Chapter Eighty-Seven: Identity Exposed
Xinglan tiptoed to the outside of the study, looked around secretly, only opened the door a gap and dodged in, she found the bookshelf with ease, and then pressed the button The bookshelf slowly moved to both sides. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"You've disappointed me!" The cold tone echoed in the study, and the sudden appearance made Xinglan unprepared, and the candle in the study turned around sharply.
Dong Ling Zhixuan sat at the table in a white undershirt, his hair falling down to cover half of his face, and his slender fingers made a clicking sound on the table, each of which hit her heart.
Behind him, Calligraphy and Painting looked disappointed, but Qingqi couldn't wait to eat her expression. "It's really a matter of eating things inside and out, and it's in vain that the prince has repeatedly given you a chance. ”
Xinglan panicked, and her first reaction was to explain, "Lord Wang, you listen to me, it's not what you think." "I really don't want to do this, I'm forced to do it,
"What kind of this, we're not blind!" Qingqi slapped open and pulled her calligraphy and paintings, what she said was wrong, isn't it all obvious, what else can be explained.
"I ..." Xinglan really didn't know how to explain it, their identities were destined to be like this.
From the afternoon to now, how much Dong Ling Zhixuan wished she could come to him, tell him her identity, tell him that she was willing to follow him, he was giving her countless opportunities, but she disappointed him again and again.
"Bring people up!" Dong Ling Zhixuan's tone was cold without a trace of emotion.
Xinglan looked towards the door, Ayihao didn't pity the fragrance and dragged Wen Niang into the study, the woman who Xinglan once thought was the most beautiful, at this time her hair was scattered, her clothes were dirty and there were large blood stains. She has never only allowed herself to appear glamorously in front of people, how could she ever be so embarrassed.
"Wen Niang!" Xinglan ran towards Wen Niang, but Dong Ling Zhixuan grabbed his arm, pinched Xinglan's chin with one hand, and smashed his face raw.
Xinglan looked into his eyes, and in addition to the bottomless coldness in his eyes, there was anger that could burn people. Xinglan was pinched by him in a cold sweat, it really hurt, and she felt that her jaw was about to be pinched off.
"You have to think about what is most important to you. His breath sprayed into her face, and Xinglan felt that this was meant to her, yes, what was most important to her. She wanted to say that the most important thing to her was you! But she couldn't.
Dong Ling Zhixuan didn't hear the result he wanted, and the hand that pinched Xinglan's jaw changed to a throat pinch.
He used a lot of force, unlike the last time he was in the palace, she could see that he was not so ruthless in his eyes, this time it was different, he really wanted to die by himself. Xinglan gave up the struggle, tears dripping down his cheeks on his hands, and he was not moved.
Seeing that Xinglan's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Wen Niang cried and shook her head. She has been an orphan since she was a child, and it was Cui Jian who ended her life of exile, taught her to read and practice, and gave her food and clothing. She loved him! She loved him so much that she never thought of betraying him, even when he abandoned her.
She has no relatives, except for Cui Jian, there is only Xinglan, she has always treated her as her own sister, but now she has to choose between the two of them, she can't do it!
"You kill me!Kill me!She doesn't know anything!You let her go!" Wen Niang roared as hard as she could, she wanted to break free of Ayi's grip, but it was all in vain, even if she wasn't injured, she wasn't his opponent, let alone now.
Wen Niang just watched Dongling Zhixuan pinching Xinglan's neck and lifting him off the ground little by little. Xinglan's face was flushed, and her eyes had begun to roll. If she hesitated any longer, Xinglan would really die in front of her.
Wen Niang closed her eyes, "I said, as long as I know everything I know, tell you." Just two simple words seemed to drain all her strength, and she fell to the ground weakly.
Dong Ling Zhixuan got the answer he wanted, and as soon as his hand was loosened, Xinglan fell to the ground unconscious. Wen Niang wanted to crawl over to see if she was still alive, if she died, then she would follow her, and there would still be a companion on Huangquan Road.
But someone preempted her, and Gongsun Yi has been on the verge of going berserk since yesterday's blood confession. By the evening of this day, his heart was very blocked, and only Xinglan didn't let him rest assured when he thought about it, so he simply went to Duanwang's Mansion after dinner.
Who knew that as soon as he came in, he saw such a situation, he pushed Dong Ling Zhixuan away, "What did you do to her!" and then picked up Xinglan on the ground and went towards the house doctor.
When he was about to go out, he said, "Dong Ling Zhixuan, if she has any three strengths and two weaknesses, our friendship for so many years can be regarded as the end." "On the one hand, he is his long-lost sister, and on the other hand, he is a good brother for many years, if Dong Lingzhixuan kills his sister, no matter what, their brother can't do it.
Calligraphy and painting and Qingqi are unknown, they are just righteous brothers and sisters, when their relationship is so good that they can't even compare with their own prince.
Only Dong Ling Zhixuan understood what he meant, and the bowl of blood last night proved that Mu Lan was his long-lost sister. He thought that Gongsun Yi didn't tell him, that is, Mu Lan was not. It's just that I didn't expect fate to be so tricky.
Shen Lao Zhen was fiddling with his flowers and plants, and Gongsun Yi rushed in directly with Xinglan in his arms, "Old man, take a look!"
"You put people down, so I can see it! really!" Shen Lao blew his beard and glared, only holding the person and leaning forward, how can he see it.
Gongsun Yi put the person down, Shen Lao probed his nose, and then scooped off Xinglan's sleeve to check her pulse. Seeing him for a while, Gongsun Yi asked anxiously, "How is it!"
"Not very good. Shen Lao replied to him angrily, didn't you see that I was checking!
When he said this, Gongsun Yi became irritable, "It's not good!
The voice went straight to Shen Lao's eardrums, like a firecracker exploding in his ears, "Stinky boy, you shut up for me! Do you still want to save her!" Gongsun Yi closed his mouth as soon as he heard that Xinglan's life was about it.
"Tell me what's going on!" Shen Lao asked, you have to prescribe the right medicine!
"I was pinched by Dongling Zhixuan's fucking eggs. Gongsun Yi gritted his teeth and said.
As soon as Gongsun Yi said it, Shen Lao noticed that there were red pinch marks on Xinglan's neck, and he immediately understood, no wonder his breathing was weak, but there was still a heartbeat.
"Help her up, the larynx bone may be broken, stuck in the breathing port. "Elder Shen told Gongsun Yi that what he had to do now was to find a way to make her breathe.
Gongsun Yi stupidly picked up Xinglan, not knowing what to do, "What to do next!"