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Waiting was waiting for someone, especially when faced with the answer that he needed every night. Time was waiting for someone.

Xuanyuan Feng, who was standing beside a bush, was gradually being dyed by the dusky sky. His slender figure carried the coldness of the night, and his handsome face had become absent-minded.

One incense stick, two incense sticks …

One hour …

Finally, the sound of afterimages' footsteps came from behind him once more. At almost the exact same time, Xuanyuan Wentian, who had been standing motionlessly, turned around and stared at the afterimages with bright eyes like an unstoppable rainbow.

The blurry shadow lowered his eyes and bent forward. His expression was indifferent, but there was also an unfathomable profoundness mixed in with his indifference.

"Your Royal Highness, Grandmaster Wu Chen has fainted from vomiting blood."

Xuanyuan Wentian's bright eyes sank as he fell into a coma …

After a moment, Xuanyuan Yun's eyes twitched. Seeking Buddha, he would lose half of his lifespan. It was normal for him to pass out after vomiting blood, but right now, what he was concerned about was …

"What does Wu Chen see in the Buddha Spirit Stamp?"

Upon hearing that, the figure lowered his eyes even more. "This subordinate went to see for himself. Before Master Chen lost consciousness, he muttered something."

"What did he say?"

"Grandmaster Wu Chen said … For the sake of her past life, she was not the one who bore the fruit of the future generations. It was a torturous, lamentable, lamentable event. "

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yun's pitch-black eyes immediately turned as dark as the abyss.

What did Wu Chen mean by this?

The cause of his past life, the result of his future generations?

Is it her or not her?

Who was that Lan Yi?

The night grew darker.

Right at this moment, a shadow guard wearing black clothes walked over extremely quickly, kneeling three steps away from Xuanyuan Wentian and bowing.

"To reply your highness, we've discovered traces of people from the Yama Hall. Moreover, they seem to have gotten close to the wangfei."

Xuanyuan Wentian's deep black eyes instantly stared at the shadow guard kneeling on the ground.

"Where is he?"

The shadow guard immediately fell to his knees. "He escaped."

Escaping?!

Xuanyuan Yun shifted his black eyes from the black shadow guard and slowly turned his gaze towards the afterimage. The coldness of his gaze could freeze a thousand miles long glacier.

"Afterimage, this is the person you brought."

Finished speaking, Xuanyuan Yun's figure instantly disappeared.

Just as the afterimage was about to chase Xuanyuan Yun, it caught sight of the shadow guard who was still kneeling on the cold ground and could not help but stop in his tracks.

"Send down the order, everyone is present. Go to the dark room and receive your punishment for five days."

The shadow guard kneeling on the ground immediately shuddered.

"Yes …"

When Xuanyuan Feng returned to the courtyard, the first thing he saw was Bai Ling kicking open the door with her foot and swiftly flashing into Xiao Lan's room.

He took a step forward and entered the inner room.

As for Bai Ling who had barged into the inner room, she was only observing her surroundings and did not notice the figure of Xuanyuan Wentian.

Bai Ling, "Royal Consort …"

As soon as Bai Ling opened her mouth, she heard a bone-chilling fierceness come from behind her.

"Get out!"

Hearing that, Bai Ling was instantly startled. Then, she became deeply shocked. "Your Highness?"

Turning his head to look, he saw the killing aura of Xuanyuan Yun.

Bai Ling quickly knelt on the ground, "Your Highness, your subordinate is …"

"Get out!"

No matter what, she shouldn't have kicked the door open so blatantly!

Bai Ling did not dare to say anything else, and quickly got up and left.

Peng!

The door was tightly shut by Xuanyuan Yun.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Bai Ling walking out of the room with a pale face and quickly taking a step forward.

"Did something happen to the wangfei?"

Bai Ling shook her head. "The princess is fine."

"Then you …"

"I trespassed into the Princess's inner chamber."

The blurry shadow became silent. After a moment, he turned around and left. However, he left behind a message before he left.

"Don't be impulsive next time."

With that, the afterimage quickly disappeared.

The eyes of Bai Ling, who was always as cold as ice, revealed a trace of a different light after she heard Ying Ying's words.

Inside the room.

Xiao Lan, who was sitting on the bed, leaned against the wall silently. She was currently extremely tired, and the medicinal effects of the medicinal liquid had yet to recede, only growing increasingly stronger.

He struggled to open his eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Yun, his entire body cold, icy cold and filled with a profoundness that she could not see through.

In her dazed gaze, Xuanyuan Po approached the bed.

"Very sleepy?"

"Mm …"

"Did they disturb your rest?"

They...

Xiao Lan forcefully lifted her eyelids, and when she saw the clarity in Xuanyuan Yun's eyes, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Mm …" They did disturb my rest. "

"Then go to sleep. This King will accompany you."

After he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Yun extended his arm to support Xiao Lan as he gently pulled her into his embrace and laid down on the bed together with Xiao Lan.

Even though she was extremely tired, Xiao Lan's rationality couldn't help but be startled.

Eh?

Xuanyuan Yun actually did not ask any questions, and had even calmly lulled her to sleep. This did not match his temper at all …

Smelling the fragrance of the Dragon's Saliva, Xiao Lan reached out to grab his eyelids, but the moment he lifted his fingers, Xuanyuan Wentian caught his palm.

"Aren't you very sleepy? Sleep early, don't move around."

Xiao Lan's body stiffened as he felt a strange sensation from Xuanyuan Wentian even more deeply.

"Xuanyuan, why didn't you ask me about what just happened?"

"What was that just now?" Xuan Yuan's voice was extremely indifferent.

Xiao Lan, who had her eyes closed, said in a sleepy voice, "Naturally, it's the person who barged into my room."

Xuanyuan Wentian's pitch-black eyes quietly stopped for a moment. With an indifferent expression that was as profound as the abyss, he said, "It's not important. It's good that you haven't left yet."

As long as he didn't leave?

Indeed, nothing could escape the heart of this man.

Xiao Lan, who had her eyes tightly shut, started to breathe lightly. No, she was too tired. She didn't want to talk anymore, and she didn't want to think about it anymore.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard Xuanyuan Po ask in a low voice.

"Lan Yi, who are you?"

The sleeping Xiao Lan suddenly found it funny. Who was Ulan? Of course she was.

"I am... "You Lanyi..."

"Who's that?"

Eh?

The dazed Xiao Lan thought seriously for two seconds. That's right, who is Ulan Yi then …

Naturally …

"Xiao …"

In the end, the word 'Mist' was still hidden in the silence.

Xuanyuan Wentian, who was tightly hugging Xiao Lan, was certain that he had heard the word 'Xiao'. It was very clear.

Xiao?

What?

He narrowed his eyes and lowered them.

However, the girl beside him had already fallen into a deep sleep.

The interior of the room was as still as water. Xuanyuan Yun could clearly hear every breath Xiao Lan took in and out of his lungs.

She was so close to him, so close, so close that when he lowered his lips, they could touch her skin.

But why did he feel that he was so far away from her, so far that he could not even measure the distance between the two of them?

Just what is it... Why?

A puzzled expression appeared on the faces of Ning Xiang and Bai Ling, who had been quietly waiting outside for a long time.

Why was the room so quiet, as if there was no one there.

Bai Ling was especially aware that someone had barged into the Princess's room and stayed inside for a long period of time. The Prince would definitely inquire about such a strange matter, but now … Why was there no movement at all?