Absolute Love Concubine Leng-My wife

Chapter 48
After the man thanked him, he went back to the house, and the waiter scratched his scalp and left.

Close the door, go to the side of the bag, take out a cloak and put it on the man, hesitantly said, "My lord, your health is getting worse and worse, the imperial doctor told you to rest in peace of mind, why did you travel so far to come here?" here".He really didn't understand, isn't there a dance forest conference here, but what does it have to do with the prince.

The man's hood has faded, and his entire face is exposed to the air. His black hair is fixed with a silver hairpin, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, and his face is like a jade crown. His skin is sickly pale, but even so, the eyebrows and eyes are still unchanged from ancient times. Warm and flowing, it makes everyone who sees it deeply infiltrated.

At this moment, the young man slightly raised his brows, and his voice was as crisp as jade beads falling on a plate, "I want to know, is she here?"The young man lowered his head, his eyebrows were in a fixed gesture.

Yes, regardless of the health of the body, traveling thousands of miles, traveling and traveling, just want to know if you will appear here.

She, who is she, Hao Xuan frowned, looked down at the prince, and then he understood a little bit in his heart, every time he thinks of that person, the prince is like this, which makes people feel distressed.

Poured a cup of tea and put it in the palm of the lord, Haoxuan said, "My lord, I'm going to grab the medicine and I'll be back in a while. Before I come back, my lord, you must not go out alone."The prince's martial arts was completely lost in a serious illness ten years ago, and he was weak and sick. Now the prince is just like an ordinary person.

"En", she responded lightly, but still didn't raise her head.

Opening the door, it happened that Xiaoer was about to deliver food to the guests in the opposite room, the gray-clothed boy opened the door, and Hao Xuan saw a white-clothed woman sitting at the table with her back to his direction, without a face in sight.

There was wind blowing from outside the window, blowing the woman's long hair, blowing through the crack of the door, and blowing towards this side, blowing up the young man's light blue clothes, so the faint fragrance spread to the tip of the nose, and the warm eyebrows frowned slightly, outside the window The sunlight was split by the window lattice into tiny silhouettes in twos and threes, one beam was projected on the young man's side face, desolate and silent, while the dust that was blown up by the way was flying around his side, which was very clear under the sparse light and shadow.

Turning his head almost instinctively, the young man's eyes are shredded sunlight, cracked dust, with memories that have penetrated time, looking back, but only see the closed dark red door, tightly isolated everything outside the door.

After staring blankly for a long time, the young man lowered his head and smiled wryly, is he really insane, but, why, I think you are so close to me.

Yun Ruocheng suddenly felt a stagnation in her heart, and she couldn't help herself instantly due to the pain, but just for a moment, the pain disappeared. After taking the chopsticks handed over by Mo Ruyu, Yun Ruocheng thought that it might be because she was too tired recently, so she We ate.

After eating, Yun Ruocheng meditated and practiced. She sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes, and entered a state of ecstasy. What she learned was Ling Aoyun's top-secret inner power Ziyue Divine Kungfu. This Ziyue Divine Kungfu has eight layers. It took ten years to reach the sixth level, even the master said it was rare, and it took the master 30 years to practice to reach the seventh level.

This Ziyue Divine Kungfu is just internal strength, but everyone in the Jianghu knows that this Ziyue Divine Kungfu is the unique skill of the white-haired Shura Ling Aoyun, and it sweeps the martial arts world, and no one can surpass it Even Gui Shaoxiong, the head of the Diancang faction with the highest reputation in the world, and Fan Yutian, the head of the Duoluo tribe, are incomparable. It is a pity that this Ling Aoyun is extremely low-key, only knowing that he created a Xuanluo sect, There is very little news about him or Xuan Luomen in Jianghu.

The master once told her that Ziyue Divine Kungfu is an extremely profound internal method. It can not only practice kung fu to protect the body, but also heal wounds and renew pulse. With exquisite swordsmanship, it can be unrivaled in martial arts and dominate the world.

Mo Ruyin stood by the door with his sword in his arms to protect her, watching the possible situations around him.

The sun was streaming down slowly, everything was so quiet, when Haoxuan pushed open the door, he saw the young man standing by the window, looking at the distant sky and meditating, his slender figure in green clothes and black hair seemed to have separated from this world of mortals Ordinary, but seeing the tenderness in his eyes the moment he turned his eyes, proved that he has not left the world of mortals, and is still struggling in this desert of mortals.

It is only a few meters away, but it has gone through ten years of life and death, countless days and nights, during which the struggles and wandering, the love words with low eyebrows, and deep lovesickness, except for the ravings in the midnight dream, the nodding and turning thoughts, Who knows.

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