In the afternoon, Yanran sorted out the medical books in the Tairan study as usual. When there is a fold, he will review the fold, and read the book if there is no fold. Both people like this kind of afternoon time and can spend the afternoon in peace.

But on this day, calmly failed to accompany her. He said that Li Zheng told him something last night, involving An Zhaoxiong, and he had to discuss it with his father. He instructed Yanran a few words, and hurried out. Yan Ran wondered in her heart, why didn't she say anything in the Yuede Palace in the morning? But I just thought about it for a moment and put it aside.

He didn't come back until the sun went down, and he looked very tired. Yanran asked him why he had been gone for so long, and he said that his father had a nap and couldn't be disturbed, so he waited for a while.

The four of them sat down at the table and finished eating, but no one spoke. Yan Ran was preoccupied, and she didn't know how to clip the dishes. Tairan had to help her pick up the vegetables again and again, she was not picky, she ate whatever came in the bowl, and she was completely unwilling. Ding Ran and Jing Ran looked at the two of them curiously while cooking rice, and they only felt that Sister Yanran and Brother Prince were very strange today.

It was completely dark, and she became more and more uneasy, and took an early bath and went to sleep.

Hearing that the surrounding room was gradually quieting, Yanran sat up, took out two small bottles from the package in the room, poured out the medicinal powder inside, and wrapped them in paper, which was her life-saving thing. took out a small dagger again, which was prepared for her by Ming Lang on the night of the attack on Luoding Mountain in Chimelong Kingdom. Because it is easy to carry, she always carries it with her. After that, I went to bed and meditated, and ran the phaseless heart method twice more, and only after feeling that the veins around my body were unimpeded did I open my eyes.

Before you know it, the time has passed, and the time is coming. She changed into a black suit, inserted the dagger into the boot, and carried the medicine in her arms. After another pause, he quietly pushed the door open.

Yun Lan Yunfen, who was on duty, was dozing off, and she was walking like a fish, and she came to the gate. There were no guards outside the door, maybe it was the time for the shift change, she didn't think much about it, and ran in the direction of the Imperial Garden.

There is indeed a pavilion by the wall in the southeast corner of the imperial garden, standing on the edge of a spring, Yanran with the help of trees and flowers to cover, slowly touch the rockery opposite the pavilion and squat down, looking at the pavilion.

The pavilion is not big, and there are stone tables and chairs in the middle, which can allow people to sit and enjoy the scenery. Under the moonlight, a young man in a light blue shirt stood sideways to her, facing the direction of Qixiang Palace.

She always thought that only Minglang could wear blue beautifully, pure and clean. But at this moment, An Yefeng gave him a good feeling, because he was tall, and the blue shirt had more elegance on him.

It's a pity that his personality has lived up to his appearance at the moment.

After cheering herself up again and again, she quietly came to the end of the rockery, appeared from the corner of a road, and walked towards the pavilion.

As soon as the footsteps sounded, An Yefeng turned around and saw her, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Ran stood in front of him across the spring and said, "I'm coming." Tell me something. ”

"Alone?"

"Alone!"

He was a little on tiptoe and jumped to Yan Ran's side, and his light skills were not weak. He stared into her eyes: "I don't believe that shrewd prince would be unaware, so I don't plan to spend the night with you here." So saying, he grabbed her by the waist, jumped up to the corner of the pavilion, and on tiptoe reached the high wall. After getting off the wall, they counted out the palace. There was a horse tied to it in the shadows, and he put Yanran on the horse's back, and flew on the horse himself, and when he kicked the horse in the belly, the horse galloped to the north.

Yan Ran crouched on the horse's back, with a hint of vague curiosity in her heart. She wanted to find out what he was thinking. After galloping around and around the pace, the horses stopped, and they appeared on the embankment of a large river.

This river is the lower reaches of the Luming River, which is known as the "Canglang River" in Yongzhou. At this moment, the night wind is howling, the river is rushing, and the air is thick with clear water vapor. The embankment under their feet was towering, and the river water splashed Yanran's skirt, but it also made her heart forget her fear, forget her worries, and gradually become excited. She stood in the wind, looking out into the dark distance across the river. The night breeze lifted her long hair and outlined her into a beautiful statue.

An Yefeng stood beside her and said, "It seems that you like it very much." ”

Yanran nodded. Having lived in the mountains for a long time, she has a different understanding of nature, and has a deep affection for the magnificent natural landscapes such as mountains and deep valleys, and large rivers. They are suitable for looking up, and they are also suitable for lonely people to go to. So she was immersed in it, and the fear in her heart disappeared. At this moment, she felt that they should be two simple people, people without scheming.

Tired of standing, she simply sat down and said, "I have lived in the mountains for many years, and I know the insignificance of man and the magic of nature. So sometimes I'd rather be a bird in the mountains, a fox, or a fish in the water than a human. ”

An Yefeng was silent for a moment, and said: "You are a princess, and you have an emperor and a prince who are obedient to you, why do you still have regrets in your heart?" ”

"Perhaps, some wishes are not for fulfillment, but for you to feel regretful," she smiled, looking up at him: "Say, what do you want to do when you brought me here?" ”

"What do you think I can do?" He smiled coldly and said, "You should have heard of my notoriety, I am interested in all the good-looking girls in the capital, so there is no reason to let you go." ”

"I thought you were going to kidnap me and threaten my brother or father."

"I'm thinking about it, but I'd rather get you first. Do you think it's better to do that one first? ”

Yanran curled up and touched the dagger in her boots. "I think it's both. You think, if you kidnap me or violate me, I will resist. I can't beat you, but I can poison you, you don't know that I like to make drugs, do you? Even if the poison on my body can't poison you, it's not difficult to poison yourself. And once I die, it will do you more harm than good, and without my weakness my father and brother, it will be difficult for your father and son to bear their wrath. I live as long as I'm in a good mood, or I can help you with something, such as meeting some of your not too excessive requests. You're right? ”

She looked up at him: "Also, you brought me to this place because you just want to talk to me." You're so smart that you know I'm good at nothing else, and it's okay to talk nonsense. ”

An Yefeng just sneered on her face, and when she finished speaking, she suddenly leaned over and stretched out her hand to clamp her neck: "You are indeed talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will strangle you now?" ”

He exerted the strength of his hands, tightening it tighter and tighter, Yanran's face was flushed, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped. She regretted that she was too proud, he obviously had a third choice, that is, to kill her directly and throw her body into the field, so that no one would know that it was him. She struggled to reach for the poison in her arms, but he suddenly let go of his hand and pushed her. She rolled on the ground several times in a row, retching. It's easy to get angry, and I can only angrily scold him a few words of "bastard".

An Yefeng looked at her condescendingly: "I just want you to understand that if I want to kill you, you can't play those little tricks at all." ”

"Is the throne really that important?" She got up and sat down with her knees crossed, and asked weakly, "Is it worth the desperate gamble of your father and son?" How many emperors have you seen who have died peacefully? It's in vain that you're so smart, and you're also a vulgar thing. ”

"Xie Tairan is a vulgar thing. If I were him, I wouldn't let you stay in a place like the palace. ”

Yan Ran blinked: "You're right, if it weren't for these troubles you created, my brother and I would never have come back after living in seclusion in the mountains!" ”

An Yefeng didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking.

Although it was late spring, the night wind was getting colder, and she couldn't help but shrink back. She heard An Yefeng say faintly: "Anyway, there is nothing else to do in life, and it is not bad to grab the throne and have fun." ”

Yan Ran hurriedly said, "What's nothing? There are too many fun things in life, but you don't know how to enjoy them! For example, playing the mountains and rivers, playing the piano and composing poems, raising flowers and teasing birds, and calling friends...... Also, like you, you have to find a good girl to pamper and love, two people love each other for a lifetime, give birth to two or three children, how can there be nothing else! Yan Ran was simply indignant.

An Yefeng looked at her with a smile. She touched her neck a little weakly and said flatteringly: "Don't do it, I'm not talking nonsense." ”

An Yefeng pulled her up from the ground and pulled her left sleeve up, revealing the cloth towel that bandaged the wound, and he simply untied it neatly. She was shocked: "What are you doing! I wanted to break free, but I was clamped tightly by him. A long wound was revealed. A thin layer of scabs had formed, and the flesh around the wound was a pale pink color. He pulled out a small glass bottle from his bosom and poured out a powder with a faint fluorescence, slowly coating her wounds. His gestures were steady, but they were also heavy, and Yanran felt pain and numbness, and goosebumps all over her body.

"What kind of medicine is this? Seven steps to kill? Pins are scattered? Hemolytic powder? ”