Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

---It seems to be attracted by some kind of magnetism while the wave light flows, and it cannot be moved---

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Jun Ziyan admired his keen power of observation, he laughed nonchalantly and said, "It's not a loss, it's better to heal your wounds quietly. Anyway, it's a blessing in misfortune to be able to save a life now. It's not a hindrance, but Ziyan, it seems that he owes the prince another favor, alas, this 'favor' is really more expensive than money."

Su Shajue laughed uncontrollably at the still light and unchanging words, frowned, and said: "You only remember these, why, does the favor owed to the king make you feel uncomfortable, Tea Master Jun?" He didn't understand, why would she make up the phrase 'a favor is hard to repay' every time?

"I'm just afraid of owing 'favor', because if the prince needs Ziyan again and I can't pay it back, then who will you ask for it?" Junziyan met his gaze and asked with a wry smile.She was brought here inexplicably, she didn't know how long she would stay here, if she went back suddenly, wouldn't she owe him a lifelong debt of affection?

Hearing these words, Su Shajue's heart was inexplicably dull, and he wanted to say something, but found that there was nothing to refute, and he suppressed it in his heart depressedly.

Sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and finally said lightly: "Then you pay it back now. Before Han'er comes back, I hope you can live well and take care of yourself, Master Jun. After all, you are the 'master' that Han'er recognizes in his heart."

"It seems that I have an additional identity of 'Master'." Jun Ziyan smiled again, thinking of the little old man, the kindness in Jun Ziyan's eyes revealed, and asked: "Should Xiaohan go to Peach Blossom Valley?" ?” That kid is not there, I am too used to it.

A layer of tenderness instantly appeared on the pale face, which brightened Su Shajue's sullen and cold heart.

Seeing her talking about her son, Susha Juetan's eyes gradually showed her doting on him. He opened the brocade box, took out the snow gauze, a small white porcelain bottle and silver scissors, and gently lifted Jun Ziyan up. All the flowers faded to a dark color: "How could it be so fast? The Peach Blossom Valley is in the sea, and Han'er's voyage will take three days. Don't worry, he will send a letter back home when the time comes. If you miss him, just send a letter." yes."

The gentleman responded lightly, and joked with a smile: "Don't tell me, I'm not used to that kid's absence, and I don't know how long his foot needs to be healed."

Thinking of the reluctance of the kid who was hiding tears in her arms yesterday, she would feel depressed in her chest. Maybe every woman has a maternal potential, which will always be manifested unintentionally. Maybe Gu Xiyan's maternal awareness is still there. Are you there?

"Don't worry, Han'er's broken knee is not born. If he treats it carefully, he will definitely recover. But you, the injury is critical, and you need to recuperate well. You can't move rashly in these fifteen days, so as not to tear the wound, you know?" Su Su The deep and deep eyes of the pool are soft and light, and the tenderness is enough to make any woman fall in love with her.

For a moment, Jun Ziyan looked at him with a dull expression, and was captured by the tenderness in his deep eyes.

A trace of unknown emotion flashed across the clear and clear eyes. Now that I think about it, I just feel that the topic of the two of them just now is a bit like a parent's discord, the feeling of an old couple talking about their son?

The appearance of such a horrifying thought made her even more unbelievable. She said that so naturally just now, but he, what?Is it an illusion?

After a long while, Susha saw that she was silent, with doubts in his eyes, he inadvertently reached out to stroke her forehead, and asked in a worried voice: "Ziyan, but what's wrong? Does the wound still hurt?"

Ziyan?Jun Ziyan was stunned and suffocated.

The breath on the man's body carried a faint sullen and elegant fragrance, and his warm palm stroked Jun Ziyan's forehead, and within a moment, a suspicious blush rose on Jun Ziyan's face.

Panic flashed in her eyes, she immediately pulled his hand down, and coughed lightly: "It's okay, I just feel a little dry." Jun Ziyan seriously despises herself in her heart, why does she have the feeling of falling into the gentle trap set by the man in front of her? illusion?

This is too strange!

Her thin white and boneless catkins covered Su Shajue's hand, and his expression froze for a moment. He was surprised to see that she hadn't let go, and Su Shajue felt a complicated feeling in his heart. Wanted to remind, but swallowed the words again, and finally became: "Then, how about the king pour you a cup of tea?" The sullen and cold voice came out, a little sandy.

"No need, cough, the weather is really hot." Jun Ziyan grinned, but immediately ran away when he met his deep eyes, scolding himself for being useless in his heart, what happened to her?

For a moment, both of them fell into an awkward silence.

At this time, Jun Ziyan's face is red with cherry blossoms, the blue silk is like silk, elegant and bright, her quiet and beautiful face is as clean as water, and she is lined with the snow-colored and flawless cloud gauze gown, which adds a bit of cool and elegant temperament to her. The arrogance is still there, but it is even more seductive in such a calm expression.

In an instant, Su Shajue's lonely and distant eyes could only accommodate the woman in front of him.

The eyes moved down, and the hands of the two touched each other intimately, as if the temperature of the two was soaked and blended at this moment.

Suddenly, Su Shajue only felt that the lake in his heart seemed to be gently slid by a light feather, with layers of ripples encircling it, which he couldn't hide, throbbing uncontrollably. Na all seems to be flowing to break the ambiguity of the unknown.

This feeling of ease made him reluctant to break it, and he was unwilling to let himself be greedy to keep it, even if it was only for a few moments, he still felt satisfied.

After a long while, Jun Ziyan saw that he was silent, but felt strange, raised his eyes suspiciously and asked inexplicably: "My lord, what's wrong with you? Don't you want to change Ziyan's medicine?"

However, this question stunned Su Shajue, with a kind of helplessness in her elegant smile.

It turned out that the always arrogant gentleman's words were so confused, Su Shajue only felt that it was new, and suddenly became playful, and raised his lips and said: "Then I want to ask the tea master, why are you holding my hand so tightly?" Don't let it go? In this way, this king wants to change the medicine like this?"

Hearing this, Jun Ziyan was taken aback, looked down and realized that it was true, shit, nnd, hell, his hand is shamelessly grabbing someone.

In an instant, Jun Ziyan let go of the other party in a panic, and said with a dry smile: "It was purely an accident, please don't mind, my lord."

It's rare to see such an embarrassment from the iron-mouthed and bronze-toothed gentleman, and Su Shajue became even more playful, the warmth in his hands still lingered, making his eyes deep, and gradually leaned over, smiled at her, and asked: "What do you mind? Don't mind tea master Jun's frivolity just now, or don't mind tea master Jun's inadvertent invasion? Hmm?"

Every time the man uttered, he would pounce on Jun Ziyan's embarrassing face, causing her to fall backwards subconsciously. Her face was full of red clouds, like a blooming red crabapple. Her heart was palpitating and frantic, and she cursed inwardly: Damn, isn't this kid too abnormal?

"I said it was an accident." Jun Ziyan only felt that the man in front of him was really deceiving him too much, so he retorted loudly.

The roar of the Lion in the River East is frightening, but at this time, Jun Ziyan's appearance is very pleasant, Qingming stared at the man in front of him fiercely with cut eyes, if she hadn't been injured at this time, I believe Su Shajue would have already died killed in action'.

Seeing this reaction, Su Shajue couldn't help laughing, Quan Lin's voice was as loud as the Qingyuan Mountains, his elegant and elegant smile made everything pale, the gentleman said that he was even more annoyed when he saw him laughing wildly, and stretched out his hand to attack his shoulder, Cursed angrily: "Damn it, you're still laughing!"

However, Su Shajue deftly blocked her wrist, and in an instant, both of them were startled, their eyes collided, and they seemed to be attracted by some kind of magnetism, unable to move.