The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 367 Chapter 366: Gu Qingyun Knows Jing Moyan's Secret

When Yan returned, he stared at the slowly approaching figure, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

The halo in the hall shrouded Yun Ranyue's body, and the brilliance circulated on the stunning silhouette, reflecting that this face was unparalleled in the world.

How familiar was this face when Yan returned home.

He never thought that the master of the Great Jin who covered the sky with one hand turned out to be him.
After living together in the Dajin Palace for so many years, this is the first time he discovered this secret.

As Yun Ranyue approached, Yan Guishi stood firm and lowered his eyes to hide the horror in his eyes.

A step away from him, Yun Ranyue stopped and looked at him with clear eyes: "Surprised?"

The tone is flat, as if ordinary.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

When Yan returned home, she still lowered her eyes, as if she didn't dare to look at him.

Yun Ranyue's brows and eyes were faint, and she looked away from him: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have grown up a lot."

When he first came to Dajin as a proton, he was only about 11 years old.

When Yan returned, he whispered: "I didn't expect, Qi"

Yun Ranyue interrupted: "In Dajin, call our teacher."

"Sorry, I forgot."

When Yan returned home, she understood that Yun Ranyue didn't want others to know his other identity.

He raised his eyes, his clear eyes were mottled with broken light, and he asked cautiously: "Can I see sister Zhuohua?"

"No, she is in a coma," Yun Ranyue said indifferently.

When Yan returned, she lowered her eyes, looking lonely.

Yun Ranyue said again: "When she wakes up, I can ask her to visit you."

This time, the tone is a little more relaxed.

When Yan returned, her complexion couldn't help but improve: "Thank you."

Yun Ranyue stopped talking and turned back to the hall.

When Yan returned home, she pursed her lips and looked at his back, complicated and dark eyes flashed in her clear eyes, and then she turned around and left.

At Xu time, the sky is getting darker and the lights are bright.

In the study of Prince Jingli's mansion, Zhiwen knocked on the door and reported, "My lord, Miss Gu Wu is here."

"Let her in."

Jing Moyan's tone sounded weak.

Zhiwen outside the door bent down to Gu Qingyun: "Miss Fifth, please."

"Thank you."

Gu Qingyun pushed the door open and went in, and saw Jing Moyan sitting on a chair, her face was a little pale, and her complexion was not very good.

"Miss Qingyun, sit down," Jing Moyan smiled at her, still as gentle as ever, "Miss Qingyun came to show me her body?"

"Is your lord alright?"

Gu Qingyun sat opposite him, with a half-drinked cup of tea in front of her, as if someone had just been in this room.

"It's nothing serious." Jing Moyan smiled, removed the half cup of tea in front of her, took a new tea cup and put it in front of Gu Qingyun, and poured her a new cup of tea.

Gu Qingyun lowered her eyes, watching him pour tea for her, "I saw what happened last night."

Jing Moyan stopped pouring the tea, the tea was full, he put down the teapot, and smiled lightly: "Which part did Miss Qingyun see?"

When he saved Nan Zhuohua, or when he finished saving Nan Zhuohua.

Gu Qingyun didn't know what "those parts" he was talking about, because when she arrived, there was no one around but him, and she didn't know anything about what happened before.

She answered truthfully: "Last night at the back mountain of Zhenguo Temple, I saw arrows and corpses all over the ground. There must have been a big battle there. In the end, I also met the prince."

Jing Moyan was surprised: "So it was you who sent me back last night."

Gu Qingyun nodded: "It's me."

Last night, Jing Moyan fell ill and didn't have any consciousness. When he wanted to suck Gu Qingyun's blood, she stabbed him unconscious with a hairpin, and then Gu Qingyun took him down the mountain.

Gu Qingyun casually found an empty room for him, arranged it, and left. After all, it's not good for others to see the two of them alone in the same room, let alone in the holy land of Buddhism, maybe it will be the next Gu Zhixuan and Jing Yuanyi.

When Jing Moyan woke up, it was already midnight, and Zhiwen was waiting by his side, but Zhiwen didn't know anything about what had happened before, so a young novice told him which meditation room Jing Moyan was in, and Zhiwen found it by himself. past.

Zhiwen didn't know why his prince was there.

Jing Moyan only knew that after he rescued Nan Zhuohua, he immediately hid when he heard Yun Ranyue's voice, and after Yun Ranyue left with Nan Zhuohua in his arms, he had no memory of what happened next.

Jing Moyan knew that he must have committed a serious illness and was taken down the mountain by someone, but he didn't expect that person to be Gu Qingyun.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Gu Qingyun said quietly: "I know that the physique of the prince is different from ordinary people, and even the wound can heal in the blink of an eye."

Suddenly remembered, when she came to the house to look for him last time, he was playing the piano, and the strings of the piano were obviously broken and cut his fingertips, but when she checked, she didn't find the wound. At first, she thought it was her own misreading. .

Thinking about it now, his wound probably healed in the blink of an eye, so she didn't find the wound at the beginning.

"It seems that Miss Qingyun knows about it." Jing Moyan licked the corners of his lips lightly, his expression calm.

Presumably, she couldn't possibly not know.

There were still a few arrows stuck in his body at the time, and she probably discovered it when she was bandaging his wound.

Gu Qingyun didn't panic, she was still calm: "Is the illness in the prince's body related to these?"

Jing Moyan leaned back slightly, and pointed to the position of his heart: "It can be said that it's all related to this place."

Whether it was the sudden illness at that time, or the healing of the wound in the blink of an eye, it was all related to his heart.

Gu Qingyun saw him pointing at the position of the heart, and frowned: "Heart?"

Jing Moyan nodded.

Gu Qingyun was puzzled: "Is the prince's heart different from our ordinary people's heart?"

Jing Moyan said with a meaningful smile, "It was the same before, but it's different later."

Gu Qingyun didn't quite understand, she was confused.

"Then, is there any way to cure the illness on the prince's body?"

Jing Moyan raised his eyes to look at her, and the smile on his lips did not diminish: "Miss Qingyun has treated me for so many years, is it cured?"

Meaning, it can't be cured at all.

Gu Qingyun's aphasia, after so many years of treatment, is indeed not cured.

In the past, the medicine she researched could help alleviate it, but now, every time he fell ill, it became more and more serious.

Moreover, it seemed that only blood could alleviate his condition.

Gu Qingyun really wants to know what kind of disease he is.

This kind of curiosity is not only because of her deep affection for Jing Moyan and her desire to heal his body, but also because of her desire to explore some difficult and miscellaneous diseases as a doctor.

Gu Qingyun sat up straight, looked at Jing Moyan solemnly, the infatuation in her eyes overflowed inadvertently, and said softly: "No matter what the prince looks like in the future, Qingyun's affection for the prince will not change."

Jing Moyan turned the teacup in his hand, shook his head and sighed softly, "I don't deserve Miss Qingyun's unwavering affection."

"Then how can Feng Yao deserve the prince's unwavering affection?" Gu Qingyun curled her red lips with a cold smile.

Jing Moyan looked at the tea in the cup, condensed it slightly, and then smiled lightly: "She deserves it."

(End of this chapter)