Chapter 6 You must make good compensation
  For the first time, Xiao Heng felt that it was a good thing for people who practiced martial arts to have good ears, not to mention that this person was walking around outside his palace. He originally wanted to keep quiet, but now he was even more noisy.

【ah! Why did I come here? If I had known better, I would have stopped running around. I regret it. 】

[It’s better to find someone to ask. It’s not okay to leave for too long, otherwise people outside will doubt me. 】

"Come in."

Xiao Heng's face was as cold as ice, and his voice was displeased and hoarse.

[Hey, there's someone inside. Which eunuch's residence did I go to? But, would a male eunuch live in a place like this? 】

Lin Qingran's face tightened. There was a strange familiarity to this place. She was sure it was a memory left by the original owner.

Looking up again and looking at the plaque with the three characters "Lizheng Palace" dancing in front of her eyes, Lin Qingran felt as if she was in an ice cellar, her hands and feet were cold, and her mind was blank.

[This, this is Li Zhengdian! 】

It is also the prince's bedroom.

It was impossible for a servant to be so bold as to stay in the prince's palace and speak in such a tone. Speculations about a certain kind of thing that would not be allowed after the founding of the country lingered in Lin Qingran's heart. At this moment, she did not need makeup to turn pale.

She wanted to run, but her feet seemed to be filled with lead and she couldn't control herself and turned around to escape.

Do you really want to go in?

Lin Qingran didn't dare to think about it. Even the air around her became thinner and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Of course Lin Qingran knew that the East Palace was sealed off last night, along with the prince's bedroom.

This time I broke into the palace, and there was someone talking inside. Thinking carefully, I found that this person's voice was also somewhat familiar, but his voice was hoarse and distant, as if it came from a distant space.

Lin Qingran was so frightened that she froze in place. The person inside seemed to notice that she had not moved for a long time and spoke again.

"Need to invite you?"

The cold voice exploded in Lin Qingran's ears. Her hair stood on end as she stepped into the dormitory almost trembling.

[No, it’s okay, it must be someone else. He is not the only master in the palace. Well, maybe someone came to remember him, and then heard the noise and thought I was a thief? 】

[Viewing the Self, in the Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, I see that the five aggregates are empty, and I can survive all the hardships.]

【Get up, don’t want to do it.】

[Suddenly I feel like I have power! I am young and full of ideas about how good socialism is. If I don’t go in, won’t the people inside think I’m a coward? 】

Xiao Heng was already impatient, and became even more irritated when he heard the weird singing, and the wound seemed to be getting more and more painful.

Perhaps because singing had accumulated some strength for herself, Lin Qingran breathed lightly and walked into the dormitory with small steps.

There was no one in the main hall of the dormitory. She walked towards the inner hall a little nervously, gritting her teeth and bravely looking inside.

There was a pale-faced man lying half-lying on the bed in the inner hall. The man had his eyes closed, and there was gauze wrapped around his chest, with some blood oozing out faintly.

Lin Qingran didn't care about the man's injuries. What she saw was the man's unusually handsome and inhuman face!

He, he, he is the Xiao Heng in the memory of the original owner!

【Ah ah ah! Help, help, dear mother, I see your kind! 】

【Why should I come in? Why can't I move my feet? But I want to run. Who can help me? 】

Xiao Heng frowned, they were all human beings, of course they were the same kind. At this time, there were footsteps at the door of the main hall. Lin Qingran stiffened her neck and tried to turn her head to look, but it was in vain. She was so scared that her whole body was stiff.

"Brother Imperial, I knew you were fine. Are you feeling better now?"

Soon, the handsome man at the door walked in. He didn't pay attention to Lin Qingran, but ignored her and went straight to Xiao Heng on the bed.

Xiao Heng slowly opened his eyes on the bed. He glanced at Lin Qingran with a cold look, taking in her fear and frowning almost inaudibly. A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at the person who had just spoken. people.

"I'm sorry, my third brother, I'm worried. I'm alone."

Lin Qingran's mind was crackling and buzzing, and she had no ability to think at all. Her soul seemed to have been taken away, and it was like a piece of wood stuck in place.

It's a pity that she is completely dumbfounded now, otherwise she would have recognized that the man who just came in was Xiao Che, the third prince of the original owner's memory, who was also the male protagonist of the book she was reading.

Only then did Xiao Che remember that he heard someone talking when he walked to the door. He turned around and found that it was Lin Qingran.

"Ms. Lin is here to see Brother Huang, too. You were in such pain in front of Brother Huang's body yesterday. It seems that Miss Lin is really passionate about Brother Huang." Xiao Che glanced at Lin Qingran and then smiled and turned to look at Xiao Che. Heng, "Brother Imperial, in my humble opinion, it is a good idea for my father to give me this marriage."

Xiao Heng glanced at Lin Qingran, who was still in a daze, and the corners of his mouth curved in a strange way.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Provided that he didn't hear Lin Qingran's words in the coffin, that was indeed good.

The two brothers chatted for a few more words, and then Lin Qingran reacted belatedly and looked at Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng looked bad on the bed and talked to the person sitting on the bed.

【He doesn’t look like a ghost, does he? 】

Lin Qingran swallowed a mouthful of saliva. She seemed to have discovered something big. When she looked over with bated breath, she saw the shadow of Xiao Heng leaning sideways on the bed.

[If there is a shadow, it must not be a ghost! 】

At this moment, Lin Qingran seemed to have regained her energy that had been drained out of her. It was really the aftermath of the disaster. Only now did she feel a hint of coolness behind her. It turned out that her back had been soaked with cold sweat just now.

[What should I say to calm down now? I can’t show that I was so frightened that I lost my composure just now. 】

[Phew, I was covered in cold sweat. I was so frightened that my heartbeat was arrhythmia. But in the end, I was told that Xiao Heng was not dead? 】

Xiao Heng and Xiao Che suddenly looked at Lin Qingran at the same time. They did not exchange glances, but they showed puzzled expressions at the same time.

It was clear that Lin Qingran didn't speak, but what happened when he heard a voice that sounded like Lin Qingran's just now?

It's just that the two of them didn't show any doubts due to the other's presence. In this regard, the brothers are quite similar.

"I made Miss Lin sad yesterday. Brother Emperor, you have to make it up to Miss Lin." Xiao Che looked at Xiao Heng with a smile, with joy on his brows and a hint of suppressed excitement.

In fact, let alone Lin Qingran being sad, he was also extremely sad. Fortunately, it was all fake.

Xiao Heng looked at Lin Qingran with a half-smile, "You have to make up for it."

【compensate? No, no, no, no need, not dying is the greatest compensation. 】

[So, there is no problem with the subsequent plot? Ah, this is the male protagonist, and I just discovered that I am guilty. 】

However, Lin Qingran suspected that she had some delusions. Why did she feel that Xiao Heng's words "compensate well" sounded a bit gritty?
  (End of this chapter)

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