After more than half a month of treatment, Han Yu's physical condition has gradually improved.

When Jiuqing and Ye Jin arrived at the Yu Prince's Mansion, Han Yu was sitting alone in the warm pavilion of the royal palace garden, staring at the spring scenery all over the garden.

Han Yu, wearing a white brocade robe, always looks like a noble young man who is noble and gentle like jade.

During those days, due to the erosion of cold poison, his body became much thinner. After these days of treatment and treatment, his pale and haggard face had recovered some blood and spirit, and he had first seen the gentle, elegant and noble style of the past.

However, seeing Han Yu at this time, Ye Jin couldn't help but think of the painting.

The man was dressed in military uniform and dressed up as Han Yu at this time. The cold and hard aura that belonged to the generals on the battlefield was also something Han Yu did not have at this time.

But their faces were exactly the same.

If he was the only one in the portrait, Ye Jin might think it was just a coincidence, but the fact is...

"The fourth brother is just recovering, so he really shouldn't have come out to see the wind."

As Jiu Qing spoke lightly, he walked alongside Ye Jin and the others to the warm pavilion.

Han Yu turned his head when he heard the sound, and a soft smile unconsciously raised the corner of his lips. However, when he saw Ye Jin appearing at the same time, his expression paused almost imperceptibly, and then he smiled calmly, like the willow catkins in March, "I was so stuffy that I stayed in the house all day long, and came out to breathe the fresh air."

"It's windy today." Ye Jin looked at the flowers swaying in the wind in the garden, his tone was calm, "Even if you want to breathe fresh air, you should choose a day with bright sunshine. King Yu is weak at the moment. If he is really cold again, wouldn't he let Qing'er down for nothing?"

Half past February, spring has already arrived quietly, and many flower species in the garden have already emerged. But at this time, the weather likes to change faces the most. The temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and the weather with high sun is warm and comfortable. But once it encounters continuous rain, there is still a bit of chilling spring in the air.

For ordinary martial arts practitioners, this little cold is nothing, but for Han Yu's current body, he is really unsightly.

When Han Yu heard this, he was silent for a moment, but did not refute and smiled faintly: "I will pay attention next time, thank you Prince Ye for your concern."

As he spoke, what was wandering at the tip of his heart was the other person's words "Qinger". The dense tingling pain brought out a burst of sourness. Han Yu's lowered eyes flashed with a dazed look, and then disappeared intovisibility.

Maybe he forgot that this title never belongs to him.

As my eyes raised slightly, the lake surface where my eyes were already calm could not appear.

"Let's sit down, Prince Ye, please sit down too."

The servant brought the refreshment and retreated respectfully and silently.

Jiuqing sat down not far away from him, "Fourth brother stretched out his hand, I'll take your pulse."

Han Yu cooperated very well. During this period, he had already understood that what Jiuqing decided was not to be refuted by others. Even if he really planned to stay in bed with a sick body for the rest of his life, he could not withstand the girl's persistence.

Even without any memory...

In her bones, she was still a tolerant and generous girl. Even if she could not forget those bad things, she still chose to let go. All hatred may be destined to be memories and warnings to remember in her heart at the moment when the gods brought her back, rather than a weapon to drive her to take revenge.
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