The Evil King and Medical Goddess Wife: Whose Hand Covers the World

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706, May 5 3

Lying in the window of the viewing platform, Gu Qianxue looked at the talented poets who were fighting poetry on the stage, and imagined the nervous scene at the beginning.

She looked back to Su Lingxiao, who was sitting in a chair and drinking whey protein supplements, and smiled.

"Su Gongzi, I will treat you well."

"Uh?" Su Lingxiao froze for a moment, looked a little surprised.

Qian Xue's smile deepened, "Literally, that is to say, I will treat you well for my whole life."

"...Good." Su Lingxiao lowered her eyes, covering what she thought.

"What are you thinking about?" Gu Qianxue left the viewing window and ran to a chair beside Su Lingxiao, curious.

When Su Lingxiao raised his eyes again, he smiled lightly, "I was thinking, today's fighting arts conference is not exciting because there is no Qian Xue participating."

Gu Qianxue was terrified, "What do you mean, would you want me to participate? I really don't write poetry, I swear!"

Su Lingxiao nodded, "Well, then don't participate."

"You...want to listen to poetry?" Gu Qianxue began to hesitate, and compared with the matter of Zhao Yuanshuai, Gu Qianxue thought it was more important to please Su Lingxiao.

Although Gu Qianxue is the granddaughter of Field Marshal Zhao from the blood of this body, the two actually did not meet and had no feelings at all. However, Su Lingxiao is different. He has repeatedly helped her, regardless of the cost and in return, not to mention that his body is getting worse. If he no longer cherishes time, he is afraid...

The latter, Gu Qianxue did not dare to think.

What's more, she can see that Su Lingxiao wonders what she is wondering about.

"Well," Su Lingxiao said, she was interested in everything about her.

Gu Qianxue hesitated, "Then...my plagiarized poem, do you want to hear it?"

"...Good." Su Lingxiao.

"..." Everyone.

In this world, it is reasonable to say plagiarism, I am afraid that only the master of Qianxue County will be alone.

Gu Qianxue began to think hard.

It took a while for her to think of a poem, "Listen," she lightened her throat, "The May durians are dazzling, and the green poplars are heavy with rain. Five-color new silk wrapped rice dumplings, sent by gold plate, The fan draws a picture of Shuangfeng. It is the season of Yulan, the iris wine is beautiful and respectable. Yeli Huangli gets a moment, he is laid back, and is shocked to break the screen dream."

Poetry is good poetry, the problem is that people around do not know how to praise.

Could it be said-Is the lord plagiarism good?

In the end, no one spoke.

Su Lingxiao took a closer look, then laughed out loud, "You did it?"

Gu Qianxue hastily denied, "No, it was done by a person named Ouyang Xiu. At my level, a poem of oil is enough for me to toss a day."

"What's that jiao zong?" Su Lingxiao asked.

"Yes..." Gu Qianxue just wanted to explain it as dumplings, but in order to cause unnecessary trouble, he gave up the explanation, "The poem is plagiarism, so I don't know what is written in it. Now you believe me. Right?"

Su Lingxiao nodded with a smile, "Okay, I believe it."

"..." Everyone was even more speechless. Everyone tried every means to prove that he had not plagiarized, but the master of Qianxue County tried his best to prove that he had plagiarized. It was really evil.

Su Lingxiao looked pale, "Qianxue, I'm afraid... I can't... accompany you..."

Gu Qianxue's heart paused hard.

"Su Gongzi, what's wrong with you, are you sick?" said anxiously.

Su Lingxiao's voice was weak and haggard, and with such words, even the first smoke shook slightly.

Not so much that Su Lingxiao returned from the Guimen Pass, it was better to say that he still wandered outside the Guimen Pass.

Saying he recovers is just deceiving himself.

"I'm suddenly sleepy," whispered.

In an instant, Gu Qianxue's tears almost rushed out. She forced herself to calm down and picked up his wrist to diagnose.

A few moments, relieved, "Fortunately, the pulse is calm and powerful, there is no danger, your tiredness should be physical overdraft," asked softly, "Are you resting here, or in a carriage?"

"...Here it is." Xu is too sleepy, Rao is persevering like Su Lingxiao, and can't stand the spirit.

There was no bed in the viewing platform, only a bench. Gu Qianxue supported it on the bench and sat on one end, leaning it on his shoulder.

The victory and defeat of the Fighting Arts Conference has come out. There are cheers and congratulations outside the observation deck, and today is May 5, which is particularly lively.

But the excitement outside the window has nothing to do with the inside of the window.

Chu Yan sent everyone out, only Gu Qianxue and Su Lingxiao in the small observation deck room.

Su Lingxiao's breath was even, but very weak, making Gu Qianxue's heart heavy.

Sleep like this for a whole day.

When Su Lingxiao woke up, she discovered that Gu Qianxue was also sleeping, leaning on the back of the chair, and he was leaning on her.

There is a thin blanket on the body, which covers the two together, but it looks like another kind of bed-sharing.

Su Lingxiao's eyes flickered, and coincidentally, Gu Qianxue also woke up, the two of them facing each other.

"Are you awake? I originally wanted to keep you here, and I also fell asleep unconsciously." Qian Xuedao, in fact, she did not sleep well at night, while studying the charm of the first smoke school, and planning today's arrangements Show.

"Are you tired?" Su Lingxiao asked.

Gu Qianxue was startled, his eyes dodge, "Tired? What tired?" Does he know what happened yesterday?

"I lean on you, will you be tired?" Ling Xiao asked.

Qianxue was relieved. "Not tired, not tired at all."

But found that it was evening.

"I will send you back." Su Lingxiao straightened up.

Gu Qianxue was anxious. "Don't you promise me to accompany me on May Day? How can you turn it back?" May 5, Valentine's Day, these are not important, the important thing is that today is Su Lingxiao's birthday.

Intuition didn't want to say it, but afraid to say it, he refused.

"……Well."

"Let's go out for dinner and walk around the street, shall we?"

"……it is good."

In this way, half voluntarily and half reluctantly, Su Lingxiao was surrounded by the crowd, out of the observation deck, and into the carriage.

When I came out of the observation platform, I found that the venue of the fighting arts convention was in a depression, and the huge venue did not have a half figure.

Su Lingxiao's footsteps slowed down and watched quietly. The gray eyes were cold and alienated under the reflection of the setting sun, as if they were in the meeting place, but they seemed not.

"Most people are on Chang'an Street, I heard that there will be a lantern market and a flower market on Chang'an Street tonight," Qian Xue didn't like Su Lingxiao's indifferent expression, desperately active atmosphere, "They all said that you traveled all over the country, other countries Will it be May Day? What about the Northern Li Country? Will today’s single men and women also be on the street for blind dates?"

But I do not know whether the method worked, or mentioned the motherland, Su Lingxiao's face softened, "Yes."

"We are looking for a restaurant to eat, and after dinner we will go to the lantern market, shall we?" Qianxue said.

Su Lingxiao stopped suddenly, as if struggling for the last time, "Qian Xue, if I said...Let King Li accompany you to visit the lamp market, would you agree?"