It was also the first time he saw people from Wuxin Valley roaming the world.
Who is the master this seemingly innocent little girl talks about?
Wenren Qianjue held the small gourd in his hand as he walked.
Suddenly I touched a line of small words on the bottom of the gourd: "qgren", forgetting love water Her fingers froze.
There was still no change in his face, and he carefully put the little gourd away.
Next, they had something to eat at Nantianmen and returned to the palace.
This day's trip was enough to disprove those rumors.
While Baili Suye was called to the palace by the emperor, Wenren Qianjue walked in the back garden of the Night Palace, walked up to the terrace, and took out the small gourd to look at.
The line of fine print below is indeed correct, but what does it mean?
Wenren Qianjue thought for a while and opened the stopper.
He brought it to his nose and took a gentle sniff.
It was indeed liquid, but it was definitely not wine.
The most precious thing about a wine seller is not the wine Wenren Qianjue frowned, took a deep breath, and sat down at the railing of the terrace.
She kept fiddling with the small gourd with her slender fingers and fell into deep thought.
The water of forgetfulness, the water of forgetfulness.
If Baili Suye really drinks this thing, will he forget himself?
Wenren Qianjue touched her nose, which was a bit funny.
Let's not talk about whether Wang Qing Shui can cure love poison.
I don't know if this thing is true or not.
Maybe it's just a mystery.
She raised her hand, intending to throw the small gourd away.
After thinking for a while, he withdrew his hand and stuffed the things into his pocket.
"Throw it away if you want."
Baili Suye walked over from behind calmly, with steady steps and outstanding grace.
The wind and frost could not stain his brows.
Her Seventh Highness was always so pure that it made people panic.
Wenren Qianjue looked back, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth: "I won't throw it away.
It was given by others, so keep it for now."
She put her things away calmly: "What did your father tell you to do?
Why are you back so soon?"
Baili Suye said calmly: "We'll find out when we get there."
"That's it again."
Wenren Qian frowned in displeasure, and just said what he wanted.
However, seeing that her husband was unmoved, he followed behind silently.
When he was about to leave the Night Palace, Wenren Qianjue suddenly opened his mouth: "Your Highness, have you ever thought about what you would do if one day you forget me?"
Baili Suye's figure didn't stop.
Why did this woman always ask boring questions?
How could he forget her.
"Wouldn't it be nice to forget?"
Wenren Qianjue paused, a trace of sadness rising on the tip of his eyebrows: "Yes, it's very good."
It's a relief for both of them.
Baili Suye felt her stop, turned around and took her into his arms, his voice was as bewitching as a poppy: "Don't ask if you don't want to hear this kind of thing.
You should know what I will do.
Why bother asking?
Something that simply cannot happen.”
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He is very clear about his feelings.
In millions of years, no one had ever moved him so much.
In human terms, isn’t love lasting until death?
He won't die, so he should last forever.
Wenren Qianjue pinched her palms hard, knowing that he was right, but she still couldn't help but think of that day.
Because maybe she already has the solution to the love poison, which is the love-forgetting water.
How could she let go of her love and affection?
Wenren Qianjue hugged him back fiercely, put her hands on his strong waist, and buried her head deeply in it.
Baili Suye said: "If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest."
"No."
Wenren Qianjue raised his eyebrows and smiled refreshingly: "I'm still curious about what's going on with my father."
The emperor's room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and the imperial doctors stood in a row to diagnose and treat the emperor one by one.
Everyone had a scowl on their face.
Wenren Qianjue narrowed his eyes coldly: "Why did he get better inexplicably, and then got sick again inexplicably?"
Baili Suye glanced at him and said, "Of course it will be better if you drink the dragon's blood."
Wenren Qianjue raised her eyes and took a deep look at her husband.
It seemed that she had heard Ouyang once say that his real dragon fetus was not here anymore, and once he was injured, his soul would be hurt.
There was nothing that could hurt him in the first place.
The poison of love can be healed.
But if the blood flows out, it will never come back.
Both of them spoke in extremely low voices.
Wenren Qianjue opened the crystal curtain, and the emperor's voice came from the bed: "Qianjue is here."
"How is Father?"
Wenren Qianjue walked in.
Baili Chuchen was also guarding the hospital bed.
When he saw her coming in, he just stepped aside without saying hello.
"Ahem, this old habit has happened again for some reason."
The emperor couldn't help coughing.
It had been a long time since he had seen what Qian Jue saw with his own eyes.
The emperor's face turned a little gray again.
It looked like he was dead.
Her heart felt cold, and she sat beside the emperor's bed with a faint smile on her face: "Father, I will be fine.
There are so many imperial doctors here."
When she mentioned the word "imperial physician", the imperial physicians in the room visibly shuddered.
Wenren Qianjue smiled, but felt even more strange.
Don't tell her, you can't even diagnose a cough.
The emperor waved his hand and told everyone else to go down, leaving only a senior imperial physician who was diagnosing the pulse, and called Baili Suye in.
"Tell me the diagnosis."
After saying that, the emperor coughed again.
The imperial doctor did not dare to talk nonsense and immediately knelt on the ground: "Reporting to the emperor, I cannot diagnose this villain.
Judging from the pulse, he is exhausted and not sick."
The emperor smiled coldly: "You mean, I am so old that I have to die."
"Your Majesty forgives me" The imperial doctor knelt down and began to kowtow.
His head hit the ground with a thud.
The emperor was silent for a while: "You are honest.
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Others made up the pathology, but you told me directly.
Forget it, go back.
To the outside world, it is just ordinary wind and cold.
You are the most skilled person in the Taiyuan Hospital.
What you said is the same as for them.
Believe it or not, I don’t want any news to leak out.”
The imperial doctor knelt down and said, "I will obey the imperial edict" and left.
Baili Chuchen said: "Father, this is not going to work.
Why don't I find some strange people to find a solution?"
The emperor waved his hand: "No need.
I know my illness myself."
Baili Suye sat lazily at the table, leaning on the chair.
He was dressed in neat military-style clothes, with his trousers tucked into his boots, quite like an officer.
He didn't seem to care at all about what was happening in front of him.
He leisurely picked up a pot of tea and poured it into his own cup.
Wenren Qianjue frowned and said, "When did my father's condition start to worsen?"
The emperor frowned and seemed to be trying to remember: "Probably not long ago, probably when you got married."
When getting married Isn't that when the emperor was just getting well?
I just happened to get sick again right away Wenren Qianjue knew why His Highness just sat there without saying a word.
This matter cannot be solved now.
The Emperor has always and never stopped poisoning.
Either way, he was being eaten away by the poison Even those who drank dragon blood were quickly corroded by the poison.
Nothing is left What a domineering and cruel poison.
Wenren Qianjue seemed not to understand, and said softly: "Father, don't worry.
Maybe he has worked too hard recently, so he will be fine after rest.
The imperial doctors said that my father is not sick, so it is not wrong
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