Winter is gone and spring is coming.

The mountains are full of flowers, butterflies are flying, stopping at their fingers.

Located in a large villa on the border of Guile and Northern Desert, it stands gracefully against the window.

"Recently, you are much more haggard." He Xia stood behind her and sighed, "Pingting, you have changed."

"Changed?" Pingting smiled slightly, moved her fingers, and flew away the butterfly in her resting place. She turned her head, "Who has changed? Pingting is still surnamed Bai, or is following the young master, or plays the piano and sings every day."

He Xia stared at her until she couldn't help but turn her head, and took out something from behind and handed it to Pingting, "For you."

"What?" Pingting looked carefully and found that it was the sword left by Chu Beijie as a token. "This is the token of the two countries, how can it be handed over to Pingting?"

"Chu Beijie has a habit of tying swords on his waist whenever he goes to the battlefield. The token left this time is his left waist sword." He Xia paused for a moment and explained in a deep voice, "This sword is called Lihun."

Pingting's eyes turned to this antique century-old sword, stretched out her slender hand and rubbed it, repeating, "Leave the Soul?"

"I didn't understand why he left the sword with the left waist that he valued the most, and the right waist divine sword with the second most. Now I finally understood it. This sword was left to you by him. Now you are already gone." He Xia stuffed the sword into Pingting's hand, sighed again, and walked out of the room.

Leaving the soul?

Pingting hugged the sword into her arms, and her cold sword body was close to her skin.

She was lost.

Yes, the soul has left and he has gone with the figure immediately.

How can you forget Chu Beijie? The bright spring is the best time to fold flowers into your temples.

There was so much time after she settled down, so she carefully recalled every detail of Chu Beijie day and night.

Why does the heart turn into mud and turn into water?

I can't remember the intrigues and deceptions. If there is a plan in the plan, if the victory is successful, the king will be defeated, the enemy will be defeated. I only remember that three nights in the Hua Mansion, he stood silently and from then on, he tied his heart.

"What kind of person are you?" Pingting raised her head and asked Yun Qing, "Do you hate me or love me? Is the words before parting? Are you reluctant to leave or determined?"

The day and night are opposite each other, gentle and tender, not fake.

It is not fake to deceive each other and trick to deceive each other.

She has been smart all her life, but now she becomes confused, as if she is trapped in a quagmire and cannot extricate herself.

Suddenly, someone slapped behind his shoulders, and Pingting was shocked and turned around suddenly.

"Haha, are you in a daze again?" Dong Zhuo grimaced, and saw Pingting's expression clearly, and immediately stopped smiling, "Oh, ah? Why are you crying?"

Pingting hurriedly wiped away the wetness on her face and stared at her, "I'm not serious all day long! Last time, when I was almost in a hurry, I saw that you had improved slightly and had only been stable for a few days, and you were restless again."

Dong Zhuo chuckled and scratched her head, glanced at her for a moment, sat down and held up the tea bowl, "I'll see you and make you happy by the way. You're fine, you'll be stern when you see me and teach me a lesson."

When Pingting heard what he said, she felt embarrassed, lowered her head and said embarrassedly, "You don't have to worry about me, I'll be fine in a few days."

"How many days are we going to leave tomorrow, why don't you become more refreshing?"

"Tomorrow?" Pingting was stunned, "Where are you going?"

Dong Zhuo was stunned, as if he had never expected Pingting to be unaware of it. A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face. He immediately turned his mouth and said, "I just vaguely heard the young master say it twice, as if he was saying... Although this place was an industry secretly arranged by the royal palace many years ago, it was in Guile Kingdom. Now the king is still chasing the Prince Jing'an Mansion, so it's better to be careful and go as soon as possible... I don't know where to go." He smiled unnaturally and patted his forehead, "Oh, the young master told me that I have not done it yet."

Pingting watched Dongzhuo leave quietly, and after a long time of retracting her gaze.

The strange feeling suddenly arose, and I can’t blame the young master and Dongzhuo.

Since she returned to the young master, she felt like she had lost her soul every day. Often, she would respond lazily after saying ten words.

In the past, she was all her duty to manage affairs in the office. During the period when she was in Donglin, the young master gradually cultivated several capable maids around her. After she came back, she naturally didn't bother to take care of them anymore.

In this way, I seemed to have divorced from Prince Jing'an's Mansion.

The young master was right. Although this place was remote, it was still under the jurisdiction of King Le, so he should have been prepared for it. If it were the past, she should have thought about it and reminded the young master. Now...has she lost her cleverness after experiencing some training?

The next day, a maid came over and told her to pack up and leave.

Pingting asked: "Where are we going?"

"I don't know either."

"Where is the little prince?"

"The little prince is busy."

After following the prince's mansion on the road, he found that Dong Zhuo was not seen, so he turned around and asked, "Where has Dong Zhuo been?"

"How can I know this? Sister Pingting, just take the bus with peace of mind."

"Which car is the little prince in? I have always been with him."

"Sister Pingting, it was the little prince who told you to share the same car with us. I don't know where the little prince is."

I didn't know anything about it. I went to another courtyard without any danger along the way. It seemed that it was the property secretly arranged by the Jing'an Mansion in the past.

Pingting became suspicious and had to pull out three points from the vortex left by Chu Beijie and look at everything around her.

The young master disappeared for several days...

For no reason, everyone became increasingly alienated with her.

She had lost her mind for Chu Beijie before, but she had never noticed it, but now she could see it.

"Why didn't you see the prince?"

"The prince won't go with us."

"Where is the prince?"

"I don't know."

Knowing that the maid below really didn't know anything, she wanted to go out to find the young master, but was stopped by someone at the door, "Sister is looking for the young master, let's go and invite him."

A moment later, the maid came back and said, "The little prince is not here, and I will come back to see my sister."

He Xia has not seen him for several days, and the news seems to be isolated. Pingting cannot see the surroundings, and she is confused no matter how far and near.

It is difficult to make her feel disappointed. How could such a big difference be around her after being wandered outside for a while?

Is Prince Jing'an's Mansion changing, or is she changing?

Soon, the old disease I had developed last year was recurred.

Pingting woke up at night and coughed constantly. She asked the doctor to decoct medicine all night.

The next day, He Xia finally appeared.

"Why are you sick again?" He Xia frowned and asked reproachfully, "I always refuse to take good care of myself. Look, I've ruined my body again, why bother?" He personally brought the medicine bowl and fed Pingting the medicine.

Pingting stared at He Xia in a daze, and then laughed for a moment, "Young Master is very busy recently and can't see him."

"I'm afraid you're upset and you're also afraid that you're working hard, so I've kept everything that will upset you and work hard."

"How will the Jing'an Prince's Mansion be home in the future? Have the young master and the prince discussed it?"

"Look, tell you not to worry... I will have everything."

He supported half of his body and drank herbs. Pingting closed her eyes and rested. He Xia was not busy walking, sat beside her and rubbed her shoulders gently, "Sleep, you are so thin that you have become a bone. Sleeping more and eating more is a blessing. You always frown and say nothing, but I remember the naughty way you always liked to throw plates into the well when you were a child."

"How great it was when I was a child, I had no guesses."

“We are also fine now.”

With a tired smile on her face, Pingting suddenly remembered something and opened her eyes slightly, "Young Master, Chu Beijie said something to me."

"What did he say?"

"He said: 'You are He Xia's personal maid. Don't you know that he is a famous general in the world? What is a famous general? It is to be able to distinguish which one is more important, and to give up your personal feelings and break your selfish thoughts. Even if you, Bai Pingting, is smart and clever, you...it's nothing."

He Xia shook his head and said, "Damn girl, do you just keep his words in your heart?"

"Although he is an enemy general, I believe his words." Pingting's weak eyes fell on He Xia's face and said softly, "The young master is a famous general of the world."

He Xia lowered his head and said nothing.

"Pingting, since you came back, you have not mentioned anything about the Zhenbei Palace to me."

"Chu Beijie had long been suspicious of me. Although I was in the room when he reviewed the official documents, I couldn't see anything written on it."

Where is the green and bright bulb today?

The Jing'an Mansion, which was once glorious in Guile Capital, is now a humble house with empty halls, with tiles and tiles. Things in the world are unpredictable. How can people's hearts change suddenly?

"Gui Le has been peaceful for five years. With these five years, the king can gather military strength to fight against Donglin. We can do this step to be worthy of the kindness of the country for generations. He Su said that King Gui Le is the king. He is not kind, but we cannot be unfaithful. From then on, the Jing'an Palace no longer exists, and we decided to retire to the mountains and forests and never appear." He Xia was silent for a moment, and then said, "But He Su wished we could die. There were many enemies in the Jing'an Palace, and all countries had powerful people to chase us. Therefore, whether our whereabouts could be kept secret is the place where we live and die."

A biting cold surrounded Pingting's heart, and she stopped breathing like a rope.

"Young Master..." Pingting bit her teeth tightly, trembled for a while before she squeezed out her words, "Do you doubt me?"

"You plan to lure Chu Beijie and make unparalleled achievements for the return of your country. You are a wonderful woman who is very wise and righteous. I believe you." He Xia looked up at the sky, closed his eyes, and was silent for a moment, opened his eyes, and suddenly asked indifferently, "But, Pingting, do you believe in yourself?"

As soon as you ask the cross, every word penetrates the heart.

Pingting was really stunned, disbelief and heartache, full of her face.

"What did the young master say?" she asked angrily.

He Xia asked back without answering: "What is you holding in your hand?"
Chapter completed!