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Xiao Lan slightly raised her arm, took out a gold inlaid jade medallion from her sleeve and casually threw it at the red lotus.

At first, the red lotus did not see clearly. When it entered her hand, she realized what she was holding. For a moment, she was shocked.

Wasn't this what the wangfei had just painted?

This...

This was clearly the prince's real command medallion.

Why is it with the princess consort!?

Xiao Lan indifferently swept the red lotus with his gaze that was filled with shock and bewilderment, then ordered with an unhurried voice.

"Throw the command medallion back to the prince's carriage, don't let anyone discover it. Let's do it now."

Eh?

The Red Lotus became increasingly puzzled.

But she didn't dare to ask, afraid that if she did, she wouldn't be able to keep her little life.

Red Lotus placed the token carefully into her clothes. After replying, she quickly left the inner room and went to find a carriage that was waiting in the courtyard of the Sleeping Dragon Pavilion.

After the red lotus had left, Xiao Lan found a window seat and pulled over a bamboo chair before sitting on it. Her finger lightly tapped on the edge of the window.

She was more or less paying attention to the transaction in the main hall, but she only wanted the result. This result decided her next plan, and as for the process, she didn't need to care too much about it.

Han Yuhao …

Thinking of this person, Xiao Lan's fingers that were tapping on the windowsill slowly came to a stop.

The fact that he was also a Transcender shocked her, but now that she thought about it, it was not really related to her at all. They could only be considered as meeting old friends in another village, but this other village was very special.

As for her original plan, it would not change at all just because he was a Transcender.

He should be killed, he should be left behind.

Two hours later, Xiao Lan heard steady footsteps coming from behind her. She did not even need to turn her head to know that this person was Xuanyuan Po. The bath yesterday was enough for her to remember the owner of the footsteps.

Following the approach of the footsteps, another wave of cold footsteps gradually approached.

Xiao Lan looked over with a calm expression.

Xuanyuan Feng was already standing beside her, a sharp light shining in the depths of his cold eyes.

Xiao Lan withdrew the finger that he had knocked on the window ledge, stood up, and silently leaned against the window. His gaze carried a wisp of wisdom as he swept his gaze over Xuanyuan Wentian from head to toe.

"What do you want to ask?" What do you want to ask?

Upon hearing these words, Ru Feng, who had just stepped into the room, immediately retreated. It would be inappropriate to stay here any longer.

The expression in Xuanyuan Wentian's eyes sank as he looked at Xiao Lan with a gaze as cold as ice.

"It looks like you know what This King wants to ask."

Xiao Lan pursed her lips, her expression extremely serious as she pondered. After a moment, she looked at Xuanyuan Yun with a corrected gaze.

He slowly nodded his head, "Yes …"

Xuan Yuan's eyes became more and more sharp. "Go ahead."

Xiao Lan looked at Xuanyuan Yun and was about to say something, but stopped. Her lips slightly moved, and in the end, she stared at the bottom of Xuanyuan Yun's eyes with a gaze that seemed as if she was about to break out of a boat.

Xuanyuan Feng originally thought that Xiao Lan was just about to speak, but who would have thought that Xiao Lan would suddenly smile, the entanglement in her eyes turning into arrogance.

"Xuanyuan Yun, I did not say it, so I did not tell you, aren't you powerful, guess go ahead."

In the face of Xiao Lan's instantly turning into a tease, a light that was as cold as the thousand-year cold lake instantly exploded from Xuanyuan Feng's eyes.

"You're courting death, Ulan Yi!"

However, just as he was about to make contact with Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan immediately turned around and jumped out of the window. Then, she took a few steps back and stood under a pine and cypress with a look on her face.

Upon seeing this scene, the distant Windy dropped the Tusk Grass in his mouth onto the ground.

If he hadn't seen wrongly, the wangfei jumped out of the window this time.

As expected, he saw the eyes of his prince that were on the verge of killing.

How many times had it been? The prince, who was always as calm as water, had displayed all of his emotions on his face.

Furthermore … Every time he revealed it, he would force himself to calm down and return to reality.

After a moment, Xuanyuan Po actually forcefully retracted all of the killing intent in his eyes.

For a moment, Windy took a deep breath and lowered his head helplessly. He really wanted to ask his master why this was so painful. The wangfei was a person who would rather die from anger than anger.

Xuanyuan Yun who had recovered his calmness let out a stern cry to Xiao Lan with an ice-cold expression.

"Get in here!"

Xiao Lan patted the dust from when she jumped out of the window, and replied with a clear and cold voice.

"What are you going back to do? Do you want me to slap you or roast you like a duck again? Only a fool can go back. I'm going to visit this Sleeping Dragon Pavilion and wait for your anger to dissipate before I go back."

After saying this, Xiao Lan walked out of the Inner Academy without turning her head.

Windy lowered his head and did not dare to raise it, because he felt that ever since his wife had stepped out of the courtyard, all the plants in the courtyard had the same illusion as he did.

On the way back, the red lotus saw Xiao Lan walking towards the top of the mountain and chased after her without saying a word.

"Wangfei, wangfei, where are you going?"

Xiao Lan heard the call for her to stop, and he turned around to see the breathless Red Lotus chasing after him.

Red Lotus quickly ran to Xiao Lan's side. "Esteemed wangfei, where are you going?"

The corners of Xiao Lan's mouth curled up slightly. "Let's go to the top of the mountain and take a look at the scenery. Let's go together."

After she finished speaking, Xiao Lan continued to walk forward.

The Red Lotus was stunned for a few seconds. Looking at the scenery? Peak?

The Princess was in the same mood.

When the red lotus neared Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan casually asked.

"It's done."

Red Lotus quickly nodded. "Done."

"Right."

Xiao Lan softly responded before falling silent.

The red lotus did not expect her princess consort to really climb to the top of the mountain to enjoy the scenery.

He found a flat ground at the highest point of the Sleeping Dragon Pavilion and sat on a smooth rock. Then, he started to look down the mountain with a satisfied smile on his face.

A long time later, the red lotus also sat down not too far away, beginning to laugh and stare at the beautiful scenery below.

A gust of wind blew past, causing Xiao Lan's long hair to flutter in the air, coquettish to the point it could captivate a person's soul.

Someone had combed Xiao Lan's long hair. Xiao Lan thought it was a red lotus, so she asked in a clear voice, "Red Lotus, what do you think about the bamboo forest at the east side?"

"Not bad, it's very suitable for burying people."

Suddenly, a chilly and ambiguous aura exploded in Xiao Lan's ears.

Xiao Lan was astounded. He quickly turned his head around, and the moment he turned his head around, his eyes met with a man's, and their breathing intersected.

When Xiao Lan clearly saw who it was, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Yanyo, why are you here?"

"Naturally, I'm here to look for you."

Without waiting for Xiao Lan's objection, he lightly placed his lower jaw on Xiao Lan's neck and stretched out a palm as he spoke with an extremely aggrieved voice.

"Lan, look how ruthless you are. You've injured my hand to such an extent."

Xiao Lan quickly smelled a thick smell of blood and frowned. He lowered his head and looked at the palm that Balrog had extended.

When she saw Baldy's bloody palm, her brows were knitted together.