"Is there anything wrong?" Seeing Lin Xiner's actions, Ximen Jingxuan's heart tightened and hung up.

Although Yang Chen had already said that it would be uncomfortable to eat the fragrant bud grass by mistake and it would be fine, and Yan'er was fine, but when he saw Lin Xiner's abnormal movement, he was inexplicably nervous.

"It's nothing serious." Lin Xiner said, turned around and walked towards the bed, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate.

It was just a slight poison that she could deal with.

Ximen Jingxuan sent Yang Chen back and walked to Lin Xiner. Looking at the dark yellow sweat stains oozing from her forehead, he knew that it was the poison she forced out. His martial arts cultivation reached a certain level, and even without an antidote, he could force out some of the poison. Although the poison of Xiangguocao is very light, Lin Xiner eliminated the poison in her body through sweat stains at such a fast speed, and she still needed a very high level of skill.

Staring at a face that belongs to Lin Xiner, Ximen Jingxuan didn't know Wangyue's exact age, but he had been tormenting twice. He could be sure that she was not old and should be younger than him.

A woman who is so young begins to control the Water Moon Palace, and it is rare to have extremely strong skills, unless she is a martial arts genius who is rare in a century and can reach a high level of cultivation in just a few years. Is she really?

Ximen Jingxuan thought of himself that his martial arts are now extremely powerful, thanks to the unique secret skills created by the Ximen family over the past few hundred years. As long as he has some talent and practices according to the secret skills, he can easily achieve success and fame when he is young. On the contrary, Ximen Jingyu, like Ximen Jingyu, was ambitious all his life and did not practice excellent skills. The prince Ximen Che's physical and mental conditions were not good enough, as for Ximen Hen and Ximen Yin...

Ximen Jingxuan didn't think about it anymore. He took out a veil and wiped off the sweat stains on Lin Xiner's forehead. The light yellow sweat stained the white veil. Ximen Jingxuan's hands were slightly stiff, and his eyes were still on the veil's stains...

Lin Xiner took a deep breath after finishing her work. She was fine. Her eyes glanced at the handkerchief in Ximen Jingxuan's hand.

His sweat was very light just now, unlike Yan'er's care for her, which was unfamiliar and a hint of sweetness, but...

The three words embroidered with Niu Niu are particularly dazzling.

Lin Xin'er stood up, waved her palm and swept towards the "Lin Ke'er". Her palm wind was fierce, like a sharp sword. When Ximen Jingxuan was lost, she cut at the handkerchief.

Ximen Jingxuan hurriedly dodged, but Lin Xiner's palm had already crossed the edge of the handkerchief. With a stinging sound, the handkerchief split into two, half pinching into Ximen Jingxuan's hand, and the other half fell to the ground.

"You——" Ximen Jingxuan's eyes shot straight towards Lin Xiner like a thorn.

It turned out that these indifferent eyes would become sharp, and Lin Xiner looked at these sharp eyes as if she was deliberately provoking.

The two of them just looked at each other for a moment, but it seemed that after a long confrontation, an invisible thunder and lightning flashed by, but the storm did not come.

Ximen Jingxuan slowly retracted his eyes, leaned down, picked up the half of the veil, and stacked it with the half in his hand.

"Have you let her go?" Lin Xiner's expression also eased, not as sharp as she had just now.

"This has nothing to do with you." Ximen Jingxuan said lightly, as if he had never been angry.

Only he himself knew that his mind was flying like a whirlwind in the confrontation with Wangyue.

I thought he would be unable to control himself and wanted to fight with Wangyueda, but I didn't expect that he would calm himself down soon and look down on the sudden situation.

He let go of Lin Ke'er? She is just the person he wants to protect. He has never taken root in his heart. How can he let go? He has always known that there is no conflict between him and Lin Ke'er's future. All he has to do is protect her when she has no home, but he has not protected her well.

Just now, he watched the traces of poisonous sweat stained on the veil. The reason why his body was slightly stiff was that he unconsciously took out the veil to wipe the sweat for Wangyue. He suddenly realized that his heart had been held by her at some point, so he forgot about other things he had originally cared about and paid attention to her alone.

Dominating the strong is all due to the possessiveness of a person with a high status. However, Ximen Jingxuan felt that in addition to possessiveness, he had more things toward Wangyue. Even if he was infected with a little poison, he would be nervous about her. He even took out the handkerchief he had treasured for many years and wiped away the stains for her. When he started, he only thought that such a woman who could compare with him should not be contaminated with any filth. Looking at the sweat on her forehead, he placed himself in the seat of someone who could help her at any time.

It’s not who he let go, but who he has more in his heart.

Is that OK? Is this possible? Ximen Jingxuan asked himself, she was a woman with ill-hearted intentions, and she might hide huge dangers to the Xuan Palace and even the Qingyuan Dynasty. Moreover, he still doesn't know her appearance.

Will his heart, which has been dusty for many years, open for her?

woman……

His mother didn't love him and gave birth to him, which made him unable to get out of the shadow of abandonment in his whole life. This woman was obviously separated from her heart and deliberately approached him. He would still face him ignorantly and prepare to wait for another harm on his own?

However, even though he knew that he had something he was afraid of, he still couldn't let go of the feeling that had just risen.

In fact, what he could not let go of was her, the woman who claimed to be Wangyue. He did not attack her, which was powerful evidence.

Lin Xiner should also be able to feel the whereabouts of Lin Keer in his heart from Ximen Jingxuan's performance, or her own rise. She was secretly happy about this result, but she wanted to ask directly and hear the answer from him.

"Why doesn't it matter? Lin Ke'er lives in Prince Xuan's Mansion now and stays by your side. Can you make me careless?" Lin Xiner said.

"What do you care about her?" Ximen Jingxuan kneaded the two broken parishes into a ball and held them tightly in his palm.

Do you care about Lin Keer's position in his heart, or is it a conspiracy that Lin Keer has been involved in?

"I care that as a woman other than Princess Xuan also occupies your heart." Lin Xiner said, her eyes retreating sharply, as clear and calm as clear and calm as clear water, shining into her heart.

She loved him, and she understood directly that she was also a little woman and did not want the man she loved to love others.

Ximen Jingxuan's eyes condensed and he stared at Lin Xiner tightly. No matter whether her words were true or false, he was willing to listen.

"As long as Princess Xuan is you, there will never be another woman in my eyes." Ximen Jingxuan said.
Chapter completed!