"Thank you." Pang Ruolan thanked Han Yan, who was slightly in a daze, and pulled her back from her contemplation.

"You don't need to thank me, it's just that you didn't use Xiyao, the princess of another country, to assassinate me." The corners of Han Yan's mouth drew an arc, nodded to Pang Ruolan, and walked out of the room.

This cold smoke is not as cold-blooded and ruthless as it seems, maybe she is trying to survive in this world where martial arts and government coexist.

Looking at the back of the cold smoke in the distance, Pang Ruolan thought thoughtfully.

"Why are you so decadent?" The girl smiled brightly, and her face was covered with a beautiful halo in the morning sun.

"If you don't occupy my bed these days, you can be considered considerate of me! Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, it seems that your future is bright! Pang Ruolan looked at Yin Yang and smiled, life must go on, no matter how depressed she is, if she is not able to complete the tasks assigned by the empress, she will only harm her mother and Wang Ma, who has taken care of her since she was a child, and her friends.

"Humph! I'm too lazy to see your face full of melancholy and sadness! Yin Yang suddenly whispered again: "That's not like you at all." ”

"Oh? So you know me? Otherwise, how do you know what kind of personality I originally was? Pang Ruolan's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and then asked.

"How can your ears be smarter than a dog?" Yin Yang smiled coquettishly, but did not answer her question, turned around and walked out.

"I ......" Looking at the back of Yin and Yang, Pang Ruolan smiled helplessly, she really couldn't understand this child.

Sighing heavily, Pang Ruolan knew that this mission was related to her future, or whether she could continue to be her pawn. After all, some time ago, the procrastination. Although she had won the opening of the Nine Heavens Pavilion and the normal operation of the Killing Intent Pavilion and the Sanssouci Mansion, the empress had obviously questioned her efficiency.

Pang Ruolan, who walked out of the room, saw a long and jade figure in white in the courtyard, and he was shining with a gorgeous halo like a god outside the sky, and her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

"Youlan ......" Pang Ruolan walked quickly to the door, but was still found by Qianmo and called her softly.

"Qianmo ......" Pang Ruolan didn't know how to face this man who was like a fairy and treated herself as gentle as water, but she was going to marry Qianyu soon.

"You're emaciated." Qian Mo stared at Pang Ruolan, and distress flashed in his eyes.

"The same goes for you." Pang Ruolan wanted to squeeze out a smile to prove that she didn't care. But it can't be done.

"Chiha's mother sent someone to pick up Chiba. In a few days, I will leave with her and return to the Ethereal Peak of the Tuyu Sect. Qian Mo avoided Pang Ruolan's stunned gaze and looked sentimental.

"Are you leaving?" Pang Ruolan muttered to herself, looking pained. She had expected such a day. But Qianyu's injuries had not fully recovered, so he set off to go back. Too suddenly. Presumably. This is also a decision made by Qianyu in order to prevent her relationship with Qianmo from getting close again, and uniting her mother.

"I ......" Qian Mo wanted to say what he wanted to stay, but he had already promised to be with Qianyu. What qualifications do you have to stay in the secluded mansion and stay by her side?

"Don't worry, the imperial court has given me a new task, and it seems that my chess piece can still be protected and alive for a while." Pang Ruolan tried to smile, although her smile was more ugly than crying, but she wanted Qianmo to remember her smiling, not sad.

"Promise me to take care of yourself and be careful in everything." Qian Mo held back his tears and heartache, he owed Qianyu a lot, not only this sympathy, but also Qianyu's various efforts for him and the deep hurt he suffered before.

Seeing Youlan, who was pale and sad, trying to smile at herself, Qianmo felt as if her soul had been drained. If he didn't know that there was another incomparably powerful soul hidden in her body, strong enough to protect her from being killed, would he just accompany Qianyu away? Perhaps, not.

"I will, but I don't know how long it will be before I see you again. In my heart, I am sad. Pang Ruolan held back the tears that were already rolling in her eyes, and forced herself not to be so weak.

For a while, the two faced each other silently, both sad in their hearts, and tears in their eyes.

If Pang Ruolan knew Qianmo's true body at this moment, it was the white dragon who had traveled to the underworld several times to save herself from fire and water, how would she choose? Will you let him go? Or, go toe-to-toe with a thousand feathers and never give in?

Pang Ruolan, whose vision had been blurred by tears, suddenly remembered a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Shangyin in her previous life, called: "Jin Se".

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

Can this be recalled? It's just that it was already clear at the time.

Turning around, Pang Ruolan's tears rained down, and she ran out of the secluded mansion, feeling extremely low.

My beloved is getting married, but the bride is not me...... Pang Ruolan laughed at herself, she wanted to fight for her love, but she felt powerless.

"Catch the thief! Catch the thief!! The anxious shouts of the old woman came from the market, and Pang Ruolan suddenly saw a child running towards her, holding a money bag in his hand.

"......" Pang Ruolan grabbed the child, took the money bag from her hand, and stuffed a silver ingot into her arms.

The girl's expression of fear and fear changed to disbelief and gratitude, and she even forgot to run away when Pang Ruolan let go.

"Let's go, don't be a thief for the rest of your life and be looked down upon." Hearing Pang Ruolan say this, the girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she staggered and ran away.

"Catch the thief! Catch, catch the thief! The old woman's legs and feet were not dexterous, so she finally caught up, and when she saw Pang Ruolan holding her money bag in her hand, she hurriedly snatched it.

"This—this is my money bag! This is the money bag I just snatched away! Seeing the old woman hurriedly checking the amount of silver in the money bag, Pang Ruolan smiled slightly and passed by her.

"Long time no see." In front of him, it was Wen Zhuangyuan Wenyi who stopped him.

"What a coincidence! Are you free today? I thought, please drink, let's get drunk! Pang Ruolan smiled, but there was a sadness in her heart.

"Okay, let's get drunk today!" Wen Yi smiled heartily, and the two of them walked towards the Nine Heavens Pavilion.

Seeing the endless stream of diners in the Nine Heavens Pavilion at noon, Pang Ruolan's mood improved slightly, and sure enough, she came from the 21st century, citing various delicacies from her previous life, and still had the aura of the protagonist.

But she knew in her heart that the excitement in front of her was just the calm before the wind and rain, since the last fake death and money incident, Zhuo Sheng of Huafeng Tower deliberately suppressed the resentment and dissatisfaction in her heart, and did not find trouble in the Nine Heavens Pavilion again, but it was an obvious delaying strategy. (To be continued.) )