Uncle Yu is not only a man and an emperor, but also the husband of many women, including her own aunt.
If Uncle Yu can accept her feelings, then no matter how many obstacles there are on the road ahead, she will be confident and willing to overcome them.
However, if it was love, Uncle Yu's heart would have already been given to his mother.
And the love that can be left to me is also because of my mother.
She actually can't bear such feelings and pursuit.[
He can give her unparalleled favor, but he cannot give her love.
And she could give everything for him without any regrets, but she couldn't bear this kind of companionship where there would never be love.
Uncle Yu has been her memory and warmth since childhood.
But now, looking at Changqin's familiar face, she felt doubtful for the first time.
While I was thinking, Changqin's magnetic and low-mellow voice sounded: "What are you thinking about?"
She was slightly startled, but he still lowered his head and did not look at her.
However, even through the air and without looking, he knew that she was distracted.
This man actually already knew her to his core.
"I didn't think anything of it!" she said calmly.
Suddenly a horse neighed, and she was startled and quickly lowered her head to look.
I saw that Changqin had neatly removed the long iron clip from the horse's leg. The iron needle on the iron clip was still stained with blood and some fur.
He took out a packet of medicine from his pocket and sprinkled it on the wound.
The gurgling blood suddenly stopped.
"Okay," he stood up and clapped his hands: "In half an hour, it will be able to walk!"
"However, it cannot carry people now!"
Tiantian looked at his series of coherent movements, a hint of approval flashed in her eyes, Changqin was actually extremely smart and capable.
Changqin looked at her with his eyes, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.
"Thank you!" Tiantian whispered.
Although his tone is still indifferent, it is obviously not as cold as before.[