Medical Princess

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The mountain road is rugged, and the way of asking the heart is winding up. Wenxi's walk is peaceful, just like how he felt in the past.

Even though he is now serving in the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, the former champion of his predecessor still feels warm and jade-like. The good cultivation of the children of the noble family makes him look elegant and elegant.

The young ladies walking on Wenxin Road, from time to time by standing and resting, looked at him shamelessly, not knowing who he was, but also fascinated by his charm.

Wen Xichi looked calm, but his face was calm. After standing a little, he looked towards the upward steps, turned a blind eye to the shy and timid young girls around him, and then slowly and firmly Go up.

Asking his mind, he is not the first time to walk. In fact, he always goes this way every time he arrives at Huaguang Temple.

Asking? He did come to ask the heart this time. Ask the host of Huaguang Temple to ask "Heart"!

Going up step by step, this time he didn't stop again, as if he didn't know it was tired. His feet and the first time he went up the mountain were generally stable, and then he steadily stepped on the last step.

"Three sons, the host is already waiting for you!" A young monk stood on top and smiled at Wenxi, and he has been waiting here for a long time.

"The host is empty at this time?" Wen Xichi nodded and asked as he walked inside.

"The host said that when the three sons came, they would be empty!" Although the monk was small, he was already very Zen-like, answered with a smile on his hands and followed Wen Xichi.

The host of Huaguang Temple is highly respected, and it is not something you can see when you want to see it, nor can you ask for it by power alone, but Wen Xichi is different. He and the host of Huaguang Temple are also friends. The monks of Guangsi would of course follow Gao to look at him.

This high opinion is related to his talent, but has nothing to do with his family background.

The host of Huaguang Temple met Wenxi Chi in a very remote Zen room. The two men were separated by a chessboard. After seeing the ceremony, Wenxichi sat down, the host smiled slightly, and the son in his hand dropped one.

"This is the last unfinished game, but a reverse game!" The host of Huaguang Temple looked sixty or seventy years old, very kind, with raised eyes, eyes seemed to have a kind of ethereal spirit, a long eyebrow that sees through everything. Between the descents, there is another leisurely atmosphere different from the secular.

This attitude is somewhat similar to Wen Xichi, but if you take a closer look, it is not very similar.

Both people are different, but Wenxi Chi must still be in the world and hosted by Huaguang Temple, there are some differences. The identity of the wealthy family son makes him elegant with fireworks, unlike Huaguang Temple. This completely out-of-things feeling, when looking at you, is like not looking at you, and he doesn't feel that he is looking at you or looking through you.

Anyone around the host of Huaguang Temple has a feeling of being seen through.

Wenxi Chi was very easy to follow a son, regardless of why this game should be played this way, this game is the endgame between him and the host, but now the position of the two people is reversed!

Originally, he should be sitting in the chair position. This was the last time he was sitting, but now the two people have changed positions. He played the pawns under the chair.

"The chess game is against, so is the person!" Seeing Wen Xichi not talking, the host of Huaguang Temple added a smile.

When Wen Xichi's hand was slumped, a **** originally sandwiched between his fingers fell down, and it happened to be in a gap. He reached out subconsciously to pick up the pawn, which was not his fancy place.

His hand was blocked by the host of Huaguang Temple with a smile: "Wen Sanshou, the **** has fallen, but picking it up will not work 1"

"Master, this was originally a misunderstanding. I accidentally dropped it!" Wen Xichi reluctantly explained, but he was shocked by the words of the host and lost his peace.

"There is no regret for the descendant. The donor Wen now wants to regret and can't regret it!" The **** in the hand of the host Xiaoyan fell down, which happened to interrupt a good situation that Wenxi Chi was just forming. Any hesitation.

"Master, now I have learned sophistry!" Wen Xichi looked at the old monk who was playing, and rubbed his forehead with a headache. The old monk with immortal bones in the eyes of others was actually a rogue in chess, of course. Others don't know yet, only Wen Xichi will meet from time to time.

"There is no regret when you raise your hand, so is the chess game, so is the life!" The host smiled very kindly, but the meaning in this sentence let Wen Xichi's pawns drop, and it is true that he went up the mountain today.

"Master, is it possible for life to come?" This sentence, he has repeatedly thought about this time, dreams, reality, many weird thoughts emerged from his heart, making it difficult for him to deal with things related to Shao Wanru again and again. Clarify whether it is true or not!

"The donor's heart is disturbed!" The host dropped another chess piece, catching up with Wen Xichi's previous chess pieces. In the past, Wen Xichi's chess power was higher than the host, but now the host sees the hope of victory, and more and more Smile softened.

Wenxichi didn't fall off this time, frowning frantically, looking at the host of Huaguang Temple: "Master, I have dreams, always tangled in a woman who is not familiar with me, as if between me and her ... once Have any fate, but nowadays, I still do not know her! "

Wenxi galloped.

These few words are a summary of the things he has been insincere about recently. They seem very familiar, and they seem to be two people who should be close to each other. However, the real situation is unfamiliar. When I saw Chu Liuyu marrying Shao Wanru, I felt uncomfortable.

The irritability and discomfort seems to be stolen by the person who cares most about the thing.

It is not clear, but it is indeed the feeling. After watching Shao Wanru marry into the King's Palace that day, Wen Xichi has always been in this state, which almost made him sleepless at night. When he was free during the day, Just remembering this, did he miss something, or did he forget something.

I have asked everyone around me that everyone is unclear about this Miss Shao Wu. Although she is in the immediate neighborhood, the inner and outer courts of the woman were originally different. Besides, Shao Wanru only later admitted to Xingguohou Mansion. Xiangfu is also unfamiliar, and will not come to Wenxiangfu for no reason.

"There is a leading edge in the previous life, there is a leading edge in this life, the past is dead, it is difficult to cover the water!" Huaguang Temple host laughed.

The meaning in this remark made Wen Xichi's brow even tighter, and then he dropped the pieces in his hands, and reached out from the host of Huaguang Temple.

He grabbed another **** in his hand, and put it away, filling it in one place.

"Wen Shi, this chess piece is a poor monk. You misplaced it!" Huaguang Temple host laughed, picking up the chess piece photographed by Fang Cai Wenxi from the surrounding situation, and then put it in another place , "That's it! If you are in the position of the donor, then the poor monk will not be good, and the donor will not be good!"

After hearing the words from the host of Huaguang Temple, Wen Xichi also paid attention to the chessboard, only to discover that he had just grabbed the position of the chess pieces hosted by Huaguang Temple at will, which turned out to be a famous endgame. This endgame was played by two people before. It was a deadlock.

Unsolvable, rational and chaotic, the result of stalemate is overwhelming.

With a bitter smile, he bent his lip corners, and said in a lingering mood, "The deadlock is also okay, it is overwhelming, saying that we must stop well!"

"Stalemate can sometimes be said to be a standstill, or it can be said to be a lose-lose. If a third party comes over, the deadlock is dead!" Huaguang Temple host said in a hurry.

Wen Xichi's complexion changed slightly, and he looked at the host of Huaguang Temple: "Stalemate, both losses?"

"Chess games are different in life. They are not all in one game, but they can be compared to life. You can take it and lose it. You can take it and find the way. Since it is not suitable for this position, you give up this position. Let it be more suitable! "The host has a stronger sense of Zen and a more relaxed smile.

Wen Xichi's breathing suddenly increased, and he looked up at the Huaguang Temple host with excitement. He suddenly reached out and wiped his hand on the chessboard. People also stood up. "Since the chessboard is wrong, come back. Can ... can we start again? "

Having said that, Wen Xichi's gaze was enthusiastic but enthusiastic, and that strange thought made him breathlessly excited.

"Chess game, there is a word, if you can come back again, it may not be the previous game, the game has been changed, even if it is no longer a deadlock, people are no longer old people!" The host of Huaguang Temple did not seem to see Wenxi Chi's eyes Expectations, slowly picking up the messed up pieces.

Wen Xichi's face turned pale and pale, but he also twitched fiercely, suddenly hollowed out, pressing his hand on the chess surface, his eyes seemed to be frozen: "Substitution of chess?"

"Since it doesn't work, people can change the game if they change the game!" The smile on the host's face faded a little, and his eyes became more gentle. "Since it's a game again, the past can't be chased!"

"What if you want to chase it forcibly?" Wen Xichi muttered unwillingly.

"Going against the sky!" Said the host slowly.

"Isn't it against the sky when I come back?" Wen Xichi asked urgently, grasping the chessboard tightly with his fingers, as if he grasped the most important thing. Even if the chess game was in disorder, he was unwilling to let go.

"It's natural to come back again, so the price is great!" The host looked at the chessboard in front of her, her eyebrows sinking, her fingers trembling slightly, then she shook her head, her fingers froze at the bottom of her sleeve, and shook her head again and again. "Impossible ... this ... impossible ..."

"If ... if possible ... what conditions are needed?" Wen Xichi took a deep breath, his eyes fell back on the host of Huaguang Temple, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and asked slowly!