed, and she was even more relaxed and comfortable than before!
A look of doubt flashed in the girl's eyes, and then she threw away the dream scene in her mind, and looked at the silhouette of a figure not far away with vigilance like a leopard.
A wheelchair, a man's back, half of his body almost lost in the darkness.
He turned the wheelchair with his hands and slowly turned to face Chu Yue, revealing a face with some scars.
"Your injury has healed. The third elder is waiting for you outside." Xu Huangyan said.
"Old Shenxuan Pavilion, Mr. Xu."
Chu Yue looked at the man's face without timidity, and then at the pair of wasted legs, "Are you the one who saved my mother and insisted on refining medicine for her?"
It's a question, but the tone is unusually determined.
"What a smart little girl." Xu Huangyan whispered.
"That's ridiculous."
Although Chu Yue calmed down, she still did not relax her guard: "Mr. Xu holds a position in the Yaoshen Sect and the Shenxuan College, and he has only come to the Shenxuan College in the past two years. The smell of plum blossoms in the house reminds me of my mother.
An old friend loves plum blossoms."
Xu Huangyan chuckled softly and said slowly: "How can the plum blossoms smell fragrant without being chilled to the bone? I come from a humble background, and it was your mother who inspired me with these words. She is a woman that no one can forget."
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"The scars on Master Xu's face are not difficult to remove. With Master Xu's medical skills, the medicine should be effective." Chu Yue asked doubtfully.
She knew that Xu Huangyan's legs were broken after running wildly for half a month while being poisoned to save Mu Qinghuang.
"Your mother said that this is very cute. She made me not care about what the world says."
When Xu Huangyan talked about Mu Qinghuang, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were very gentle, his eyes were shining with hope, and there was also a hint of unspeakable pain.
In the hall, Xu Huangyan sighed faintly: "It's a pity that I failed to protect her back then and allowed her to be persecuted by the traitor. But if we wait a little longer, Uncle Xu can refine the antidote for her."
Chu Yue's breathing was slightly suffocated, and there was a rare look of expectation in her eyes.
She is a person who is not favored by her mother, and she is also looking forward to the day when she can meet her mother.
Perhaps, Mu Qinghuang could soothe her heart that had been hurt by her relatives.
"Master Xu, thank you for your efforts." Chu Yue said.
The third elder's voice came from outside, and Chu Yue stood up, "Master is still worried, it's time for me to say goodbye."
"Xiaoyue."
Xu Huangyan stopped her.
The girl stopped and looked at the enigmatic man sitting in the wheelchair.
The two stood and sat, looking at each other for a long time in the quiet light.
"Have you met Emperor Ye Tian?" Xu Huangyan asked.
"I saw it in Chaoyang Hall."
"Do you think he's okay?"
"Whether it's good or not can't be judged by just one encounter, but the impression is good." Chu Yue told the truth.
"He is a very strong man. He has been standing in the clouds since he was born. It's late at night, Xiaoyue, go back. Come to Uncle Xu more often when you have free time."
Xu Huangyan smiled like a gentle gentleman, even the scars on his face were no longer ferocious.
When Chu Yue stepped out, she was thinking about Xu Huangyan's words and didn't understand Xu Huangyan's deeper meaning.
Xu Huangyan was the only one left in the huge room. He took out a scroll, which showed Mu Qinghuang's unparalleled beauty and beauty.
The tears in Xu Huangyan's eyes slid down his face and fell on the scroll, quietly smearing on the cinnabar mole between Mu Qinghuang's eyebrows.
The night was dim, Xu Huangyan lowered his head and cried: "Emperor Ye Tian, you have hurt Qinghuang once, and I will never let you hurt Xiaoyue."