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In the past few days, Changyang City has been a little depressed and nervous, and in the huge city, on every street criss-crossed, from time to time, there will be a team of officers and soldiers patrolling back and forth.

The gates of the city were surrounded by layers of soldiers, and they were strictly checked when entering and leaving the city. Such a battle was only once when the Empress Dowager Xide was assassinated two years ago. The people in the city are all privately discussing what is the purpose of the whole city being guarded so heavily now?

Not far from the street, another team of soldiers began to patrol in unison, led by the general Wang Lanxu, and the people on the roadside were blessed to kneel and bow, which was the most basic etiquette for the royal family.

Walking down the long street, looking at the bustling crowd, Chun Yuanlan's cold face scanned the surroundings, not letting go of any suspicious place, any suspicious person.

The bare hand clenched the hilt of the sword, but the palm of the hand was wrapped with thick gauze, and the white gauze on the palm was still stained with blood. The simple bandaging technique is hurried at a glance.

The condensed aura emanating from the surrounding body made the crowd on the side extremely awe-inspiring, this is the one who protects the country and their homeland, like a god's mansion, the general king!

The sun had set in the west, and Chunyuan Lanxu was still striding on every street to patrol, and the soldiers who followed behind him had changed several waves.

Suddenly, a little guy dressed like a family man ran quickly towards Chunyuan Lanxu.

"Your Highness, the princess is awake!" The little guy panted.

Hearing this, Chun Yuan Lan's cold eyes froze, and then he turned around and strode in the direction of Anning Mansion.5./books//148/

The Great Interpreter of the Stars. Behind him, a group of soldiers continued to patrol every street.

In the elegant and gorgeous room, under the layers of curtains, on the delicate and comfortable bed, a young woman was leaning at the moment, the woman's brows were slightly furrowed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed. The lips were as pale as paper, and the delicate face was slightly pale, and I felt pity.

The slender wrist hung down from the side of the bed, and a handkerchief above covered the jade wrist. Outside the curtain, an old man with crane hair was taking her pulse with his eyes closed.

There were several maids standing beside them, waiting quietly with their heads down.

After a while, the old man slowly opened his eyes, stood up and walked outside.

Seeing this, some of the maids standing on the side went to see off the old man, and some hurriedly put the woman's arm on the bed back into the brocade quilt and tucked the quilt for her.

The old man walked outside, picked up a pen and wrote down the prescription on the paper on the table. Delivered to the maid on the side.

The little maid took the prescription and said softly and respectfully: "Imperial Doctor Li, please come with the slave." ”

When a small servant standing outside the door heard this, he immediately pushed the door open and stepped forward to carry the medical kit placed on the table.

The old man flicked his sleeves and walked out with the maid. The little guy also followed.

In the corridor outside the room, there stood the pure abyss blue life that was walking all the way.

"Slave maid to meet His Highness the General!" The little maid said respectfully.

Chunyuan Lanxu looked at the old man and asked softly, "Imperial Doctor Li, how is Princess Qingjiu's injury?" ”

The old man who was called Imperial Physician Li respectfully asked for peace, and when he heard this, he said: "The princess's external injuries are quite serious, but they have not hurt the inside, so there is no major problem." Now that the princess has woken up, she only needs to take care of her injuries and not act rashly. ”

Hearing this, Chunyuan Lan Xu nodded: "There is Imperial Doctor Lao Li who has to come from the palace again and again to treat the princess!" ”

Hearing this, Imperial Physician Li bowed and said: "Your Royal Highness is polite, it is the emperor who personally instructed the old minister to come to treat the princess, and this is the old minister's business." ”

Chun Yuan Lan Xu nodded, looked at the door with his eyes, and pursed his lips tightly.

"Send Imperial Doctor Li back to the palace."

"Yes!"

Imperial Physician Li and his entourage gradually moved away, and Chunyuan Lanxu slowly walked towards the room.

Entering the door, he slowly stopped in the outer room, and in the layers of curtains, the silhouette of the reclining woman was faintly visible.

"Greetings to His Highness the General."

When the maids who were waiting in the house saw him coming, they all bowed down and said goodbye.

On the bed, the woman's figure froze obviously, and slowly turned her head to look at Chunyuan Lanxu.

"Go down, all of you." Pure Yuan Lanxu said softly.

When a group of maids heard this, they came out respectfully.

The door was slammed shut, and the room was silent for a moment.

After a while, the woman on the bed sat up and said softly, "Brother Lan Xu." ”

The woman's previously clear voice was a little soft at the moment due to the injury. The corners of the woman's bloodless lips were slightly raised, and looking at the tall silhouette of her body not far away, she only felt that the injuries on her body suddenly became less painful.

The bright smile rippled on Wushuang's face, and Yan Qingjiu's heart was calm at the moment.

Now that she's still alive and well, and he's coming to visit her, what's there to complain about.5./books//149/

Queen.

Thinking of that night, she thought she was going to die, her body was covered with knife scars, and her heart ached.

But he came like a god's mansion, saved her life, and firmly imprisoned his heart.

"Brother Lan Xu—"

The whispers of murmuring, floating in the silent room, echoed in the hearts of the two people.

Suddenly, Chunyuan Lan Xu picked up his clothes and sat on the bench, reached out and poured a cup of tea, and drank it all.

Both of them were silent, and time passed quietly, peacefully, and at ease. Yan Qingjiu thought, even if she just met through the curtain like this, without any language communication, as long as she knew that he was by her side, she could really spend forever like this.

In General Lan Xu's mansion, in a secluded courtyard, a young woman in light clothes was sitting alone on a stone bench in the courtyard, her hands clenched, her knuckles pale from exertion.

The woman's tightly bitten lip was already bloodshot. His restless eyes were unfocused, and large pieces of sweat ran down his cheeks.

"What? I'm scared!! ”

Suddenly, he remembered the cold ridicule behind him, and the murderous intent loomed in his words.

The woman sat up and turned to see that not far away, a man in a sky-blue suit was standing casually, with thick gauze wrapped around his arms and blood stains on the top. A mocking smile rose at the corner of the man's mouth, but there was endless coldness in his eyes.

"An Deyang! What nonsense are you talking about! ”

The woman scolded urgently, but the slightest tremor in her voice exposed the fear in her heart.

The young man is An Deyang, and the woman is Zhiying.

An Deyang chuckled when he heard this, and slowly walked towards the woman who was strong and calm.

Zhiying gritted his teeth, and the hand hidden in his sleeve trembled slightly. Looking at An Deyang, who was pressing over step by step, the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified.

"An Deyang! What do you want to do—"

"Huh! What do I want to do? Zhiying, it's the most appropriate thing to ask you now! An Deyang lightly opened his lips, and his eyes stared at Zhiying's worried face.

Zhiying grabbed the corner of the stone table tightly and said, "I don't understand what you're saying!" ”

"Don't understand? Then you can't read the token I hung on the goshawk's leg! An Deyang put away his smile, and the corners of his mouth crossed a cold arc.

When Zhiying heard this, he only felt that his heart skipped a beat, and immediately replied urgently: "What token?" I, I didn't see it! ”

"Didn't see? The goshawk obviously flew here, but you didn't see it? How about I'll call the goshawk to show you again?! ”

An Deyang said, then reached into his sleeve and took out the piccolo, and was about to blow it, when he heard the shadow hurriedly say: "How could it fly here, it is already dead in-"

Zhiying cuffed his mouth, and his eyes were instantly filled with fear.

"Died on the way to deliver the letter, right?"

The voice of the inquiry was very soft, but it fell into Zhiying's ears like thunder!

Zhiying seemed to see the devil, staring straight at An Deyang's cold face.

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