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Since he lived here, Lin Wenlan's daily life has become very regular, and he goes to the palace every morning to sit and stay by the side of the alliance king. Although it was a little boring, fortunately, it was labor-saving and worry-free, the Alliance King was lying unconscious on the bed, she only needed to sit there for a while, and then go to the palace to sit for a while after lunch and come back.

Four days passed like this, and in the early morning of the fifth day, Lin Wenlan and the marshal received the news: The alliance king and he died of serious illness at 4:30 this morning and had passed away!

Lin Wenlan was taken aback by this news, she quickly changed her clothes, washed her face in a hurry, and then rushed to the palace with the marshal. By the time they arrived at the palace, some princes, princesses, nobles and others had already knelt in front of the bed of the Alliance King, and all the instruments that were originally used to monitor the physical condition of the Alliance King had been removed, and the Alliance King was lying quietly on the bed, with no breath at all.

Lin Wenlan and the marshal walked together in front of the third prince and knelt down facing the alliance king, her mood was really terrible! She secretly looked at the marshal, who was still expressionless, and his dark eyes were deep and terrifying. Lin Wenlan turned her head and didn't dare to look at him again, she thought of the Alliance King lying on the bed, and suddenly had a terrible thought in her heart, should it be ......

No, no, no! It shouldn't be like this, it should be ......

Lin Wenlan lowered her head and forced herself not to think nonsense, but the more she thought like this, the more her brain couldn't control the thoughts, the more she thought about it, the more tangled she felt, and she couldn't extricate herself from it, and she didn't even know when she would come back in the end.

The King of the Alliance died, and the entire Union entered a period of state mourning, and during the funeral of the King of the Alliance, all entertainment activities throughout the empire were to be stopped. The body of the King of the Alliance will be placed in the main hall to be worshipped by everyone, the first three days are only open to the princes and ministers and princes and nobles, and the last six days are open to the public, and everyone has the opportunity to see the King of the Alliance on his last journey. After the eight-day worship period, the Alliance King will be buried in the royal family's mausoleum, and a new king will be announced.

As the eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law, Lord Marshal and Lin Wenlan naturally completed the visit on the first day, and within three days of the princes and ministers' visits, they had to guard the spirit of the alliance king. In the past three days, she has been guarding the coffin of the Alliance King every day, and the doubts in Lin Wenlan's heart have fermented and swelled to the point of no return, she is anxious every day, and wants to ask the marshal, but she doesn't know how to speak.

Lin Wenlan thinks she is a person who can calm down, she knows that she shouldn't ask such a question, but she always feels that if she doesn't ask it, she may be suffocated. So she picked a night that she thought was more suitable, and she finally couldn't help it.

"Yinze, I always feel that the king's death... Something is strange. "Lin Wenlan said very tactfully, very tactfully, strangely, isn't it strange!

The marshal did not answer immediately, but glanced at her nonchalantly. Lin Wenlan, who saw it at that glance, was cold from head to toe, and she involuntarily stepped back. But they were lying on the bed, and the bed was so big, where could she retreat if she retreated!

"I'm still wondering how much longer you can endure it." The marshal smiled unprecedentedly, then turned his head and squinted his eyes and said to her, "Come here." ”

"......" Lin Wenlan was shocked, swallowed his saliva and hesitated, but finally lost under the marshal's sharp eye knife and obediently moved over.

"That's all there is to it?" The marshal patted her head lightly, and there was a bit of amusement in his tone. Lin Wenlan was a little stunned by his photograph all of a sudden, and blinked and didn't react.

"Silly? You stupid melon~" The marshal slapped her again, this time the marshal used a lot of strength, and there was a bit of ridicule in his tone, Lin Wenlan, who was already completely stunned, subconsciously replied with an elbow, and fought back sharply: "You are just a fool!" ”

After she said this, the world fell silent......

Lin Wenlan was stupid, and the marshal didn't seem to be able to react. After a moment, the marshal turned his head to look at her, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous light burst out in an instant. Lin Wenlan was immediately struck like lightning, and he didn't even have a brain at all, and he even struggled to run under the bed. Of course, the ending was very tragic, and as soon as she stood up, she was pulled back by the marshal, and in an instant it became a posture that was extremely unfavorable to her - male up, female down.

Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous!

Lin Wenlan squeezed out a smile with a bitter face, and snorted pitifully: "I was wrong, an unintentional mistake, really an unintentional loss!" ”

The marshal stared at her for a long time, and let out a very disdainful 'hum' from his nose, which knocked heavily on Lin Wenlan's heart, this is not a good sign!

"I was wrong...... Lin Wenlan immediately admitted her mistake obediently, although she didn't think she had done wrong, she just had a faint regret......

"What's wrong?" Marshal asked.

"Everything is wrong...... Lin Wenlan blinked his hazy teary eyes, trying to win a trace of sympathy.

"All wrong?" The marshal drew a few more minutes closer to him, his burning breath spraying her face, almost burning her fragile and sensitive nerves.

"......" Lin Wenlan didn't dare to speak with a bitter face, she was so nervous that she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet, she knew the marshal's uncertain temperament, how to answer? No matter how you answer, it might be better not to speak at all.

Actually, no, simply not talking will only make it worse.

"Don't speak, hard mouth?" Lord Marshal hooked his lips and smiled, and stroked her waist in Lin Wenlan's terrifying gaze. The flexible big hand lifted the hem of her skirt, followed her curve all the way, and came to her most sensitive waist to caress back and forth, causing Lin Wenlan to tremble for a while.

Waist is Lin Wenlan's absolute lifeline.

"Don't don't, please~ Don't! I was wrong, really! I... Hmm......" Lin Wenlan's voice had a pitiful trill, desperately selling cuteness and pretending to be pitiful, hoping that the marshal would let her go. But this was obviously unrealistic, because the marshal had not even given her a chance to finish speaking.

It seems that Lin Wenlan has a whole night to make up for his mistakes.

When she was tossed by the marshal, she suddenly heard the marshal leaning into her ear and whispering, "It's not me." ”

His voice was low and hoarse, and the sense of xing was indescribable. Lin Wenlan's brain had become a mess, and she had no strength or time to think about this sentence anymore.

Therefore, reason is a good thing, but unfortunately Lin Wenlan has and sometimes does not~