Green geese looking for a relationship

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Standing among the forests and green bamboos, her mood is rare and comfortable.Perhaps such a piece of land was chosen to build the palace because of the bamboo forest that seems to stretch to the sky at first glance.Green, straight, tough, the same green, the same towering into the sky, just like the blissful place of the family of three when they were young.

The mother held a sword in her hand and danced in the forest with snowflakes; the father waved his hand to build an illusion, and let the illusion dance with the mother;Sometimes, the father would break a green bamboo and dance with the mother; sometimes, the mother would urge the snowflakes to invite the father into the sword dance.At that time, He Kunjin was still called Chaoqing, the Chaoqing who felt that her parents were the best cooperation in the world, the Chaoqing who felt that she was the darling of the world.

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful the past is, it is just the past.

He closed his eyes, pressing down the sour red eye sockets.With the sword drawn in his left hand, he jumped up.Chop, stab, tease, sweep, cut.The flowing sword tip followed the vigorous figure, drawing a graceful but sharp arc in the green world.The wind rustled, the sword swished, and the bamboo shook gently.Everything in this forest seems to be integrated into one point, lamenting the rough fate together, and lamenting that the time is like an arrow; they lament their feelings, because everything is different from the past.

Step on the ground and draw the sword.The moment the sword was sheathed, something seemed to drip, and something seemed to blend into the vast land.She straightened her sword with one hand, straightened her skirt with one hand, and when she stepped out of the bamboo forest, she was still the Prince of Ji, the once taciturn proton, but now the forbearing prince.

With her left hand resting on the hilt of the sword, her right hand, which hadn't recovered at all, was still hanging weakly by her side. She searched for the front yard from memory.His gaze caught sight of a familiar figure, an elderly official.She stopped and stood quietly aside.I saw the fifth- and sixth-rank officials who were over half a hundred years old, pointing to Wei Kang who was smirking and smirking, bearded and staring.Wei Kang seemed to have said something, saluted hastily, and said goodbye in a hurry, which made the official of the Ministry of Industry stomp his toes angrily and anxiously.

He shook his head amusedly, but nodded in relief.He Kunjin was about to lift his foot to leave, but was caught by the officials not far away.Touching the tip of his nose, he turned around resignedly.

"Master Sun."

"Your Highness, King Ji, it's your highness's good thing for that stinky boy Wei Kang to worship me as a teacher, right? It's really tortured to death." Sun Yu just saluted briefly, and then He began to complain to himself with a look of hating iron for not being able to make steel.

"I don't know what Mr. Sun is talking about. Wei Kang worships Mr. Master as his teacher, why is it related to this king." He was serious on the surface, but in his heart he was delighted by Sun Yu's attitude which was completely different from other officials.

"Your Highness, don't pretend. That kid looked stupid before, but after a day, he came to look for me like a different person. How could he not have been instructed by Your Highness?" He seemed to roll his eyes.

"Mr. Sun is blaming Xiao Wang?" He took off his disguise and smiled kindly, "Xiao Wang helped Mr. find a handicraft successor, shouldn't Mr. be happy?"

"Hey!" He flicked his sleeves, "Thank you so much, Your Highness. If you find this kind of apprentice, I guess the old man will lose ten or eight years of his life."

"Your Highness..." Wei Kang, who had gone and returned, his hoarse voice became even more limp, "Miss Ning came to visit and said that she is asking Your Highness to come to a place."

He raised his eyebrows, somewhat unexpectedly.He greeted Sun Yu and walked away with Wei Kang who couldn't wait to leave.

……

Looking at the slender fingers smearing on her right hand with complicated emotions, He Kunjin was still wondering why the hypnotized military adviser turned into an injury check.The fingertips pinching his own hand were ice-cold, stained with wet and soft plaster, and every time he touched the painful and itchy wound, it was as if Qian Yu had swept his heart, soft and sweet.

"I don't know that Your Highness is so disrespectful to me. Ten days have passed, and the wound has not healed at all." The whitened wound was thick and dripping, which made Liu Yanxue's heart feel unbearable like a knife.She was a little angry, but angry at the reason for her anger.The strength of his subordinates unknowingly increased a little.

"Hmm..." Either because of the sudden increase in strength, or because of Liu Yanxue's words, "I... my wounds have always healed slowly." It's not that the recovery is slow, but the recovery speed itself is faster than ordinary people. Having that thing that always flares up, brings the injury back.

"Huh?" Her furrowed eyebrows made He Kunjin's heart tremble, "I don't know if His Highness would like Yanxue to take a pulse?"

"Miss Liu, please go ahead." Qing Qing's icy cold fingertips gently touched He Kunjin's wrist.But the owner of that finger's face became darker and darker.

Liu Yanxue's gaze was a little wandering, unknowingly, she couldn't bear to turn her attention back to the bleak pulse.He glanced at the drooping eyelids of the person in front of him, and at the similar calluses on the palms of his left and right hands, "Your Highness is left-handed?"

Disturbed by this irrelevant question, "Yes?" Subconsciously answered, but it was too late to change his words, after thinking about it, he no longer planned to quibble, "Originally yes, but later... because of some things, I had to change I became my right hand. But looking back now, I realize that such a stupid behavior has no practical meaning. Anyway... nothing has changed."

"……"what for? "Your Highness... do you know your body..."

"Yan Guo Yan Gu." Avoiding the other party's gaze, "... sorry." He bowed his head and said nothing.

"..." A little suffocated, a little depressed, "Why. Why did His Highness apologize? Although Yanxue is not talented, she also knows the reason."

"..." Still bowed his head in silence.

He sighed in his heart, "Your Highness, do you know that I am the young master of Xueming Valley?"

looked up in surprise.

"Your Highness, don't do this anymore. Since we have the same purpose, we should treat each other honestly instead of using each other. I have learned from A Niang that His Highness's mother and concubine are the direct disciples of my grandmother."

"Um……"

"Then His Highness knows, why didn't you..." I don't know how to phrase it.

"It's useless, isn't it?" Shaking his head, he smiled wryly, "It's even Xueming Valley, there's no solution to it, is there?"

"..." is silence, but it is also an acknowledgment.

"Three years."

"Um?"

"Give me three years, just help me... just covet me for another three years..." He withdrew his right hand, hid it behind his back, and clenched his fist tightly regardless of the pain.It seems that the pain can wake me up, and the pain can make me firm, "In these three years, I will take care of everything properly, and I will help Miss Liu fulfill her wish. As long as the girl can give me three years...three years Time, okay?"

"I..." Some heartache, some choked up.A prince in his prime had actually made such a plea and made such a promise in front of him.For a moment Liu Yanxue didn't know how to answer, how to face it.For the first time in her life, she hated her own hypocrisy, and even more hated her academic dishonesty.

The mouth opened and closed countless times, but no sound came out.An answer, a promise, is so difficult.

"I'm sorry." Standing up, I shook my sleeves and covered my handicapped right hand, "Girl, forget about the nonsense you said just now, you are being rude." He lifted his foot and went to the door.

Holding the corner of his clothes fiercely, "He Kunjin!"

Turning around in surprise, he saw that the owner of the voice had red eyes and couldn't control the trembling fingertips clutching the corner of his clothes.

"I won't give you three years, and I don't need you to use your life to help me fulfill my wish. But I will let you have a lifetime, so that I can realize my wish by myself."