Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 789 Is Yue'er Caring About Him?

Chapter 789: Is Yue'er caring about him?

Nalan Xueyi's face once again showed a trace of crimson, but his expression was still calm, and he couldn't see it at all. Hearing Ling Xiyue's words, he let out a soft "hmm", raised his eyebrows, and slightly curved his mouth, "That's true."

Yue'er, are you caring about him?
Ling Xiyue froze slightly, her face was flushed, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

For a moment, she also forgot what she was here for, and maybe she couldn't bear to say it at this time.

Although Ling Xiyue didn't have any "crooked" thoughts about the person in front of her, it didn't mean she didn't care about him.

She still cared about Nalan Xueyi, she really cared.

I also hope that he will be fine and there will be no accidents, so although what Ling Xiyue said just now was unconsciously blurted out, on the other hand, she is also subconsciously caring about him.

Nalan Xueyi clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves.

It's just Yue'er, why, why at this time?
His eyes, covered by thick eyelashes, were gradually filled with countless complicated emotions.

Why should he shake his heart, which was already vacillating and fragile, when he used all his strength and made up his mind to set her free.

He was afraid that he would drag her along with him because he was greedy for the warmth of this moment!

"Yue'er." Nalan Xueyi raised his eyes, all the thousands of thoughts in his eyes were restrained, "Didn't you say earlier that you want to see my collection?"

"Huh?" Ling Xiyue blinked.

She seemed to sound suddenly, as if there was such a thing.

It seems that she herself said that she wanted to see how many medical books Xueyi had collected.

But when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't remember when she said it, as if it happened in her previous life.

Without waiting for Ling Xiyue to think about it carefully, Nalan Xueyi smiled and said, "Not only are there many rare copies of famous doctors, but there are also many ancient books that have been passed down by the Xue clan for thousands of years, but this time they were destroyed by the ghost clan. Going to check, Yue'er, do you want to go and look with me?"

He looked into her confused eyes with deep eyes.

Yue'er, do you remember anything?
"Okay." Ling Xiyue pulled away and smiled at him.

She shook her head again, but she still didn't understand it, as if she couldn't touch the essence through a layer of veil.

Ling Xiyue went inside with Nalan Xueyi, walked through the hot spring pool, and not long after, she saw a pavilion made of black wood.

Even though most of it has been repaired, the traces of being burned by the fire can still be clearly seen, just like a ruined historic site, which makes people feel regretful just looking at it.

Nalan Xueyi's eyes darkened obviously when he saw those ruins, distressed, angry, pity... all kinds of emotions were complicated.

No matter what kind of emotion it is, he rarely sees it in his eyes.

Under the cliff, half of it was his hard work.

In particular, many of the medical books and classics he collected are orphans.

"It's all right, at least most of them are still there." Ling Xiyue's shallow voice sounded beside her.

Her voice was intentionally lighter, she stretched out her fingers and tapped her temples lightly, "There are still many things that have been left here, and they will never disappear because of their loss, as long as you are still here. "

The things that are kept in mind are the most precious.

With Xue Yi's attainments, as long as he thinks, he can definitely write the best medical books in the world. None of those who disappeared can be compared to the person in front of him, who can become such a doctor. Played a role and completed their mission.

Otherwise, it is actually just a waste product.

Nalan Xueyi looked at the smiling young girl in front of her, her red lips gently drawn together.

Yes, many things are left in the depths of his memory, and will never disappear because of her departure.

As long as he is here, she is still here.

Seeing the smile on Nalan Xueyi's face again, the smile on Ling Xiyue's face became brighter again, "Let's go, take me to see it?"

"En." Nalan Xueyi nodded lightly.

It's not big here, but it's not small either.

The three tallest tower-shaped wooden buildings are the most eye-catching. They lean against the surrounding ice-cast stone walls and rise nearly [-] meters. Because they are close to the interior, they were relatively intact during the fire, but it was inevitable. Obsessed with smoke.

"This is the Treasure Building, and this is the Tianyao Building..." Nalan Xueyi said to her slowly.

Ling Xiyue's eyes stayed on the plaque of Zhenbao Building for a few seconds, and she bit her lips lightly with her white teeth, but she didn't speak at this time.

"This way is the library."

Nalan Xueyi led Ling Xiyue into the library.

The faint blue light, the huge space, neatly placed hundreds of bookshelves two or three meters high, and every one or two meters on the surrounding walls, there is a luminous pearl, which is suitable for those who release it quietly. of light.

The two went all the way to the top floor of the Library Pavilion.

There are about a dozen bookshelves as high as two people here, arranged in a circular shape, and should contain the most important and precious classics, which may have been processed in time, anyway, it seems that there are no more kills or damage. , and even traces of movement.

There is a long table in the middle, a futon on the side, and two glazed lamps in the corner of the long table.

"Is this all your private collection?" Ling Xiyue's eyes lighted up slightly, she looked around and smiled thoughtfully.

One can tell at a glance that this place is most likely Nalan Xueyi's private place. The layout is simple, but extremely elegant. Although it is also orderly, it is not like the rigid ones below, which make people dizzy.

Nalan Xueyi smiled lightly, "That's right."

These are the books he has read, and he thinks they are more important, or more meaningful, or more classic, and he will classify and store them separately, including cleaning up this place, all of which are done by him himself.

Ling Xiyue walked over, picked up a book stacked on the desk, "Kyushu Chronicles..."

As he said that, Hua clattered and flipped through, ten lines at a glance.

It is about the era of Kyushu, the pattern of the world, and the distribution of forces, mountains, rivers, vegetation, etc. It is a thick book, a bit like the Classic of Mountains and Seas in the Kyushu era.

She knew that Xue Yi knew astronomy above and geography below, five elements and gossip, Qimen Dunjia, proficient in everything, where did she come from.

There are hills and valleys in the chest, and mountains and rivers in the eyes.

Abdominal poetry and gas from China!
"Yue'er likes it too?" Nalan Xueyi lit up a jade candlestick, walked slowly back to Ling Xiyue, and took it from her hand. I haven’t finished reading it, but the editor is a bit exaggerated.”

There was still water mist lingering on the hair, and suddenly in the narrow space, the faint, mint-like fragrance from the man floated clearly into the tip of Ling Xiyue's nose, making her cheeks that had just calmed down turn red again .

(End of this chapter)