Qin Ziyue sighed secretly and smiled helplessly. Even if there was no possibility between him and her, the heart in her chest seemed to be out of his control at all.

"Have your injuries improved yesterday?" Qin Ziyue walked to her, looked at her pale face and asked softly.

Deyang was slightly stunned and looked at Qin Ziyue beside him with some surprise, then knelt down in a regular manner: "I have seen Your Majesty, but I don't know that Your Majesty is here. I hope Your Majesty will forgive you if you are rude."

Qin Ziyue looked at Deyang kneeling at his feet and was a little stunned. Is this how he met her in the future? Every time, she would kneel in front of her and salute, like a subject in the world, calling him Your Majesty and shouting long live?

"Let's go flat." Qin Ziyue spoke indifferently. Even though his heart was like a knife, he still looked light and neither too slow.

Deyang polites according to the rules and listens to him, and then he calmly said: "Thank you Your Majesty."

After she stood up, Qin Ziyue's dark eyes fell on her right shoulder and asked softly: "How is the injury?"

"Thank you for your inquiry, I'm not seriously injured." Deyang replied calmly, his tone did not fluctuate at all, as if it was just a routine matter.

Qin Ziyue's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a pair of flickering eyes became more and more cold. He stared at her with such cold and implicit anger, and looked at her for a long time.

She stood in front of Qin Ziyue in a clear shape, slightly hanging to show her respect, her long eyelashes like a black butterfly, and her face stood there with expressionless expression, without saying anything.

Qin Ziyue stared at her like this, and her heart was filled with raging waves, rising up one by one, almost submerging him. He held his hands hanging on his side and could only pretend to be cold and ruthless.

"That's good, otherwise the bloody incident of the autumn hall where the scholars in the world are feasting will be a disgrace to the politeness." Qin Ziyue spoke lightly and said indifferently.

Insultingly?

Deyang's rosy lips, which were slightly raised, revealing a cold smile.

The blood light on the Qiu Hall is indeed inconsistent with the purpose of Qiu Hall, but compared to what is about to be born today, this blood light thing is a trivial matter.

As for what he said was a disgrace...

Probably it is unavoidable.

"What Your Majesty said makes sense. I have received the teachings." Deyang replied slowly with a little blessing.

"This thyme lotus on Qiong River is your favorite. I allow you to raft in the boat, and Xiaoxianglin will not turn you out." Qin Ziyue pondered for a moment and said.

Deyang was stunned for a moment, and then said blessedly: "Thank you for your kindness."

Qin Ziyue lowered her eyes and looked at the beautiful woman beside her. Her eyes were a little confused, but she did not refuse. It seemed that she still had some feelings for this place.

"I'll just go around, you can do it yourself." Qin Ziyue thought about her agreement with her sister Qin Xier, and her heart moved, so she spoke and turned around and wanted to leave.

Deyang looked up at the sun, probably a little short of time...

"Your Majesty, please stay." Deyang sighed secretly and spoke softly to keep him.

Qin Ziyue knew what she was doing, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in her heart, but the comfort was filled with pain that could not be deceived. Only he knew the feeling.

"There is something else?" Qin Ziyue didn't look back, but just asked lightly.

Deyang thought about it, his eyes were slightly deeper, he stared at Qin Ziyue's tall back, and said softly: "After the end of Qiutang, Princess Pingnan will marry far away, right?"
Chapter completed!