Duan Ling broke through the door, his heart full of murderous intent: no matter who saw Lan Zhi's secret, he would not give that person a chance to leak it out! But I saw that among the scattered bricks and mud in the house, the woman stood with her back to him, and the dim candlelight outlined the lines of her body more and more beautifully, but the smooth skin was ...... There was not a single mark on it.

Duan Ling was stunned, and his footsteps paused for a moment. Lan Zhi kept putting on her coat, stepped forward and grabbed the maid's wrist and dragged her out of the hole in the wall!

The maid struggled and screamed. Duan Ling gathered his mind, walked to Lan Zhi's side a few times, and grabbed the maid's neck like electricity! Just picked her up!

The screaming stopped abruptly. The maid struggled desperately on her toes in the air, and her face gradually turned blue because of the lack of oxygen. Duan Ling looked at her expressionlessly, but the killing intent gradually dissipated in his chaotic thoughts. Then before the maid could suffocate to death, he suddenly let go and tossed her aside!

The maid slammed into the wall, fell to the ground, and fainted without a snort. But another beautiful female voice sounded at the same time: "Oops! What's going on? ”

Duan Ling turned around slowly: "Her Royal Highness the eldest princess came down really quickly. ”

The eldest princess stood outside the door, looking at the fainted maid with a look of surprise. Hearing Duan Ling speak, she stepped forward and took the vial in her hand to Duan Ling: "This palace suddenly remembered some incense to soothe the fetus and nourish the spirit, so I hurried to send it to Mrs. Duan." Seeing that Duan Ling didn't answer, she naturally withdrew her hand, and said to Lan Zhi considerately: "Mrs. Duan, the subordinate is not in a situation, you are not frightened, right?" ”

The current situation is obviously not something that can be prevaricated by the word "no form", but Lan Zhi did not pursue it, shook her head and said in a deep voice: "It's nothing."

Her Royal Highness the eldest princess patted her chest exaggeratedly, as if she was relieved. He pulled down his face and said to the guard: "Come on, drag this down and interrogate the palace well!" ”

After saying this, she seemed to glance at Duan Ling unintentionally. But to her surprise, Duan Ling did not object. The man turned his head to look at Lan Zhi and said softly, "It's not too early, let's go home." ”

The eldest princess laughed: "Also, since you are eager to ask for a son, you have to work harder for that adult." However, the palace was not interesting, and the two of them were delayed for a long time. ”

Duan Ling didn't answer, took Lan Zhi's hand and turned around and left, and didn't say goodbye to the eldest princess. The eldest princess didn't care, and even handed the vial in her hand to the maid beside her: "Why don't you send it to Mrs. Duan?" ”

Duan Ling led Lan Zhi through the high palace walls, without talking all the way. When I left the palace, it was already the middle of the year (22 o'clock). On the carriage, Duan Ling looked at Lan Zhi who was recuperating with his eyes closed, and finally broke the silence: "No wonder Ah Zhi dared to change clothes, it turned out that she had already dealt with it." It's good to keep the maid alive, just to make Qiu Yucheng die. ”

Lan Zhi closed her eyes, as if she hadn't heard him. Duan Ling waited for a while, and then asked, "It's just that I don't know what method Ah Zhi used to cover that mark?" ”

The carriage remained silent. After a long time, Duan Ling said softly: "Is Ah Zhi tired?" ”

Lan Zhi still didn't answer. Duan Ling didn't say anything more, lifted the curtain and looked out of the car.

The road they walked did not pass through the night market, there were few pedestrians, and the occasional laughter was heard intermittently, but it made the carriage quiet. Duan Ling lowered the curtain and looked at Lan Zhi again. The woman's eyes were still closed, her breathing was steady as if she was asleep, but Duan Ling knew that she was not asleep. Duan Ling was a little confused, those mixed thoughts were crowded in his head, scrambling to find an outlet, Duan Ling's lips moved slightly, but after a few hesitations, he finally didn't make a sound.

The horse's hooves sounded regularly, and Duan Ling only felt that this long road was like a long night, with no end in sight. But the carriage finally stopped. The coachman said respectfully, "My lord, it's here." ”

Lan Zhi finally opened her eyes. She didn't look at Duan Ling, she just stood up by herself, lifted the curtain and wanted to go out. Duan Ling suddenly grabbed her hand, and said in a gentle but unrefusable tone: "Ah Zhi, go back to the house tonight to accompany me." ”

Lan Zhi didn't look back, but broke free from his hand and jumped out of the carriage. Duan Ling got out of the car and saw her walking in the palace. He stared at the woman's back with complicated eyes for a while, and then said to the guards waiting on the side: "Go to Xinfeng Courtyard to find Du Lianxue...... Bring her to the house. ”

Lan Zhi went directly to the bedroom of the two, and when Duan Ling entered the room, she was sitting at the table and pouring tea for herself. Duan Ling stood at the door for a moment, slowly closed the door, and then he paced around the room, lighting up the candlelight one by one: "Ah Zhi, you have to talk to me about the birthmark." ”

Lan Zhi put down the teapot and had a cold attitude: "Why should I talk to you." ”

Duan Ling lowered his eyes at the jumping candle flame: "I am your husband, your birthmark is missing, I should always know about such a big thing." ”

Lan Zhi took a sip of tea and wrote lightly: "I found a potion and wiped it on my back to cover the birthmark." ”

Duan Ling turned around and walked to sit down beside her: "What potion?" Who gave it to you? And who painted it for you? ”

Lan Zhi was silent for a moment, then turned her head to look at him: "What are you doing here?" Do you want to ask me? ”

Duan Ling stared at her for a moment: "The stakes are high, I just want an answer." ”

Lan Zhi had a cold face: "You doubt me." ”

If it was normal for Lan Zhi to speak with such an attitude, Duan Ling would not dare to ask again. But tonight, he was so worried in his heart that he had to say his question: "What potion can cover the birthmark in this Haotian City and even Yuyuan Kingdom, and the Tiger Weiwei Society doesn't know?" Who can secretly help you apply the potion and hide it from me and Qiu Yucheng? ”

Lan Zhi's tone became colder: "So what? ”

Duan Ling opened his mouth slightly. Some words were on his lips, but he couldn't say them, and finally he could only say with difficulty: "So...... This potion was given to you by Nakahara Hosaku? It was also painted by Nakahara Fine for you? ”

He hoped that Lan Zhi would admit it and dispel those bad conjectures in his heart, but Lan Zhi sneered: "So, my brother is worried about my safety?" Afraid that if I continue to collude with Zhongyuan Xiaozuo, someone will find out? She smiled, "Or, what you care about is actually ...... Do I have a birthmark on my body, and whether I am the king of Nalan or not. ”

This sentence came out, as if the last layer of gauze paper had been pierced, and the atmosphere in the room instantly stiffened. Duan Ling and Lan Zhi looked at each other, but they could only see the coldness in her eyes. He didn't want the situation to get worse, but he couldn't let himself go, so he grabbed Lan Zhi's hand on the table and said softly: "Ah Zhi, let me look at your back again." ”

Lan Zhi jerked her hand suddenly! Refused: "No need! She took a deep breath and looked straight at Duan Ling: "You don't have to hide it, you can tell me what you think!" Why have you been looking for King Nalan for many years and have no news, and when the Central Plains is about to rescue the prince, I suddenly appeared in Haotian City? Why did I cut down the sacred tree and give you a chance to find my traces? Why did I go to join the army when you happened to be in charge of training new recruits, and you had to deal with it? ”

The last trace of warmth on Duan Ling's face also faded. Lan Zhi continued in an increasingly aggressive tone: "In the prison, I risked my life to kill Zhongyuan Xizuo, and also passed on military information for him, is it really just a momentary kindness? I cooperated with the Central Plains to kill Xiang Jinxiu, am I really avenging my adoptive father's family? My younger brother is the leader of the Central Plains, and I really don't know anything about his plans? On the night of the Autumn Mansion Rebellion, I will appear in the inner courtyard to steal the token, what else can it be? ”

After Lan Zhi said this, she seemed to have finished venting her emotions and regained her calm again. She was silent for a long time, then suddenly pulled the corners of her mouth, and said softly to herself: "My brother has never really trusted me." ”

Duan Ling looked at her fixedly. He was so suspicious, how could what Laneige said not attract his attention? But just because she had Yin Luohua on her back, he chose to believe it. Now, he couldn't help but start to reflect: Was it because he was too persistent in finding the king of Nalan that he was found by the enemy to take advantage of it?

The good memories of the past flashed in Duan Ling's mind like a marquee, and then disillusioned one by one, and finally froze into a good silhouette of Lan Zhijiao under the candlelight. Suddenly struck again, and for a moment, Duan Ling suddenly felt his heart ache like a knife: Is she really the King of Nalan he was looking for? Is she a gift to open her eyes to fulfill his obsession, or is it ...... The spies that the Central Plains people painstakingly planted beside him?

Duan Ling got up suddenly, didn't say a word, and strode away.

Lan Zhi watched Duan Ling leave, her heart empty. She knew her purpose was about to be accomplished. Duan Ling has never been a person who believes in "coincidence", and has believed in her so many times in the past, but it is only because she has a birthmark on her back. But now, he has lost the foundation of trusting her. When he thinks about it, when his search is fruitless, she is no longer his king, but a scheming liar, all with malice.

At that time...... Will he be furious? And what will be done with her? Will he simply throw her into the prison to be tortured, out of sight? If so, should she now consider fleeing? ……

Lan Zhi tucked her legs into the chair and buried her head in her knees. She didn't want to escape, and she couldn't escape, she also promised Xiao Jianchu that she would be responsible for supporting Duan Ling on the day of rescuing the prince. Now things have changed, but she has to give it a try......

Lan Zhi was in a trance, but heard footsteps outside the door. When she looked up, she saw a group of guards walking quickly to the outside of the bedroom, and they actually guarded the door. Lan Zhi saw that they were standing in two rows, and suddenly felt that something was pricked in her heart, and a sharp pain spread quickly: Obviously, Duan Ling had already made a move, so he ...... She was □□.

She slowly stood up and walked to the door. But before she could lift her foot and step out of the threshold, the guards drew their swords one after another, and the tip of the sword was pointed at her chest. One of the guards spoke, "Madam, your lord has an order, you can't leave for the time being. ”

The cold iron reflected the light faintly under the candlelight, and the coldness seemed to penetrate into Lan Zhi's heart. She didn't answer, just raised her hand and slowly closed the bedroom door. Then she walked to the bedside and lay down in her kimono...... For the first time in the new house of the two, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

This night, Duan Ling did not appear again. At the beginning of the morning, a maid came in to wash Lan Zhi and bring breakfast. After a day of nothing, Lan Zhi finally had time to take a good look at the new house of the two. The red decorations of the wedding have been removed, and the wedding bed is covered with water-red bedding sheets. Lan Zhi couldn't help but recall the water-red dormitory that Duan Ling had built for her, and unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth slightly. But the smile was fleeting. Lan Zhi put her hand on the mandarin duck quilt and thought silently: Maybe it's past tonight...... He was able to change the sheets.

But I heard the door pushing. Lan Zhi turned her head to look and saw a team of guards entering the room. The leader said to her, "Madam, my lord has been invited, and I have offended." ”

Then several guards stepped forward and tied chains to her hands. Lan Zhi followed them out of the bedroom, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, they came to a rockery in the middle of nowhere. Before getting married, Lan Zhi had been here a few times, but it was only then that she discovered that there was a secret passage hidden under this rockery, and at the end of the secret passage was the private prison of Duan Mansion.

Duan Ling was already in prison. The man sat in a chair against the wall, his whole being hidden in the shadows. He watched silently as the guards handcuffed Lan Zhi's feet and her hands were lifted, and then he waved his hands lightly and motioned for everyone to retreat. Then he stood up, took the torch, and walked behind Lan Zhi.

The flames jumped, and the heat was even clearer in the dungeon. Lan Zhi stared intently at her shadow jumping with the firelight, but felt Duan Ling's hand fall on her collar.

With a few "snort" sounds, her clothes were torn apart! The man ruffled her long hair, fingertips falling on her bare back. The temperature of the flames was closer, and Duan Ling's hand roamed over her back, searching carefully inch by inch, as if he was still expecting to find something, and refused to give up.

Lan Zhi let him move, without giving any reaction. After some time, her dangling wrist began to feel pain, and the temperature of the flame finally faded. Duan Ling threw the torch at his feet, suddenly grabbed her chin and twisted it back, leaning closer. His voice was a little hoarse, not as cold and nice as usual: "How did you get that birthmark before?" ”

He used a lot of force, and Lan Zhi was pinched painfully. She tried to move her lips, but Duan Ling Fang let go of her hand slightly and let her speak: "I don't know...... They drew it for me. ”

Duan Ling was silent again. Lan Zhi was twisted by him, forced to lean back in a strange position, and after a long time, she couldn't maintain it, so she had to move her body slightly. Xu was aware of her discomfort, and Duan Ling let go of the hand that restrained her. But in the next second, he raised his hands and encircled her in his arms!

Lan Zhi froze instantly. Although Duan Ling was neatly dressed, she was almost complete. Naked, such a close blind date, she wasn't sure what Duan Ling meant. The man's left hand pressed against her chest, and his right hand pressed against her collarbone, this position was too aggressive, and Lan Zhi unconsciously tensed her body. She opened her mouth slightly and was about to speak, but she felt the man's right hand go up a little bit and slowly choke her neck!

Breathing is instantly difficult! Lan Zhi's eyes widened in disbelief. Duan Ling actually wanted to kill her! This was something she didn't expect. The man's fingers gradually tightened, and although his movements were slow, he could not see the slightest hesitation. Death suddenly stood in front of her without warning, Lan Zhi felt that she should find a way to save herself, but her mind was in chaos, and for a while she felt that it was better to die in his arms than to be thrown into the prison and killed by others, and for a while she remembered that she had promised Ren Yuanbai to rescue the prince, but she had not fulfilled her promise and could not die just yet......

The feeling of suffocation hit, Lan Zhi slowly closed her eyes, and a bitter smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth: It turns out that ...... He had no feelings for her at all. Originally...... All he wanted was "King Nalan". 166 Reading Network