Without taking the initiative to speak out, she was like a lady from a wealthy family, more like a bystander, watching the three people in front of her care for each other.?

Only she knows how much the discomfort is in her heart.

Raising her eyes, her eyes fell on Huang Junye, "Your Highness."

After all, she couldn't help it, so she took the initiative to call Huang Junye.

Huang Junye's eyes kept looking at Ye Xiyue and Qingluo, but he nodded lightly, and the two of them had no more words.

Bingwu's hands holding the outer robe tightened, "Aunt Luo, Jun... Your Highness, Miss Ye, I just remembered that I had left a little bit in advance."

She put her robe back on the screen.

"Xiao Wu."

Bingwu paused and looked at Qingluo, "Aunt Luo, is there anything else?"

"Come on, come here."

Bingwu walked forward.

Qingluo glanced at the position of her wrist, "Why has it been several days, and it's still so red? Haven't you applied medicine?"

"It's better, Aunt Luo doesn't have to worry."

Huang Junye glanced at Bingwu's wrist and his voice was dull, "You have used the power of the elf to heal the mother's queen again?"

The power of the elf is possessed by the elves since they were born. Its power is soft and can make the dead trees spring. There is only a very small amount of the power of the elf in the body. If the power of the elf is exhausted, the elf will fall into death. This is a healing power unique to the elves.

Generally speaking, elves will not use them because this is equivalent to their vitality.

Qingluo's body is cold and has frequent illness.

A few years ago, Huang Junye didn't stay in Lihentian. Sometimes when Qingluo's cold disease was severe and life-threatening, Bingwu would use the power of the elf to heal Qingluo to help her survive the cold disease.

Later, when Huang Junye came back, he told Bingwu not to do this again.

First of all, he was worried that if Bing Wu died because of this, Li Hentian would be like owing a favor from the Elf clan, and his mother would feel guilty and uneasy when she was alive.

Secondly, Bingwu has nothing to do with the Huang family, so she doesn't have to pay so much for her mother.

Every time Bingwu used the power of the elf, her arms would become extremely red as if they were burned by fire.

"I'm fine, I just used some elf power. As long as Aunt Luo can get better, what is this elf power?"

"The ointment on the table was searched by Ye'er some time ago. You must use it, otherwise the elf's power will recover slowly and will also harm your body. You silly child, I will implicate you."

Bing Wu shook her head, "Aunt Luo, don't say that. It's a great honor for me to live in Lihentian for many years. I regard Aunt Luo as a relative and treat Jun Ye as my brother. It is really necessary to save you from danger. How can you be implicated or not?"

"You kid." Qingluo sighed. In her eyes, everything seemed to be beautiful, which may have a lot to do with her forgetting the past.

She forgot the past, the good and evil, the right and wrong of the past, and even more so the troubles and sorrows of the past.

Sometimes, Qingluo is still a little grateful for this experience, just stay alive.

"Junye, thank you for letting you work hard for me." Bingwu looked at Huang Junye and smiled slightly.

Huang Junye naturally knew what she meant, that bottle of ointment.

Huang Jun nodded at night, "Xiao Xier, don't you have a gift to give to your mother?"
Chapter completed!