Chapter 42 Meet and Parting

The atmosphere in the room is a little strange, quiet and boring for no reason.

Liang Shaojun said that there were some things that had not been dealt with. He went downstairs, and Li Yuan also went downstairs with his master.

Huangfu lay peacefully and motionless. Su Siman stayed by the bed and looked at him silently. In the past, she didn't dare to stare at him so freely, and only now, without his knowledge, can she have this courage.

His smooth and plump forehead, thick eyebrows stretched in his sleep, long thick eyelashes quietly closed, like overlapping butterfly wings, as if they could see clearly one by one, casting a small shadow in the light and shadow. Jun's nose, slightly pale thin lips, soft-lined jaw...

She looked at him silently without blinking her eyes. Gradually, the face in front of her blurred and turned into another person. Her eyebrows became clearer and clearer, exquisite facial features, cool and thin expressions. Many of the past that she once thought had been forgotten rolled up like a tide.

I don't know when tears crept up her eyes and blurred her vision.

Su Siman lay on the edge of the bed, buried his face in his arms, and cried silently.

At this moment, she felt so embarrassed.

The tourmaline that has been guarding beside Su Siman also quietly shed tears, and its heart seems to be pressing a big stone, which is heavy.

Perhaps, only she can understand Su Siman's mood at this moment.

There are some things that time cannot be buried and memory cannot be erased. If you want to forget, you can't forget. I want to hate, but I can't. Once I think about it, it hurts my heart.

This is love.

Love has to pay a price.

Su Siman cried for a long time, and finally got tired of crying, and even his tears seemed to have dried up. She felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at her behind her, but when she looked back, there was only tourmaline behind her.

Huang Fu Chong still didn't wake up and fell asleep. It was evening, and he had been in a coma for a day.

Su Siman ordered Bixi to fetch some water, and she wanted to wash her face. Yes, I'll see Liang Shaojun later, but I can't let him see that she just cried. If she saw him see it, she would be too embarrassed.

After washing her face, Bixi helped her tidy up her hair again, and then she went downstairs.

"I want to see His Royal Highness." Su Siman flatly said to Li Yuan Road, which was guarding downstairs.

"Your Highness just went out."

"Didn't he be fine after persuading him to eliminate corruption and return the soul elixir, but he hasn't woken up yet. I really don't believe you."

Li Yuan was stimulated by her suspicious and worried tone. He suddenly raised his head and looked at her with burning eyes. The blue veins on his forehead burst out and was quite excited: "How can the crown princess be so suspicious of the prince for an outsider! He is the husband of the crown princess. Where did you put His Royal Highness..."

Su Siman had never seen Li Yuan so angry and out of control. For a moment, he forgot to refute and looked at him with some surprise.

Li Yuan also realized that he was rude at this time. He bowed and hugged his fist and said, "I have been offended by my subordinates. I hope the princess will forgive me."

"That's all. I don't want to argue with you." Su Siman brushed his sleeves and said with a slightly dark face, "It's not that I don't believe him, but Mr. Huangfu is still awake now, and I'm really a little anxious. One more thing, I repeat, I'm not a crown princess now, and you don't need to bear so many false gifts to me. In addition, for me, Mr. Huangfu is not an outsider.

For a long time, Su Siman noticed that Li Yuan had not said anything, and then found that he was looking forward in a daze. Su Siman was puzzled and couldn't help turning his head to look.

As soon as I turned around, I met a pair of bottomless eyes.

There is no expression on his face, which is also his usual expression. The water waves are traceless, and his joy and anger are unclear.

Su Siman thought that he must have heard what she had just said, but he did not respond. She was a little angry, but she refused to admit it in her heart. She turned pale and said, "I'm looking for you. He hasn't woken up yet. What on earth have you done to him?"

Liang Shaojun scraped his sleeves and raised his eyebrows to look at her: "Maybe it's too poisoned. It would be ridiculous if you suspect that I want to harm him. If I really want to hurt him, can you still see him?

Su Simman choked, and a nameless fire rose in his heart. He stamped his feet and was about to go upstairs. Suddenly, Liang Shaojun said, "Maybe there is a way to wake him up early."

"What's the way?"

"Try using your blood as a medicine to attack the poison, which may be effective."

"Okay, let's try it." Su Siman's face was full of joy, "General Liyuan, please go and get a bowl."

Li Yuan took a look at Liang Shaojun, but saw that the corners of the master's mouth moved slightly and there was no strange color on his face. With a little hesitation, he turned around and left the front hall and went to the kitchen.

In a short time, he took a blue and white porcelain bowl and put it on the table.

Su Siman bent his arm. I don't know whether the material was too slippery or her skin was too good. The wide light green sleeves slipped down like a waterbird crossing the water, and a clean and tender lotus arm was exposed in front of her eyes. However, the scars of different colors on the wrist are shocking, like the white stains on the quiet landscape painting, which are abrupt, eye-catching and very discordant. Su Siman didn't pay attention to the look of others. He picked up the dagger and drew a knife on his wrist very skillfully without frowning his eyebrows. Then I saw the light red blood dripping into the bowl.

Liang Shaojun's eyebrows frowned. He recognized the dagger in her hand, which was the murder weapon that almost killed him when he was assassinated in Wanfu Temple that day. The cold light in his eyes shrank, and even the corners of his mouth twitched. He stepped forward to grab her wrist. Liang Shaojun lowered his head and tore off the inside of his clothes and began to bandage her.

"Is that all right?" Su Siman looked up at him in surprise, remembering that when he bleed, it was a big bowl every time, and it was just a few drops of blood.

"Enough." Liang Shaojun said coldly, as if those two words were chilly.

Su Siman was sluggish and felt that his wrists were tightened. Liang Shaojun lowered his head and focused on dressing her wound. From her perspective, his black hair shone like gold in the afterglow of the sunset.

"Go and bring up the decoction." Liang Shaojun stopped, turned his head and ordered Li Yuan, and handed him the bowl of blood on the table.

Su Siman looked at his hand wrapped around the white cloth, and looked at Liang Shaojun's indifferent face, and finally lowered his eyes.

After the bowl of medicine was brought up, Su Siman took it from Li Yuan's hand and went upstairs without saying a word. Bixi followed her.

Huangfu Chong woke up soon after taking the medicine.

He recovered quickly except that he was a little confused when he woke up. Tourmaline brought water, tweed the towel and wiped his face, and his haggard look went away a lot.

"How do you feel?" Su Siman asked.

"I'm fine. Where is this?" After getting rid of the confusion when he woke up, Huangfu Chongfei quickly looked around.

"In...other people's homes." Su Siman stated.

"It's getting late. Brother Gao is still in the inn. It's inconvenient for us to talk here anymore. It's time to go back."

"Yes, it's time to go back." Su Siman muttered and repeated.

Li Yuan was still waiting downstairs. He pointed to the left road, and Liang Shaojun was meeting guests in the study at this time. Huangfu Chong had to give up the idea of saying goodbye in person and said a few polite words to Li Yuan.

Su Siman looked in the direction pointed by Li Yuan, and the curtain was heavy, blocking her sight. She unconsciously touched her wrist, left Huangfu Chong and Tourmaline directly, and strode out of the door.