Suddenly, with a blink of his eyelids, the dense water vapor finally condensed into a crystal droplet, which rolled down with three parts of grievance and four parts of sadness.
Bai Ye's heart twitched, he raised his fingers to catch the slipping crystal, and the clearer the voice sounded softly: "Does it still hurt?"
Luo Zhiyi's bright eyes were filled with mist, and he could not speak. He could only shake his head gently. He wanted to laugh but could not, but his eyes revealed the emotion of fear.
Those weak yet pretending to be strong eyes instantly penetrated Bai Ye's heart with strong force, causing ripples in circles.
He gently lifted her up, leaned against the head of the bed, and said softly: "Sima said that this process can be long or short, depending on the corrosion of the jade face's poison. In this way, there will be days when I can't talk or laugh.
You know when it will end, so I have prepared some books for you so you can pass the time and read them."
Luo Zhiyi nodded lightly.
There was a knock on the door, "Miss", it was Jin He.
Then the door opened and Jin He came in with a tray in his hand. Only then did Luo Zhiyi feel that he was really hungry.
"Your Highness." Jinhe bowed to Bai Ye and put the tray on the table. Just as he was about to ask Luo Zhiyi how to eat, Bai Ye had already stepped forward to pick up the food on your tray and frowned at it.
Jin He explained on the side: "This is what Mr. Sima specially prepared for the young lady. During this period, the young lady can only eat this." After Jin He finished speaking, he looked at her young lady distressedly. She didn't know how to treat her face this time.
How long will it take to eat these soups every day? The young lady is so pitiful. Thinking of this, her eyes looked at Bai Ye with a bit of hatred unconsciously. If it weren't for the prince, how could her young lady have suffered so much?
Hurt, suffer a lot.
Luo Zhiyi suddenly coughed slightly in his throat. Bai Ye and Jin He both looked over quickly. Luo Zhiyi gave Jin He a warning look without any trace, but Bai Ye had already walked over with the bowl of special soup.
In front of the bed.
"Is your throat itchy? Let's drink some of this soup to moisten it first." As he spoke, he gently stirred the spoon, picked up a spoonful, put it to his lips and blew it twice before passing it to Luo Zhiyi's mouth.
Danfeng could no longer see a trace of coldness in her eyes, as if everything in the past half year
It was just a dream. Luo Zhiyi looked at such a pair of tender eyes and sneered in his heart. It was because her parents were finally dead and his hatred was finally gone. Looking back, he felt that he owed her
, is that why he has regained his former tenderness towards her?
However, she doesn’t want the tenderness that she can get by sacrificing the lives of her parents and brothers!
Her eyelashes trembled slightly and drooped slightly to cover the fluctuating emotions in her eyes. Luo Zhiyi obediently took the spoonful of soup in his mouth, but he felt extremely bitter.
Spoonful after spoonful, Bai Ye fed him patiently and slowly, Luo Zhiyi also drank slowly, Jinhe stood behind and looked at the two of them, his eyes flashed, the prince changed again, and became that gentle man again.
Prince, but how long can such tenderness last?
Jin He was just thinking when suddenly Zhou Yan's voice sounded outside the door: "I've met the princess."
Bai Ye's hand trembled slightly, and an inexplicable emotion flashed across his eyes. He put the spoon into the bowl and looked up at the door.
Lian Ruoshui was seen wearing a gorgeous dress, stepping into the threshold with Xiangyi's support. When she saw the soup bowl in Bai Ye's hand, her eyes flashed, and then she raised a bright smile, "The prince is here."
Bai Ye put down the soup bowl, stood up and went to meet him, gently holding Lian Ruoshui's hand, "Why are you here so late?" His tone was full of concern, "It's getting cold in the evening, so put on more clothes."
Lian Ruoshui's cheeks turned red, he gently took out his hand, glanced at Jin He and Luo Zhiyi in the room, and said coquettishly: "Just let the prince come to see sister Zhiyi, Ruoshui won't be able to come."
Walking to Luo Zhiyi's bed, he looked at the thick gauze on her face, with mist in his eyes, "Sister Zhiyi today,
He and Mr. Sima drove Ruoshui away without letting Ruoshui see how to treat it. Later, Ruoshui heard that he wanted to dig out the scar..." When Lian Ruoshui said this, his tears fell, he sat by the bed and held up his hands.
Luo Zhiyi's hand said, "Sister Zhiyi, you have suffered!" After saying this, he cried sadly.
Luo Zhiyi could not speak, but used his free hand to gently pat the back of Lian Ruoshui's hand to express comfort.
Bai Ye had already walked up behind Lian Ruoshui, held her shoulders, and comforted her: "Don't cry. You have forgotten what Bai Shu said. You'd better take care of yourself now and don't have any emotions of joy or sorrow." He turned around.
Looking at Jin He who was standing aside, "You come and wait on your young lady."
Then he helped Lian Ruoshui stand up and gently wiped away the tears on her face, "Okay, I'll take you back first, don't cry, ah!"
Lian Ruoshui nodded lightly and said to Luo Zhiyi: "Sister Zhiyi, then I will come see you tomorrow."
Bai Ye took a deep look at Luo Zhiyi, his eyes filled with guilt and apology, but in the end he still half-hugged Lian Ruoshui and left.
Seeing the embracing couple disappear at the door, a dark light flashed in Luo Zhiyi's eyes. It seemed that Bai Ye's guilt for her was not enough!
The autumn moon hangs slanting outside the window, the clear glow slowly, the gentle sound of wind blows away so much emotion and sadness...
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The next day, Princess Lian Ruoshui came over early in the morning, followed by Mrs. Yan from Xiyan Garden and Mrs. Yingying from Chenxiang Garden.
Suddenly, Zhiyi Pavilion actually became lively again. It was not convenient for Luo Zhiyi to receive them, but what they were interested in was how to cure the scar on Luo Zhiyi's face, so they pestered Sima Liuyun more and asked about the treatment.
some things.
Sima Liuyun himself is suave, his lazy and casual temperament is very attractive, and his speech and behavior are calm and elegant. He is instantly loved by the female family members, especially the little girls brought by the princess and the two ladies, all of whom have blushing faces.
He looked at the man in the middle who was talking eloquently, with a look of spring in his heart.
The autumn sun is shining brightly today, it is warm but not hot, and the breeze is gentle. It is a good weather. The flowers in the garden tended by Luo Zhiyi himself are in full bloom and the fragrance is pleasant. A group of people are smiling and enjoying themselves in the yard. It is really lively.
.
Luo Zhiyi stood in front of the window on the second floor and looked at the lively scene below, with no trace of emotion in his deep eyes.
Jin He stood next to Luo Zhiyi, looking at the group of flirtatious women below, and said with disdain: "These people, I think, the young lady is fake, but they are genuine in wanting to please Mr. Sima." Then she snorted coldly.
Luo Zhiyi didn't understand. Mr. Sima was the prince's friend. There were only benefits and no harm in pleasing Mr. Sima. In addition, all the whiplash scars on her body had been removed. Lian Ruoshui saw her arms with his own eyes.
She has regained her former jade-like whiteness, and her skin is smoother and more tender than before. I wonder which woman is not enamored of Sima Liuyun's medical skills? Who doesn't want to keep her face beautiful?
With a sneer in his heart, Luo Zhiyi stopped looking down, turned back to the bed, picked up the book sent by Bai Ye and started reading.