Is Qu Yuan's soul-summoning like this? He has also read a lot of poetry and books, so why do he hear it so strange? (Note: This is "The Soul-summoning" translated by Mr. Guo Moruo, not Qu Yuan's original text. [26nbsp;])

The third prince didn't listen to it and asked in a daze, but his consciousness was very blurred. In his life, he had never been so tired, and his lips never moved so much: he wanted to speak very much. He was a very talkative person, but he became silent because of continuous huge changes. Now, he suddenly wanted to express his thoughts in his heart. Just like when he was in the Luohua Palace, just like when he was young and frivolous......

However, he couldn't say anything, and could not say a word. His dry lips were already bleeding, as if they were fragile glass, which would break if they were accidentally.

Shui Lian got up and helped him and fed him the warm rice porridge. He vomited after taking a little bit, but he forced himself to hold back and even ate all the bowl of rice porridge, but he did not continue to vomit.

Shui Lian smiled sweetly, feeling extremely happy. When she fiddled with firewood, her hands were covered with blood bubbles. In a few days, a woman could turn from a golden branch and jade leaves into a undressed face.

She doesn't care.

A man is a man with a disheveled face, so why should a woman be noble and clean? Anyway, he doesn't dislike her. She has never dared to go to see the emperor without washing and dressing up. From the age of a girl to the age of a young woman, the emperor has never seen her true face without makeup - so she didn't dare to see him when she was sick and lying in □□.

No matter how eager I want it, I dare not see it.

Even every time he came back from the imperial army, he met her again after a long separation - she would do her best to dress up and present her best side to him.

A woman treats people by virtue of beauty, but her love is weak.

But the Three Princess-

The Third Prince!

She laughed again, giggled. Anyway, every time he saw her, he had seen her with no appearance, no matter how ugly she looked.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!!!

The third prince doesn't care about her appearance.

She wiped her nose with her sleeves, the tip of her nose, and her face was covered with dark dust. Then she picked up some porridge and drank a large bowl herself. In a blink of an eye, she felt the weather was cold, so she lay down next to the third prince, warming him.

At that time, the moonlight was like a hook.
Chapter completed!