In addition to his sickly body, Ximen Yin is also quite handsome, and he is also very considerate and enthusiastic in dealing with others. I heard Ximen Hen say that the knee pads Ximen Che used for himself were borrowed from Ximen Yin, that is,
She said that even before she saw Ximen Yin, Ximen Yin had already helped her.
It is said that the third prince has the legacy of the former Xian Wang of the Leng family, and he does have a somewhat "virtuous" style and is willing to help others.
From this point of view, Ximen Yin is the easiest person to get along with in the palace.
He does not have the supreme status of Ximen Jinglie, nor is he as indifferent as Ximen Jingxuan, nor is he as wanton as Ximen Che, or as a scoundrel like Ximen Hen. He is a relatively ordinary person, and also
The only person whom Lin Xiner had a crush on when they first met.
Ximen Yin smiled slightly and asked the maid to serve tea to Lin Xiner.
"This is the best health-preserving tea. I am the only one in the entire palace who has this kind of health-preserving tea." Ximen Yin said, "I have been sick all year round and cannot live without this. It is also good for Auntie Huang to drink some."
"Thank you, Third Prince." Lin Xiner took the tea politely.
It's really heart-wrenching to see Ximen Yin look so sick and frail. Fortunately, he was born and raised in the palace. If he was born into a poor family, he would probably have died long ago.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome." Ximen Yin walked to the piano seat, sat down, and plucked the strings in front of him with his fingers.
The melodious sound of the piano flowed from Ximen Yin's fingertips and swirled above the Cuizhu Pavilion. The palace people guarding the Cuizhu Pavilion were really blessed.
Lin Xiner is a person who knows how to play the piano, and her superb piano skills made her astonished at the palace banquet. But Ximen Yin's piano skills are definitely not inferior to hers. Lin Xiner was listening to Ximen Yin's piano and thinking, what if the emperor went to find him that day?
If Ximen Yin played the piano with the piano master, nothing would happen to her later. It seems that neglecting Ximen Yin was a big mistake in her plan that day, but it happened that she stepped forward in advance and did not give the emperor the chance to find Ximen Yin.
Opportunity.
Ximen Yin's piano sound is very gentle, as if he is recalling the good times of the past.
Lin Xiner was mesmerized as she listened, and her memory seemed to go back to eight years ago. The brief time she spent with the unknown boy and received his insignificant protection was the most beautiful and warmest scene in her memory.
The sound of Ximen Yin's piano brought her back to that time, and the scenes emerged clearly, but it was a pity that the young man's face was covered with blood, and his appearance could not be clearly seen.
Lin Xiner regretted a little. Why didn't she think of using rainwater to wipe away the blood on his face? She just sat there stupidly in the hole.
But, what if you know what they look like? There is a huge sea of people, do you really hope to meet again?
Lin Xiner smiled self-deprecatingly and casually took out the knife she had brought with her before entering the palace.
When I pulled out the scabbard, the knife was still as bright as eight years ago.
The special thing about this knife is that the handle is in the shape of a crescent moon, instead of being straight like ordinary daggers. Such a shape is probably rare in the world, and it is probably specially made.
Ximen Yin's piano sound suddenly became urgent, as if the beauty was shattered in an instant when something unexpected happened, and the piano sound suddenly stopped with the ups and downs.
Lin Xiner's hand shook, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang.
Ximen Yin's piano is not a killer sound. It cannot kill people, but it can move people's thoughts, making them happy or worried.
The crisp collision sound of the knife hitting the ground brought Lin Xiner, who had been distracted for a moment, back to reality, and she was about to get up and get out of bed to pick up the knife.
The knife fell in front of the piano, Ximen Yin stood up and bent down to pick it up first.
"Is this knife the royal aunt's personal possession?" Ximen Yin walked to the bed and handed the knife back to Lin Xiner.
Lin Xiner took the knife, inserted it into the scabbard, nodded and said, "Yes, this knife has been with me for eight years. I always take it with me whenever I go out. I always feel more peaceful."
Lin Xiner was telling the truth. When she was still very weak, she would feel much more at ease with this knife, as if there was a protective force in the dark. Even now, when she does things with this knife, she feels
It will be much more secure, and you will invisibly develop a dependence on it. In fact, you don’t need to hold it, you just carry it with you.
However, for fear of accidentally throwing it away, Lin Xiner rarely carried it with her. When she entered the palace this time, in order to find the imperial doctor as soon as possible, Lin Xiner specially brought it with her, hoping that it would bring her spiritual energy and ensure that she could find it as soon as possible.
"Well, it is indeed a unique knife." Ximen Yin said, his eyes falling on the special handle.
"Yes, I also like this crescent moon." Lin Xiner nodded.
Fortunately, it was Ximen Yin who saw the knife. If she had been anyone else, she might have been interrogated one after another about why she brought the knife into the palace.
People with a clear and pure heart will not think complicated things. Only people with murderous evil in their hearts will think the worst when things happen.
It is rare to find someone as innocent as Ximen Yin in the palace. Perhaps this is related to his weak body and his inability to pay attention to power, so he died early, right?
"Has Auntie Huang ever thought that the crescent moon is a pair?" Ximen Yin asked.
"You mean there are two such knives, making a pair?" Lin Xiner asked, lowering her head and stroking the crescent moon, "Probably only the original owner of the knives knows about this."
"This knife didn't originally belong to the imperial aunt?" Ximen Yin asked casually.
"Of course not." Lin Xin'er smiled and put away the knife, "When I was in Northern Xinjiang, I accidentally saved a person. This knife is my reward, haha."
Lin Xiner half-seriously and half-jokingly told Ximen Yin the origin of the knife.
"Oh, Auntie Huang has lived in a windy and sandy place like Northern Xinjiang since she was a child." Ximen Yin's eyes looked out the window, flashing with a little expectation.
A sick and weak person like him will probably die of old age in the palace. Not to mention the powerful northern and southern frontiers, he rarely sets foot even within a few feet of the palace. I think eight years ago, he was also a physical
The vigorous prince hurriedly escaped from the war with his mother and concubine.
The disaster eight years ago was actually a turning point in many people's lives.
"The third prince's illness should be examined by various famous doctors. What's going on?" Lin Xiner asked, seeing the slight trace of disappointment in Ximen Yin's eyes.
"Except for being fed by medicine all day long, everyone is helpless." Ximen Yin sighed softly. He should have recognized this reality long ago.
"Are they all so useless?" Lin Xin'er frowned. This was a bit like her master. She searched all over the world for famous doctors to no avail. In the end, she could only place her hope on the mysterious doctor who seduced the concubine.
"Didn't you catch the imperial doctor who eloped with Concubine Ru? I heard that he is the descendant of Guigu's miracle doctor, and his medical skills must be extremely high. The third prince has not seen him?" Lin Xiner asked calmly.