The psychic Xi ​​Lan

Chapter 109

"Come back to me!" Yan Ting was still rational after all. He dragged his younger brother back and scolded with a look of hatred: "Don't you think this moment is not chaotic enough? You go to fight the Imperial Forest Army now, If you hurt yourself, isn't everything the princess has done in vain?"

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately stopped unwillingly, and looked at Yan Ting who was speaking with indignant but helpless faces.

Zhuang Zhimou, the leader of the Huozi team, came out and echoed: "Yan Ting is right. The concubine pardoned our death penalty by entering the palace desperately. If we act impulsively at this moment, it will only make the situation more chaotic. Everyone calm down first, and wait for Doctor Xue Let's talk about it after the princess is diagnosed!"

The prince is gone, and the words of the captains played a vital role.

After Xue Ping'an finished diagnosing Xi Lan's pulse in the box, he was surrounded by a group of royal guards when he came out.

"How is the princess? Doctor Xue!"

"The princess suffered from the spring cold the night before. She entered the palace today and exhausted herself from holding on. That's why she passed out. She needs to rest now, so don't hang around here!" Xue Ping'an was implicated in these things early in the morning. , Now there is no time to relax.

Hearing his answer like this, everyone's faces were filled with uneasiness.

In their eyes, the concubine is just a teenage girl. What did she go through to bring back the emperor's will when she entered the palace alone?No one can imagine the hardships involved.

Xue Pingan saw that everyone did not back down, so he persuaded: "The princess will be fine, this little injury can't beat her down! Go back!"

In the end, Yan Ting came out and organized everyone to retreat, but soon, they returned to the six superb guards of the palace to protect the safety of the palace.

Xi Lan fell asleep until midnight, and wanted to drink water, so she opened her eyes and called out, "Qianmo, water."

Qian Mo might have fallen asleep, but no one answered, she forced herself to get off the bed, and poured herself a cup of cold herbal tea.

When she put down the teacup, she looked left and right, but there was no sign of Qian Mo.

In doubt, she walked out of the main room. In the dark night outside, it was as quiet as if the entire courtyard of the palace was just her.

Where did everyone go?

She was panicked, and her memory went back to when she was holding the emperor's jade order and conveying the order, didn't she save everyone?

Suddenly, she found that there was a little light in the courtyard. It was... the study room!
Xi Lan ran over quickly, opened the door lightly, and saw a handsome man in white robe sitting in front of the desk.

"Li Huai!" Surprise first appeared in her eyes, and then it turned into a wry smile.

He lowered his head and pinched his hand hard, it didn't hurt!

It turned out to be a dream!

Li Huai is fake!
"Why did you come out in unlined clothes? It's cold at night, what should I do if I'm sick?" Li Huai was drawing something on paper with a brush in his hand.

Xi Lan walked over slowly, "What are you drawing?"

Li Huai smiled slightly, revealing those white teeth, gently put down the pen, and asked her: "Do you like it?"

She looked down and found that the painting on the paper was a woman in a red wedding robe.

The beauties adorned with phoenix coronets, xiapei and jade flower ribbons have clear eyes and are vividly painted.

That bit of wisdom and worry was even more impressive, she never knew that she could be so beautiful, she couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

"Be careful, the painting is not dry yet!" Li Huai reminded her, she hurriedly stretched out her hand, but her fingers were still stained with black ink from the hair of the person in the painting.

She asked, "Is that me in this painting?"

"En." Li Huai nodded, stretched out his hand to pull her, and sat down at the desk. "Didn't you complain about this king for not giving you a portrait?"

Her eyes moved away from the painting and fell on the handsome cheek in front of her.

Have you ever complained about yourself?Perhaps!
Dreams in dreams always reveal what is on your mind!
"You draw really well!" She praised from the bottom of her heart, but it's a pity that the person is not real, and neither is the painting.

She reached out to caress Li Huai's cheek, the cold touch came from her fingers, what a real dream!
Is she in the dream, or is Li Huai in her dream?

She didn't know, she was a little happy and a little scared.

Afraid that the next moment, the dream will wake up just like before!
"Why are you crying?" Li Huaijian frowned in pain, seeing that crystal teardrop slipping down his cheek, he hugged her tightly in his arms. "If you are angry, scold me!"

Hearing this, she cried even worse!
That was what he said to her on their wedding day.

She was really angry, but she was not angry with Li Huai, but with God.

Why did she meet Li Huai, and why did he become a demon in the world? This marriage was extremely heavy for her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've been away for too long!" Li Huai hugged her, his body was cold, but his voice was warm.

"Li Huai, I should say I'm sorry..."

"Why do you say that?" The other party pulled her out of his arms and stared at her in confusion.

The dark yellow candlelight reflected her curly eyelashes on her cheeks. She swallowed her saliva and replied, "One day, I will be forced to do something. Don't blame me!"

The expression on Li Huai's face froze, and there was a dim light in his eyes.

She felt that Li Huai in this dream must have known what she was talking about. If so, then this confession might be more meaningful.

"I'm sorry, Li Huai, I never thought of hurting anyone, but I had to do it, I'm sorry..." She burst into tears, big and big teardrops fell from her eyes, her eyes became blurred, and again She couldn't hear Li Huai's voice either, she just hugged her head and cried, like a child who lost the most precious thing.

"Girl, what's the matter with you, girl?" Hearing her cry, Xue Pingan stayed by the bed and shook her body gently.

She hugged her body, curled up in the quilt for a long time, and was finally brought back to reality by Xue Ping'an's voice.

She wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve, took a deep breath, and looked back at the worried man.

"Ping'an, I always dream of him. He in the dream is as real as when he was alive. Tell me, Ping'an, is his soul coming back to find me?"

Seeing her like this, Xue Ping'an's eyebrows were tightly knit together, and he couldn't speak a word with his tightly closed lips.

She sat up and asked mockingly, "Even Ping An, do you think I'm crazy?"

The other party let out a sigh of relief, got up and brought her a bowl of chicken soup that had been simmering all night.

"You are too weak, drink it quickly!"

She never made trouble with her body, brought it over, and fed it into her mouth with a spoon.

Xue Pingan hurriedly ordered: "Hot..."

But she has swallowed it!
"You swallowed it so hot?" The other party asked her distressed and puzzled.

She replied, "No matter how hot it is, I will swallow it!"

When the man heard this, his brows tightened again. Normal people couldn't imagine her past life, but Xue Pingan could.

She has been so strong and independent since she was a child. No one else can do as well as her, and no one else can do like her, which makes him feel bad!
He stretched out his hand to take the soup bowl in Xi Lan's hand, blew it to cool down gently, and then approached her.

Xi Lan froze for a moment, but didn't open her mouth.

She has never been good at being so hypocritical, and she would naturally hesitate in the face of other people's kindness.

Xue Pingan had planned for her to be like this, squeezed out a smile, and said calmly: "My family members were all gone that year, girl, do you know? In this world, besides Master, you are my closest relative." people!"

She never thought that she would have such a heavy place in the hearts of others.

But from the perspective of peace, the most precious thing in this world is the hope brought by others in times of despair.

For the young master of the Shen family back then, Xi Lan was such a hope.

When hearing these words, the corners of Xi Lan's eyes suddenly turned sore, and she forced back the tears.

She immediately opened her mouth to drink the chicken soup sent by the other party, but after taking a few sips, she found something on her finger, and she immediately stopped and looked down.

Xue Pingan didn't know what she was looking at, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Her complexion changed drastically, and she asked emotionally, "Ping An, where did the black ink on my fingers come from?"

(End of this chapter)