Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 677 Sealing acupuncture points with gold needles!

Chapter 677: Sealing Acupoints with Golden Needles!

"That's fine, just forget it." The high priest sighed.

The clan elders exchanged glances tacitly, and immediately understood, and nodded along, "It's a pity to see it."

Maybe it's God's will, if this girl doesn't forget the past, if she doesn't forget Bei Chenyan, she won't be able to live at all, they just want this girl to be fine, and there will be no more accidents, she can't bear it , they are even more ah!

For the rest, let it happen.

For that, they have to be selfish.

Nalan Xueyi was silent, the white clothes were faintly covered with a layer of golden light, as if warm and then cold, her lonely pupils were faint, and she didn't speak anymore.

The high priest said with a hoarse voice, word by word, "Remember, no one is allowed to mention the past to Yueyatou, especially the word Beichenyan. Anyone who speaks nonsense will be Huangfu Yunyi's fate!"

Everyone nodded.

Even if the high priest doesn't say it, they will.

A lesson learned from the past, no one dared to risk Ling Xiyue's life.

They were still worrying about how they would deal with this girl if she woke up, but they never thought that even the gods would pity them and the old men, so it couldn't be better.

Huangfu Haofeng remained silent all this time, at this moment, he waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Go down and rest, everyone has been worried about Yue'er for the past few days, and everyone hasn't closed their eyes much. As for the matter of the ghost clan, I know it well. Discuss later."

The clan elders nodded and left one after another. Huangfu Haofeng glanced at the especially frail figure of the high priest, looked deeply, but quickly moved away, "You stay, Xueyi, I still have something to say to you."

He called Nalan Xueyi to stop.

And Nalan Xueyi didn't seem to have planned to leave at all, and kept standing where he was, nodding his head when he heard this.

Huangfu Haofeng stared deeply at Nalan Xueyi, staring at him for a long time, after everyone had left the hall, Huangfu Haofeng finally opened his mouth, with an inexplicable and deep voice, "Xueyi, you did it, right?"

"Yes." Nalan Xueyi responded with one word.

Huangfu Haofeng did not expect that he would confess so quickly.

In fact, Nalan Xueyi never wanted to hide it, otherwise, with his meticulous thinking and calm temperament, how could he be seen by others? Standing there, he seemed to be waiting for Huangfu Haofeng's words. this question.

Huangfu Haofeng looked at him helplessly, "You are honest."

Yue'er's amnesia is quite strange, and there are many secret methods passed down in the Snow Clan. He had heard Ronghua mention it before. real.

"Juniors dare not lie." Nalan Xueyi raised her eyes, and met Huangfu Haofeng's eyes that seemed to have deep meaning.

Huangfu Haofeng stood with his hands behind his back, took a deep breath and let it out heavily, he didn't know what to say at this moment.

Nalan Xueyi lowered his eyes, thick eyelashes covered the turbulent ups and downs in his eyes, and his low voice was barely audible, "I know this method is wrong, but I have no choice, Xiyue wants to live a good life, she just Can forget the past."

Huangfu Haofeng fell silent, for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

Because even he didn't know whether it was good or bad for his daughter.

But as Nalan Xueyi said, apart from sealing her memory, there is no other way to keep Ling Xiyue alive. Even if she lives for revenge, what about after revenge?No solution.

The shadow of the sun shone through the window sills, reflecting Nalan Xueyi's quiet pupils, flashing a little cloudy light, and the indifferent red lips with a cherry red color evoked an inexplicable arc at this time, "Maybe it's wrong, but I do not regret."

He admitted his mistake, but the tone of his voice was not calm, firm and decisive.

Huangfu Haofeng listened, at this moment, he no longer questioned Nalan Xueyi, did he have any selfishness?
People are not sages, it is impossible to have no desires and no thoughts, Xue Yi treats Yue'er like life and treasure, much more than his father has done, at this time, how can I have the heart to blame him again.

This is the end of the matter, and this may be the best ending.

Now her daughter is alive and well by her side, and there is no collapse or despair in her eyes, but open-mindedness and cheerfulness in her eyes. Although she is no longer intimate as before, those are not important.

The important thing is that none of them lost her, and she will be happy and live a good life.

"Forget it, you go down." Huangfu Haofeng waved his hand wearily.

Nalan Xueyi folded his hands and bowed lightly, turned and left.

His eyes were calm and determined.

I'm sorry, Xiyue.

But if he chooses again, he will still do it.

The man's pupils, which had always been frozen and silent, now faintly shone with a warm light that seemed to be hopeful. He also admitted that he did have selfish intentions, and he was willing to trade the fate of falling into Avici Hell for eternity. Delusional, this little chance.

Even if there is no redemption in the beginning, I will not hesitate!

"Could it be that this is fate?" Seeing Nalan Xueyi gradually disappearing in front of his eyes, Huangfu Haofeng suddenly felt tired, full of worries, and with his thoughts running wild, he left the side hall and walked towards Fengxue step by step. live in the past.

In the past few days, the sea has been sunny and sunny.

During the day, the sky was as clear as blue, and the sky was cloudless.

The blue sea and the blue sky form a beautiful arc on the horizon, stretching endlessly towards both sides. At a glance, the beauty is open and the beauty is comfortable.

On Wangdao, there is a picture of a peaceful fairyland outside the world.

Cangyun Peak, on the edge of the cliff outside the Book Pavilion, is the oldest cherry tree on Wangdao, probably thousands of years old.

It stands leaning against the cliff, its rhizomes are intertwined and entangled in the cliff rocks, and the flowers are blooming into the clouds. At this time, it is the season of late cherry blossoms, and the petals are shaken off by the wind, and they are thrown into one piece on the ground, just like a pink carpet. Occasionally, emerald green grass emerges.

If you don't stare carefully, no one will notice that there is a person lying among the branches of the ancient tree.

Ling Xiyue was lying on the branch of a tree, her slender legs were crossed, and she was still high on the tree trunk, holding a book in one hand and a green fruit in the other, while reading the book, she gnawed on it from time to time. A few mouthfuls.

That incomparably comfortable appearance is so unrestrained.

"Tsk tsk, this Ling Xiyue is really born with a good life..." Ling Xiyue put the book aside and once again lamented "my" good life. These days, she also roughly touched the situation of the "original owner" through.

Ling Xiyue, Miss Di Ji of the Huangfu family, the only daughter of Huangfu Haofeng who is in power on the throne, and the only heir of the family.

This Huangfu family is even more powerful. The hermit family that has lasted for thousands of years, although they seem to live in seclusion and have been passed down from generation to generation on the paradise of Nanyu, in fact, their power runs through the five continents. of fighter jets.

Ling Xiyue can be said to be a collection of thousands of loves!
As for how she was injured, it was said that she almost fell into a rut because of her practice. In order to save her, the high priest gave her all of her skills. That's hundreds of years of skills.
Do you think this is annoying?
A real winner in life!
(End of this chapter)