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Hualing's hands are shaking. You know, Xu has never been interested in anything since she was ill. Now she would comment on the taste of the porridge, which really makes Hualing happy. What she fears most is that Xu has lost interest in everything and has been waiting for death all day.

but now she has eaten the porridge and said good words, which is really not easy Ah!

"Ha ha, miss, you just like it. I'll ask the master to make more for you tomorrow. It's like you've been taking too much medicine and tasting too much medicine. You can't taste anything. It's good if you can taste the fragrance!"

When Xu ate half a bowl of porridge, she gradually felt warm in her body. It seemed that there was a small stove in her stomach, which was emitting temperature, which swept away her disgusting feeling for so long.

"No wonder the Lord once praised the master. What he made is really unique!"

Hua Ling said with a smile: "well, yes, the porridge made by the master is really fragrant..."

Xu's some weak smile, "know you greedy, this porridge so much, I can't eat, the rest to you!"

"Well, well, thank you, miss!" Hua Ling nodded to thank her.

After a while, Xu said to her again, "by the way, tell Kang An that the master is specially invited by the king. We can't neglect him. The porridge is well made today. Please ask the housekeeper to reward the master!"

Coming out of the kitchen, her heart became very heavy for no reason. All the way, she was thinking about what Ding Chou said. After thinking about it, she thought that Lin Haitao would never be as simple as typhoid fever. Besides, Lin Haitao was young and suffered from the cold. How could it be like this?

The more she thought about it, the more she thought about juanwu Curie. After making up her mind, she was lucky to sneak into juanwu Curie when she was not prepared. When she sneaked in, no one found that she touched the windowsill of Lin Haitao's house, and there was a rockery beside the windowsill, just blocking her figure.

At this moment, she held her breath and listened carefully to the movement in the room. Only a familiar voice said anxiously, "what's the matter? I haven't seen you for two days. You've lost all your martial arts!"

This voice is very familiar to us. It's Jin HaoLing, king of Kang. She shouldn't be surprised to hear him speak, but she was surprised to hear him say that he had lost all his martial arts.

"I guess it's true. He didn't wait for the wind to chill, but he was hurt. But who could be provoked by his righteousness? How could it be like this?" Thinking, I heard Lin Haitao's weak voice.

"Uncle Wang, don't ask."

This time, just meditating on the appearance immediately became stupefied, forehead is like a cold sweat overflow, feel cool vest, "he said his uncle Huang, what is the relationship between the two people in the end..."

I feel scared when I don't have any reason. I know that I heard something I shouldn't have heard. Originally, I just came to see what happened to Lin Haitao because of my inexplicable concern. But now I overheard a big secret. This prince is not his adoptive father, but his uncle. This It's really complicated.

Apart from the household chores of the royal family, since King Kang called him his righteousness to the outside world, he didn't want others to know Lin Haitao's identity. However, he was heard by himself. The more he thought about it, the more afraid he was. If he was found at the moment, he would be in danger. He didn't expect his kind curiosity to encounter such a thorny matter.

The only sound she could hear was another person leaving the room.

"Well I should have thought that you can guess the antidote method, but I really didn't think that you were willing to waste all your skills for so many years in order to remove the remaining poison in her body. Feng'er, what do you call me to say about you? "

"Here comes another master to pull out the poison?" I'm a little confused.

After a silence in the room, there was Lin Haitao's voice again If she can't be saved I can't meditate... "

This sentence is very light, almost can't hear clearly, but with the sound of familiar, or word for word to hear clearly, heart suddenly hit the next stuffy, very painful, at the moment her heart has a kind of * * want to see what Lin Haitao in the room is like.

She was very careful to approach the window and look inside through the cracks. Kang Wang looked worried and said, "feng'er, for the sake of a woman, my fourth uncle thought that a good man should protect his own woman, but you can't ignore our expectations for you..." After that, he looked at Tang Jianhong and said anxiously, "master Tang, please cure feng'er quickly."

"Now, only by protecting feng'er's life, can he recover his martial arts. Even in the future, he can't practice martial arts any more..." Master Tang was sitting by the bed when he was talking. His face was full of sad pain. With disappointment, he was more distressed.

He was disappointed and said to Lin Haitao: "feng'er, for a woman, you can put aside the injustice your mother has suffered for so many years It turns out that the efforts of Wang Ye and master over the years are nothing You are in Dabei temple... "Master Tang had no intention to listen to what he said. When Tang Jianhong stepped aside, she finally saw Lin Haitao's face. Her tears blurred her eyes. She wanted to shout his name, but her throat seemed choked. The worry and movement in her chest turned into a silent shaking of her lips, but in her heart she was shouting: "Chueh Chi is with me in Dabei temple "The dream of sharing happiness and suffering..."

His heart suddenly became clear, and all doubts were solved. Originally, he thought that he had recovered himself. Unexpectedly, he did not hesitate to waste his martial arts to get rid of the remaining poison for himself. She covered her lips with her hand. Facing him, she felt guilty!

"It turns out that you left without saying goodbye because of your mother's hatred. You didn't abandon me, but you can't come to recognize me. However, since you're gone, don't worry about me. Why do you lose all your martial arts for me? You want me to owe you a generation..." She wanted to go in and hold him. She told him that she was always concerned about him and wanted to scold him for being a fool. Why did she fail those who had been protecting him and guarding him for the sake of her insignificant person.

God, lost, soul, lost, heart suddenly become very clear, "rest assured, will not drag Jue Chi, the ends of the earth always have my hiding place, I don't want you to worry about the future!"

With infinite attachment to see the inside of the bed on the Chi Chi, two lines of clear tears, heart sad, "I'm gone..."

She didn't choose to go in to see him, but after listening to Tang Jianhong's words, she decided to leave the palace, because she understood that her existence was a burden to Jue Chi. If it wasn't for him this time, he wouldn't have no martial arts, and he was so weak that it's hard to imagine whether he could live without his master!

The wind in late autumn is so cold, mixed with the coming winter. The wind makes her face cold, but she is left with tears burning, and her back is more and more lonely. She doesn't notice that she is standing behind the window looking at her Tang Jianhong.

There was a helpless smile on his face. Just now, he deliberately let her hear it. He knew it when she came, but he didn't expose it. He was gambling on Jueyi!

In the end, he won. What he heard brought her silent departure. By doing so, first, he could force her away without affecting the feelings of the master and the apprentice. Second, he would not be dragged down in the future.

Tang Jianhong turned his head and looked at the comatose Jue Chi, sighing silently, "feng'er, everything Shifu does is for you, for your future!"

Only Tang Jianhong knew all this, and King Kang was just pacing in the room worried.

"Master Tang, feng'er has lost all his martial arts now, and then he will be even more in danger."

"Well..."

Leaving Jue Wu bureau seemed to have lost her soul. Her eyes became dull and her hands drooped weakly. What appeared in her mind was Jue Chi's pale face and the weakness that worried her.

When she went back to the house and closed the door, she could no longer pretend to be anything. She bit the back of her hand with her teeth and blocked the overflowing cry in her internal organs. Her eyes were tears that could not be stopped, and she cried silently. This kind of worry and guilt stirred her. If someone tore her to pieces, maybe she would feel better

It's noon, but she is not in any mood to go to the kitchen to cook for the princess. But she also knows that even if she decides to leave, it's not the right time. It's the time for the chefs to be busy. Anyway, she has no excuse to go out to the palace. Now she has to cook the meal for the princess first, and she also wants to explain to Hualing before she leaves The ingredients of food.

Having made up her mind, she decided to go and explain to Hualing first, and then go to make lunch. She thought again that if Hualing could help her, it would be much more convenient for her to go out of the palace.

After breakfast, Xu Shi is lying on the beauty to nourish her spirit. Hua Ling is sitting on one side. The room is very quiet. A little servant girl goes in and sees Xu Shi is closing her eyes to nourish her spirit. She walks over and covers her mouth with her hand. She whispers in Hua Ling's ear: "sister Hua, the chef in the kitchen is waiting for you outside the hospital. She says she has something to look for her sister."

Hualing looked at her in surprise and said quietly, "OK, I know. Go down first and tell the master to wait for me at the Tingyu Pavilion."

That small servant girl hurriedly pursed a smile, mingled with other meanings, made the flower plume very embarrassed, hurriedly poked her forehead with the index finger, lightly rebuked, "hoof, if you think about it, I don't deal with you!"

"Who is Hualing looking for you?" Xu asked lazily.

Hualing winked at the little servant girl. She vomited and left the room. Hualing replied, "it's the master in the kitchen who came to find the servant girl. Maybe it's to ask about the lunch today."