The sun shone through the crimson curtains on the bed, and Lan drunk babbled so uncomfortably that she covered her eyes with the back of her hand, but the light was pervasive, leaking through her fingers.

Blue drunken eyes narrowed into a slit and looked out still orange and yellow, the same as in a dream.

Lazily lying on the bed for a while, Lan drunk stuffed a pillow on his back, and leaned against the bed with his forehead in a daze.

dreamed again, after two years, she finally saw Su Lingyu again.

This dream is not continuous with the last time Lan Zui dreamed about it. The conversation between Lan Zuitong guò Su Lingyu and Qin Caifeng can roughly tell that Su Lingyu has just entered the palace. Contacting the note in the last dream, it was not difficult for Lan Zui to guess that the note was the Feishu that Qin Caifeng of the Ning'an Palace handed over to Su Lingyu and agreed on the time and place of meeting.

What Lan Zui didn't understand was that she hadn't dreamed of related people or things for more than two years, why did she continue this dream that night when she first came into contact with the clues of Concubine Lan's tomb?

Does this mean that Concubine Lan's tomb is related to Jun Yihuang's lost soul, and she has found the right way?

But even if Concubine Lan's tomb is related to Jun Yihuang's lost soul, where will she go to find the specific location of Concubine Lan's tomb? Zhu Yuan, the only one who knows the clues, is crazy, and who is the old Yu who shouted when Zhu Yuan was unconscious? Is it dead or alive now?

The series of questions was like a mess, and Lan Drunk couldn't figure it out after talking about it for a long time.

"Well, what is this! The grievances of more than 1,000 years ago have something to do with me...... Let me live a clean life, okay! ”

Lan drunk held his face and felt sorry for himself. Last time in Jun Yihuang's fight, she and Rong Thirteen, Bai Suhe died for nine lifetimes before they had to get out, and after so long, sometimes I still broke out in a cold sweat when I think about it. She has had a shadow on the ground since she hit that time, and now it's good, if Jun Yihuang's lost soul and two souls are still buried in the ancient tomb, she doesn't know how long the days of her upside down will be! Well, she played elementary school and made a living in an upside-down fight, so she had to go to it hard, and at most she didn't have to die.

What made Lan drunk even more depressed was that the culprit who let her go to the ground didn't appreciate this love very much, so he pulled her and Su Lingyu together if she had something to do, and she came to that yesterday. This made Lan Zui really want to pull out the beauty in Tsing Yi in her dream last night and ask Su Lingyu to solve the bunch of she made by herself.

Before I could finish feeling sorry for myself, there was a sudden crackling sound in the living room. Lan Zui was so shocked that he jumped out of bed like a pinprick in his ass, and rushed directly into the living room without wearing slippers.

Sky! Sure enough, the ominous premonition came true!!

Lan Zui's mouth opened into an O-shape, and he saw a white paper doll standing on the edge of the dining table, looking down at a pile of black fragments on the ground.

"Jun Yi Huang! What are you doing! ”

Lan drunk was really crazy this minute. Although this set of purple sand tea sets for koi play lotus is not a treasure, it is Lan Zui's beloved thing, and she herself is careful when she uses it for fear of bumping into it. It's good now, I won't have this trouble in the future, Jun Yihuang directly helped her fall into scum.

Only then did the doll raise her head and say, "...... I want to make tea. ”

Tea! Do you have a place to drink tea?

Lan was so drunk that his whole body trembled, and he couldn't speak.

"It's not a good thing, if you like it, I'll ......take it again" Jun Yihuang went from Zhenzhen to his voice gradually quiet, faintly apologetic and hesitant: "...... I want to make you tea. ”

Lan was stunned: "What kind of tea do you want to make for me?" ”

The doll's head tilted to the side, and the voice was almost inaudible: "Yesterday...... It's me who is not good, you are not Su Lingyu. ”

"......" Lan Zui looked at the doll, and then at the pile of debris on the ground, angry and speechless, and didn't know what expression to show for a while.

After a while, Lan Zui sighed lightly, but still bent down and began to pick up the debris on the ground.

"Blue drunk?"

"Don't call me." Lan Zui held the fragments and his heart was dripping with pain, and he said angrily with a straight face: "You shut up for me today, and I'll throw you out if you say one more word!" You yourself go to find the soul with this body. ”

“……”

Lan Zui swept the debris with a broom and wiped the water-stained tea leaves on the table with a rag, but fortunately, Jun Yihuang only broke the pot and a cup, and she quickly put the remaining cup in a place where the doll at the top of the eight-treasure shelf was out of reach. After finishing and preparing to throw Jun Yihuang back to the guest bedroom, he thought about it, only to find that there was a puddle of water stains on the doll's right arm.

Jun Yihuang's body is made of rune paper, although it was spelled by Bai Suhe, it is still a piece of paper in the final analysis. The paper was soaked in hot water, and at the moment it was half soft, hanging down and swaying beside the doll's body.

Jun Yihuang's facial features were sideways to the side of his arm, and he didn't squeak. One person and one ghost are so opposed, and in the end, it was Lan who was drunk and soft-hearted and defeated first, and picked up Jun Yihuang to find a hair dryer.

"The next time you dare to touch my precious thing again, I'll throw you in the basin and make you unable to move!"

The hair dryer roared, blowing Jun Yihuang's soft and collapsed arms. Lan Zui tilted his head: "Yes, and in the future, if you want to use the wind knife on me again, I'll just splash you with a cup of tea." ”

“…………”

The water marks on the rune paper quickly evaporated under the hot wind, and finally reshaped. Lan Zui pinched it along the original shape, and the shape of his arm was back, but the tea stains on the dye could not evaporate, and the yellow puddle was quite disgusting.

“…… I really have to hurry up and call Bai Suhe to change your body, others don't know what the hell you have on your hands, and you will doubt my hygiene habits when they see you. ”

“……”

"There is another cup on the table, why do you have to touch my purple sand tea set?"

“……”

"Speak!"

“…… See what you usually like. ”

……

"Jun Yihuang, you bear child." Lan Zui stretched out his fingers to flick the paper doll's arm that had not yet completely dried, and regardless of whether Jun Yihuang could understand it or not, he stretched out his arm to hug Jun Yihuang, and the corners of his mouth buried in the back of the doll hooked a faint smile.

Yesterday's uncertainty seems to have vanished in this moment.

It's just a pity for her purple clay pot and cup...... This is broken into two, and it won't be able to be used in a set in the future......

“…… Rain ...... She also liked to put her arms around me when no one was around. ”

Jun Yihuang's low voice sounded out of place.

Lan Zui's body stiffened slightly, and he hugged him tighter: "I'm Lan Zui, not Su Lingyu." ”

"I know."

Jun Yihuang's two short arms stretched out, simulating a hugging posture. She knew that Lan Zui was not Yu'er, she just missed it.

Nostalgic for the warm days of yesteryear.

"I dreamed again last night." After a long while, Lan Zui let go, put the doll next to him, and turned on the TV as if chatting: "I dreamed of Su Lingyu again." ”

“……”

"When I woke up in the morning, I was thinking that I had just found the tomb of Concubine Lan during the day, and I started dreaming at night. And when I returned to the tomb of the Duchess of Qin and showed you the picture of the banquet in the tomb of the Duchess of Qin, there was no response. Does this mean that I have found the right direction, and that your lost soul is related to the tomb of Concubine Nalan? What is the relationship between you and Concubine Lan? ”

"In the harem, the concubine is in the same position, and it is a battle between the open and the dark."

"Really not a lover?" Lan Zui knew that Jun Yihuang couldn't joke, so he immediately received: "I'm joking, don't take it seriously." ”

"So far, I can only find Concubine Lan's tomb first."

Lan Zui went back to the room and got his mobile phone, sat back and started dialing. The phone rang a few times on both sides, and someone immediately answered: "Sister Lan." ”

"Brother Bin, you go and help me check on Zhu Yuan."

"Zhu Yuan?" The man on the other side of the phone hesitated: "The Zhu Yuan who made trouble a while ago and was lucky to slip away?" ”

"Yes. You go and find out who he used to be close to in the circle, and if there is anyone named Lao Yu or surnamed Yu. ”

"Old Yu? Two hooks in? ”

"Not necessarily, probably this sound. may not be a person with much reputation in the industry, but the relationship with Zhu Yuan must be very iron. ”

"Okay, I'll get back to you as soon as I find out the news. Sister Lan, is there anything else? ”

"It's okay, you go get busy." After saying that, Lan drunk hung up the phone.

The person who can make Zhu Yuan go to find him when he is wanted will only be a friend he can trust and can change his life. Lan Zui believes that the line of Tong Guò should be able to find out the clues one by one, and now he is worried about not knowing whether that old Yu still has the life to live in this world.

"Junjun, now I can only wait for news."

"Hmm."

Blue drunken cloaked lazily on the couch, staring at the moving characters on the TV and not wanting to move. Jun Yihuang was also sitting next to him, but he was sitting upright, and he was also watching the TV series attentively.

Today's weather is very good, with a wave of recent haze and the sun is shining. It would be nearly noon, and the sun would shine through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows. Lan Zui dragged the paper doll into the shadows beside him, smiling, but a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

Is this the peaceful time that Su Lingyu yearns for?

The author has something to say: thanks to a mine in Zisha, Momoda ^_^

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