Although it was only two hours, the sixth prince lost his energy because of his poor health, but Yilan was already tired and couldn't stand it. was half-dragged and half-hugged by the lotus pod and pulled back to the house, and lay down on the bed and didn't know anything.

After a few days passed like this, Yilan had a new understanding of her body. The owner of this body should have a strong internal skills, she is deaf and clear, and her ability to perceive the breath around her is very strong. In the past few days, she felt that there were at least dozens of women in this palace who had martial arts, but their kung fu was not high, and their breath was neither deep nor stable.

And the sixth prince who is weakly clinging to a woman is not to be underestimated. He was by no means like the rumors in the outside world that he only knew red and green, and emptied his body, and several times Yilan felt that the hidden guard beside the prince was asking the prince for instructions with the method of transmitting sound into the secret, and the prince also answered from time to time.

Transmission of sound into the secret is a very deep inner home**, and it is by no means something that can be used by people who even have to walk with others. Although I don't know what Lu Dao said, I can still sense the fluctuation of my breath.

Some of the yin yan novel albums given to the prince by the old mother are often mixed with various newspapers, which can be felt from the prince's suddenly serious eyes when he reads the book.

But Yilan couldn't use those internal strengths, and her body was already deteriorating day by day.

The cost of sitting there for two hours is almost a day's sleep. Yilan had some bad premonitions, such a weak body had no medicine to recuperate, and her diet was very poor. Shangguo is located in the northland, it is now early autumn, and when I came back yesterday, it rained, and after a few drops, I felt cold to the bone marrow, and I started a high fever in the morning after tossing and turning.

Lian Peng was crying anxiously, she had been out of the city several times, but no matter who she looked for, she didn't care whether they were alive or dead, she could only take a cold handkerchief and keep applying it to Yilan's forehead to alleviate her pain.

"Miss, don't go today." Seeing that it was too late to get out of bed, Yilan struggled to sit up again. She must go today, maybe this is the last few days of her life in this world, and she already feels that life is passing. She had to win some opportunities for the lotus pen, who had been by her side since she opened her eyes, and she couldn't let her be trapped in this dark prince's mansion after her death.

insisted on drawing a delicate makeup, she took out the dowry given by the villa, the sycamore phoenix tail, gently tuned the sound, and let the lotus peng go to the main hall together.

It is still the warbler and the warbler Yanyan who show their talents, and when the dance is over, there is a moment of tranquility in the hall. A man who looked like a eunuch shouted at a high level, "What other girl wants to put on a show for the prince?" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Yilan walking to the steps with the qin in her arms, and knelt down gently: "Slave concubine Yilan, I am willing to serve the prince for a song, and I wish the prince health and peace." ”

Hua Wuji suddenly sat up straight, he naturally would not be desolate and weak, he had paid attention to this woman since the first day Yilan entered this hall. He instinctively felt that she should have sensed his disguise, for she always cast a look of contempt and unscathing glance at him when he showed his true colors.

Although her weakness made Hua Wuji feel distressed, she never gave treatment, and the food was the worst, just waiting for her to beg, and after waiting for so many days, she finally couldn't stand it. Hua Wuji didn't know how to go, if she didn't come out today, would he be able to bear not to take care of her, this woman was too stubborn, and she almost held on to the banquet for so many days, and then was dragged out of the party.

"Ylang? Why haven't you heard of it? Oh, I remember, it was sent by Wanxi Villa a few days ago, right? Well, this king listens to you. He lay back down, with his usual lazy expression.

When playing the piano, this body used to be the skill of the owner, and it should be better than all the people I have heard these days, I have just tried it in the house, and as soon as my mind moves, my fingers are very smooth.

The song of the phoenix is full of grief and reluctance, and it is full of anger. This is a portrayal of her state of mind in the short time she came to this world, and before she could figure out why she came here, she would pass away in a blink of an eye, so where would she be waiting for her next? Is it possible to remember everything here?

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers. In this song, she poured all her heart and soul into it, but Qu Ba only felt a sweet throat, and hurriedly covered it with her sleeve, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on her sleeve.

Hana Wuji was still silent in this mournful tune, ached by the bright red piercing eyes in front of him.

"Well played, good. What do you want? Just say it. Could it be that she was too big, but she didn't expect her to be so sick, and Hua Wuji could hardly hide her distress.

"Prince Hui" settled down, knelt on the ground, and said lightly, "Yilan is already a dying person, there is nothing else to ask for, but there is a servant girl Lotus Peng by his side, I hope that the prince can let her go back to the villa after Yilan's death, and marry a lover." ”

"That's what you're asking to play?" Hanago's eyes narrowed, which was his habitual action before he got angry.

"Yes, I hope the prince will be fulfilled." Ylang leaned down. Today is the last opportunity, and she can't afford to play another song.

"Fulfillment? Who said you would die? Why let her go, and the woman who came to this mansion, which one is not the woman of this king? Looking at her pale face that she couldn't even hide with fat powder, Hua Wuji was completely angry. This woman is so smart and transparent, why don't she want to survive, hasn't she seen the cover of this king, is she not dissatisfied if she can stay by her side? Hua Wushan has always been narcissistic, but he himself will never admit it.

Hearing the rejection, Yilan no longer had any strength, only to hear Lian Peng crying and running out and hugging her, and he didn't know what to say anymore.

The next day, I woke up to the call of the lotus pod, and it was good to have one more day to live.

"Miss, you're finally awake, and you're scared to death." Lian Peng saw Yilan open her eyes, and pounced on her again and cried.

Seeing Lian Peng's red and swollen eyes beside him, this poor child must have been frightened. But the days of being with her are numbered, and she must be strong. Ylan reached out and wiped her tears from her eyes.

"Miss, you'll be fine right away, medicine, they sent medicine." After speaking, he pointed to a bowl of pitch-black medicinal juice beside him, with a look of excitement.

Today, this bowl of pitch-black medicinal juice can no longer replace Yilan's desire to survive. It is said that the ancients had a short life, and Yilan has not yet fully integrated into this world, but has already tasted the helplessness and sadness of life being gone.

Shaking his head, he refused to drink the medicine.

"Miss, you must drink, the doctor said that you will have strength after drinking, and you will go to the main hall at night." Seeing Yilan's refusal, Lianpeng's tears fell again, and now this medicine is all her hope.

It is already like this, and it is said that you can go to the main hall after drinking the medicine, and this medicine must contain narcotic drugs. In this way, instead of lying in pain, it is better to make yourself more relaxed, and it can also make the lotus tree happy.