"Prince brother, it's time to take medicine." Princess Qinglian came up with a medicine bowl and a sigh.
There was no movement, even no shaking of the eyes. Dugu Ye's share of the ice was even colder than before.
He reached out and took the medicine from Qinglian's hand. Dugu Ye didn't drink it out. He threw the medicine bowl to Qinglian. Meanwhile, his eyes on the lake didn't blink.
On that day, he escaped from xuanyuanche's hands and was actually hurt by xuanyuanche. After so long of recuperation, although he recovered a lot, he still had some problems and had to continue taking medicine.
"Eldest brother, if you don't want to marry, you don't want to upset yourself. It's sad to watch." After taking the medicine bowl, Qinglian bit her teeth and said suddenly.
Silent and cold.
If Dugu Ye was proud to ignore all the people in the world, no one could stir his mood.
Now, it turns into a real cold ice, burying all emotions and swallowing all expressions.
Nothing moves, nothing rises.
It's like a sculpture or sculpture, which makes people feel cold from the heart, and at the same time, people who understand the internal situation will feel more sad.
The people in the palace of man Aoyun are all involved in the joy, in the happy arrangement, only the protagonist is cold as if everything has nothing to do with him.
He's just an outsider, an outsider in this matter.
Princess Qinglian clenched her fist tightly. When she rescued Dugu ye, she felt his depression.
The father and his mother decided to marry a concubine for him to arouse his emotions.
Just, he can't be a real princess. He didn't say anything more. Everyone thought he would like it. But from now on, he likes it. It's just indifference.
There was no wavering, no change of look.
Dugu ye still stared at himself in the lake coldly, as if he didn't hear Qinglian's words or completely ignored them.