A quiet sleeping face suddenly appeared in front of Xia Yihan.
Unlike the sleeping face I saw last time, this time she slept very well, her face looked very good, and even had a faint smile on her lips.
She held the quilt sideways, putting one leg on it on it, and she pulled it over it, like a child who longs for a sense of security.
Looking at Hu Ling'er like this, Xia Yihan's lips twitched lightly and she actually started to laugh.
But as soon as he smiled, he remembered the pain he had before.
The news of Hu Ling'er's death was certain, which was a shocking bolt for him, but why did he turn around and come to Mu Wanru?
And looking at her like this, how could he actually laugh?
After Hu Ling'er's death, could he still laugh?
But why did he come here by chance? After arriving here, the pain in his heart eased again?
She clenched her fists tightly, and Xia Yihan stared at the face tightly, as if she wanted to find the answer from her face.
At this moment, Hu Ling'er suddenly moved.
Xia Yihan thought she was about to wake up, but she turned over and continued to sleep face in.
He exhaled in his heart, but before he could finish his breath, Xia Yihan's body suddenly shook and his eyes suddenly became cold.
It turned out that after Hu Ling'er turned over, she placed her right hand that was originally pressing down on her, and she clearly held a jasper flute in her hand.
Jade Dining Holy Doctor!
The four words quickly rushed into Xia Yihan's mind. This was Jian Xinan's flute.
A fire ignited in the originally cold eyes.
Is this damn woman so important to hold Jian Xinan's flute when she even sleeps?
Or is it because of this flute that she slept so peacefully?
The fists were clenched tighter, and Xia Yihan was so angry that she trembled all over, and she wanted to snatch the flute, break it and pinch it into powder.
When he realized that the anger in his heart actually replaced the pain of losing Hu Ling'er, he suddenly became uneasy.
He suddenly withdrew his gaze that had been staring at Hu Ling'er, his eyes flashed, and then he left her room as if he was running away.
The sound of the door closing sounded, and Hu Ling'er opened her eyes cleverly, lifted the gauze tent and looked around, but there was nothing else in front of her except for the gently trolling gauze tent.
The sound just now seemed like the sound of the door closing. Has anyone come to her room?
Thinking of this, Hu Ling'er quickly got up and walked to the door and opened the door. There was no foreign object wherever she looked.
Could it be that she heard it wrong?
With his head tilted, Hu Ling'er closed the door and returned to the house.
If I had known it, it would have been a coercion and a temptation to drive Min Mo back to bed, otherwise he would have discovered something.
When Hu Ling'er returned to bed, she no longer felt sleepy.
Looking at the flute that was still holding tightly in my hand, I felt very moved.
The previous sleep, she slept extremely comfortably, and it can even be said that she slept the most comfortable and comfortable since this era.
It should be the effect of this flute.
Because according to her research, many ancient jades do have the effect of concentrating energy and concentrating the spirit.
Jian Xinan must have seen that she has a bad face recently and can't sleep well at night, so she gave him this flute and could "summon" him at any time.
It's really a killing two birds with one stone.
Holding the flute tightly against her chest, the flute felt cold, but her heart was warm.
Hu Ling'er smiled knowingly, but in a second thought, she thought of Xia Yihan.
Xia Yihan and Sang Rong went to find the "hunter". They must have heard the news now, right?
Will he believe it?
Would he really think Hu Ling'er is dead?
If it is true, what should he do?
Hu Ling'er sighed lightly, her eyes blinked, but her expression suddenly paused.
She looked straight at the door of the room that was already confined. Just now... Could it be Xia Yihan who came?
No, he has no reason to come here.
Shaking his head, Hu Linger felt it was very unrealistic.
If he knew that Hu Ling'er was dead and he would not have time to be sad, how could he come to her room?
Forget it, she should go to bed. When the morning of tomorrow, she would take the two purple clothes to explain everything to Xia Yihan.
If he doesn't believe it, there is still that mountaineering bag.
She could explain the things in her bag to him, and of course the notebook.
Although she forgot what was inside, her words still remained unchanged. As long as she wrote a few lines of words to compare them, the truth would be revealed.
After making up his mind, Hu Ling'er lay down, still holding the jade flute in her hand, and soon fell asleep again.
This time, she had a beautiful dream. In the dream, she and Xia Yihan held a child's hand and walked on the green and soft grass. The water flowed gently on the lake. In front of them were the shade of green bamboos and pine forests.
There are two colorful birds with purple tails hovering above their heads.
Everything is so peaceful and happy.
After Xia Yihan left Hu Ling'er's room, she went straight back to her room. Without a moment of stopping, she directly opened the bookshelf mechanism.
After passing a passage, Xia Yihan came to the door of a secret room.
Pushing open the stone door, the bottles and jars of the room appeared in his sight. On the stone bed at the innermost part of the room, a white handsome figure leaned on it with one hand on his head.
Hearing the sound of the stone gate opening, Jian Xinan slowly opened her eyes and looked at Xia Yihan standing at the door.
But seeing blood on the corner of his mouth and a pale face, Jian Xinan shook, immediately got out of bed, and then said, "What's going on? This poison has only been emitted once last night. It's not like this that it will recur so soon, right?"
Xia Yihan's expression moved slightly, but he just narrowed his eyes and looked at Jian Xinan, and then suddenly asked, "Jian Xinan, do you love her?"
No matter how the antidote was developed, he actually said this.
This mindless sentence made Jian Xinan stunned, but then he understood it.
But he still seemed puzzled and said, "Prince, who are you referring to her?"
Xia Yihan glanced at him sideways, walked towards the only empty stone table in the room, and said, "Jian Xinan, I think you will be a cheerful person."
"Hahaha!!" Jian Xinan laughed, put his sleeves on his back and sat down opposite Xia Yihan, then raised his eyes to look at him, curled his lips slightly and said, "Prince, have you asked knowingly? If you don't love it, you're not.
, Why am I here?"
Yes, after that day's inspection, he knew about the poison on Hu Ling'er's body. Now that the poison on Xia Yihan's body is so complicated, he can leave directly, and as long as he develops an antidote, he may be able to save Hu Ling'er.
But he has not left now. While studying the antidote, he also has to study the antidotes of mixed poisons. This is dozens of times more troublesome than the first process.
If it weren't for Hu Ling'er and the child in her womb, he wouldn't have done such a troublesome thing.
After hearing his answer, Xia Yihan's eyes sank, she pursed her lips lightly, and then said, "Jian Xinan, I will ask you another question."
"Prince, please tell me." Jian Xinan still smiled, looking like she knew everything.
After a moment of contemplation, Xia Yihan opened his thin lips lightly and said, "If the person you love deeply dies, will you accept another woman?"
"Yes!" Jian Xinan spitted out a word without hesitation.
Xia Yihan was obviously surprised at his decisive answer, and looked at him in surprise and said, "Why?"
Jian Xinan smiled, and the slightly curved eyes shone softly: "If she loves you too, then she definitely hopes you can be happy, instead of keeping the useless thoughts for her for the rest of her life."
"Is it...is it true?" Xia Yihan seemed to understand, and then said, "But can you pass your own level? That thought cannot be forgotten so easily, how could you accept another one again?
Where are people?"
"I can't forget it, it's because I haven't met the right person yet. If you meet someone who is close to your previous lover, then you can naturally transfer this thought to her and become the right person.
Her love. In this way, can you accept another person?
Jian Xinan's voice was very light and soft, but it was embedded in Xia Yihan's heart word by word.
He stared at Jian Xinan in a daze, as if he was savoring the meaning of the words.
Jian Xinan smiled and continued, "To be honest, before I met her, I loved a woman, but she already had a heart, so I loved her for so many years, but I can't change her back.
A look back and smile. Later, I finally felt relieved. Letting go of her means letting go of myself. Then I met her now with this thought. They have the same interests and hobbies and similar personalities and tempers
, That kind of breath made me choose her."
A gentle and slow voice told the biggest secret in his heart.
Xia Yihan was very surprised, but then he said without saying: "Ha, so you just treat Mu Wanru as a substitute?"
"Your Majesty, you're wrong." Jian Xinan shook his head, and the smile on his face was unfathomable: "This is not a substitute, nor a substitute. This is a kind of admiration and envy that naturally reveals, and it is a kind of love.
Love contains a double feeling, so you will only love her deeper and more attentively.”