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Xuanyuan Wentian's question caused Xiao Lan to hold her breath for a few seconds.

Why did she save him …

That's right. At that moment, she almost gave her life in order to save him …

Why?

Instinct?

No, she could just watch others die in front of her for her own benefit. Her instinct was to maximize her own benefits.

And that day … At that moment, from the bottom of her heart, she did not want him to die … She seemed to be …

Without hearing Xiao Lan's reply, Xuanyuan Wentian's action of holding onto the ribbon faltered as he lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Lan.

"Answer This King's question."

Feeling Xuanyuan Yun's sharp gaze, Xiao Lan's eyes became serious. A few seconds later, she suddenly let out a shallow smile.

"Maybe I saw too many Buddha statues that day and felt sympathy for them. I just suddenly thought of a good idea."

After she finished speaking, Xiao Lan's eyes were clear as she stared at Xuanyuan Yun.

A compassionate heart? Suddenly, he had a good idea?

Xuanyuan Wentian's pitch-black eyes swept past Xiao Lan's limpid eyes.

When her eyes were clean, they were like the purest spring water with no impurities at all, making you feel that her sincerity was so obvious.

However, as time passed, he gradually realized that it was only when her eyes were the clearest that her lies began.

Xuan Yuan slowly tightened his lips, not leaving a single crack.

You've even deceived yourself. Such a heartless heart.

After a moment, Xuanyuan Yun pretended that nothing had happened and even coldly retracted his gaze, once again tying the embroidered belt for Xiao Lan.

"It looks like we'll have to stay at the National Guardian Temple for a few more days."

Xuanyuan Wentian's low voice caused Xiao Lan to feel puzzled.

"Why?"

His slender fingers picked up Xiao Lan's clothes one by one and put them on. "I'll make you look at the Buddha statue more everyday so that your heart, which is as black as a chess piece, can change color a little earlier."

Hearing that, Xiao Lan's expression froze, and after a moment, her gaze turned slightly cold as she looked at Xuanyuan Yun.

"You, the prince who almost forced me to his palace in front of all the people in the world, are still in the mood to care if my heart is dark or not?"

Xuanyuan Wentian's finger was tied to the last ribbon on Xiao Lan's belt as he calmly raised his head. "This king doesn't care about your heart, what should I care about?"

Xiao Lan secretly moved her finger. When she moved to the third finger, she clearly felt pain and couldn't help but immediately stop. She had experienced too much pain recently and didn't want to seek further abuse.

She raised her head to look at the extremely calm man in front of her. "You should naturally consider whether or not you, a prince, can still sit stably."

Xuanyuan Yun curled his lips in an indifferent manner.

"Do you mind if this king's prince can sit still? It's not like you care about the title of regent's consort. It's better if you care about your own body right now, and …"

Seeing that he had already properly served Xiao Lan, Xuanyuan Feng straightened up.

"Besides, if This King wants to be the prince, I will always do it steadily."

Xiao Lan couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this.

Xuanyuan Wentian's words were extremely calm. It was because of this calmness that she, Xiao Lan, had a deep feeling of what it meant to be the only one worthy of the title; what it meant to submit to thousands of enemies; what it meant to be the one who planned everything.

Xiao Lan raised his head to look at the indifferent Xuanyuan Yun.

This man seemed to have treated Forcing the Palace as a game and didn't take it to heart at all. He truly did whatever he wanted and was extremely domineering.

Suddenly, a cup of water was passed to Xiao Lan.

"Open your mouth and drink some water."

Xiao Lan looked at the monotonous voice of Xuanyuan Yun. He originally wanted to retreat, but as soon as he saw Xuanyuan Yun, the corners of his lips curled up obediently as he took a sip of water.

But as soon as she took the water, she heard another command.

"Swallow it, drink it again."

"…"

This time, it really made Xiao Lan feel unhappy, and he didn't even think before directly shaking his head.

"I'm not thirsty."

Xuanyuan Yun's expression did not change and the arm that raised his glass did not move at all.

"Swallow it, drink it."

Xiao Lan raised his gaze completely, then took a deep breath. "I …"

"Well?"

"I... "Drink."

She saw countless ways in Xuanyuan Yun's eyes for her to drink the water.

Xuanyuan Wentian only took the cup of water away after Xiao Lan finished drinking it all.

Looking at Xuanyuan Wentian's back, Xiao Lan fiercely held her breath. Right now, he had truly treated her so tightly.

Xuanyuan Po had just set the cup of water on the wooden table when a voice sounded outside the door.

"Prince, the empress dowager invites you to the main hall."

Xuan Yuan did not even raise his head as he replied indifferently.

"This King knows."

The wind retreated.

Xiao Lan sat on the bed without batting an eyelid, but the look in his eyes was deep.

Xuanyuan Wentian turned around and looked at Xiao Lan.

"After half an incense's time, the soup you just consumed will take effect. At that time, you will feel sleepy and sleep. When you wake up, This King will return to accompany you for dinner."

Is he reporting on his whereabouts by his husband-to-be...

Xiao Lan was still sitting there silently. She didn't move or say anything as her eyes slowly shifted to another direction.

Xuanyuan Yun frowned as he saw this. He walked over to Xiao Lan and bent over with lowered eyes. He reached out his hand to lightly pinch Xiao Lan's lower jaw as he pulled her gaze back without saying a word.

Her handsome face that was like a fairy approached Xiao Lan bit by bit, and only slowly stopped when she faced Xiao Lan with the tip of her nose.

"Speak, Ulan."

He wanted her to respond, whenever.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but breath in and out as she pretended to be calm and collected and nodded her head.

"Alright …"

Receiving Xiao Lan's response, Xuanyuan Yun pinched Xiao Lan's lower jaw and his finger gently brushed against Xiao Lan's lips.

"Canglan Yi, in the future, you are not allowed to ignore this king no matter what."

Currently, Xuanyuan Yun's gaze was too deep and it was mixed with extremely complicated surging emotions. Xiao Lan couldn't help but be taken aback and only reacted after a long while, once again replying.

"Alright …"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yun's lips curled up in satisfaction.

When she left, she couldn't help but give Xiao Lan a shallow peck on the corner of her lips. Seeing the completely stunned Xiao Lan, she left with increasing satisfaction.

Stepping out of the door, Xuanyuan Wentian quickly left the courtyard.

At this moment, two black figures were quietly lying in wait on a distant rooftop.

Mei Niang slowly looked at Mu Shan.

"The Regent has left. Do we have a chance to take him away?"

Hearing this, Mu Shanzhan frowned deeply.

"Doesn't that mean that there are countless shadow guards hiding in the courtyard? Even with her body, we can't take her away right now?"

A sinister and angry light appeared in Mei Niang's eyes.

"What do we do then? The cold poison is about to break out again, without my Lord, he will be suffering from it, and if he does not remove the poison, the blood in his body will freeze, and my Lord will be in danger of losing his life. Although that Wei Yaru looks similar to my Lord, she can't be deceiving my Lord anymore."

How could he not be anxious, if he were to gamble everything on her, he might be able to bring her away, but she was severely injured, and if anything were to happen to him while he was on the way, let alone saving their master, it would be equivalent to pushing their master into the eighteen levels of hell.

"I'm trying to think of a way, see if I can help it. Maybe this woman has a way."

Although Mei Niang really didn't want to see the woman called Lan'er again and again by baleful Luo Que, it was the only thing she could do at this moment.

"Alright."