"I've healed her, we can go." Xuantian sighed inaudibly, and his expression was gloomy.

"What? Are you leaving? I'm afraid you can't bear it! You're really a rare good person! For a woman as vicious as Qianli, she can come to the rescue, and Shenyun admires! ”

"Occasionally." Xuantian got up and walked towards the outside of Lingshui Palace.

"Hey! Wait for me! Hum! Is it still so cautious? Looking helpless, Stygian Cloud chased after him.

At this time, in the secluded mansion, Pang Ruolan was woken up by the sound in the courtyard, and the sound of people coming and going was endless.

"What's wrong?" Pang Ruolan, who was pale, opened the door and called for a family member who hurried in and out with a towel.

"Back to the master's words, for some reason, Miss Qianyu suddenly spat blood from her mouth!" Seeing Pang Ruolan's slightly stunned expression, Jia Ding hurriedly added: "Now I have invited the best doctor in the city." ”

Nodding, Pang Ruolan came to the outside of Qianyu's room, only to see that Qianmo in the room looked anxious, but he couldn't gather spiritual power.

"Qianmo ......" Pang Ruolan was helped by the family and walked in.

"Qianyu her, every year on the night of the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she will have such an unbearable angina, and I, I can't gather true qi to heal her! Presumably related to the previous injuries, he did not fully recover. Anxiety flashed in Qian Mo's eyes, and he comforted Pang Ruolan and said, "I'll find a way, your body...... Your body needs to recuperate, so let's go back to your room first. ”

"Hmm......" Qianyu's cry of pain and choking continued to enter Pang Ruolan's ears, and her eyes turned from Qianyu who was crying on the bed to Qianmo's anxious face in front of her. Pang Ruolan, who was not feeling good in her heart, turned pale, nodded and walked out of the room.

In the face of such a thousand feathers, how do you want her to fight for her own love? can't give any promises, can I be worthy of the worldly Qianmo?

"Youlan, let's go! Don't stand here and disturb them! Sister Qianyu has already borne too much pain, if she sees you at this moment, she will inevitably care more about your relationship with Qianmo. Yin Yang came out of Qianyu's room and pulled Pang Ruolan to the stone chair in the courtyard and sat down.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Pang Ruolan's mouth, whose beautiful eyes drooped slightly, and her face was as pale as snow, staring at the smooth and cold halo on the surface of the stone table. She knew she could do anything. But I can't do anything.

"Sister Youlan, what are you thinking?" A hint of happiness flashed in the yin and yang eyes, but the voice was concerned.

"Me. I didn't think about anything. Qianqianyu's fingers brushed lightly across the stone table. Pang Ruolan sighed inaudibly.

"Sister Qianyu and Brother Qianmo will soon be able to get married. As the best friends of the two of them, we'll have to help with the preparations, right? Yin Yang grinned. hugged Pang Ruolan affectionately from behind, and whispered in her ear: "Sister Youlan, aren't you happy for your sworn sister and your best friend Brother Qianmo?" ”

"Happy." Gently spit out two words, Pang Ruolan's vision became more and more blurred, and she felt that her mind was gradually blank.

"Then why don't you laugh?"

"Qianyu is suffering now, and I can't laugh."

"Let's sing and pray for Sister Chiba, okay?" Yin and Yang gently shook Pang Ruolan's body, and the corners of her mouth showed a beautiful arc.

"......" Seeing that Pang Ruolan didn't answer, Yin Yang snorted and said, "Don't you want Sister Qianyu to survive the disaster as soon as possible?" There is a legend in my hometown that if someone sincerely sings for another person who is suffering, it will have a good effect! ”

Closing her eyes and exhaling softly, Pang Ruolan's voice was light and ethereal......

"I'm going to fly there

Beyond the pile of philistine saliva in front

I'm going to fly there

Come on, I'm ready

I'm going to fly there

It seems to be inhabited by interesting fairies

I'm going to fly there

Come on, I've left the face of the earth

(Fairy Language: Welcome to me)

I'm a flying mustang

run

Run to Elysium

run

run

Run to Elysium

Fly, fly, fly

Fly, fly, fly

Fly, fly, fly

Fly, fly, fly

Fly, fly, fly

Fly, fly, fly

Fly, fly, fly

Fly, fly, fly

Fly, fly, fly

Fly, fly, fly

No matter where you fly

The sun is always glaring anyway

It doesn't matter where it flies

As long as there is moonlight at night to sleep with me"

Pang Ruolan sang "The Flying Wild Horse", a favorite singer in her previous life, composed by naked children.

Seeing Yin Yang looking at himself with a sad expression, his eyes flashed with complexity. Pang Ruolan smiled at her, got up and walked out of the mansion.

"You ......" Pang Ruolan, who had just walked out of the secluded mansion, was suddenly blocked by Qianmo, and his expression was implied helpless.

"What's wrong? Do you need my help? The blood, I had left it in the meat stewed in the kitchen every day, and I wanted to wait for Qianyu to feed her better. But I don't know if my blood helps, or is there something else you want to say to me? Pang Ruolan looked sad, she didn't know what kind of way to get along with her in the face of the Qianmo she wanted to start cherishing at this moment, but she couldn't keep it.

"You—Where are you going?" Qian Mo stared at Pang Ruolan deeply, with a guilty face. He had just heard Pang Ruolan's mournful and ethereal singing. But in the face of the loss of a left eye, the loss of hope in life, and the face of a thousand feathers who are dying, what choice can he make?

"I'm fine, I just want to get out and about. I think that when Qianyu sees me, she is afraid that she will get sicker and sicker. Pang Ruolan knew that Qianyu was injured and used bitter tricks to force Qianmo to marry her, but this was also Qianmo's choice.

"You ......" Before Qianmo could say more, Pang Ruolan ran away. She was afraid that if she stayed with Qianmo for a little more, she would sink a little more, and she was afraid that she would not be able to control her feelings.

Looking at Pang Ruolan's figure running away, slightly delicate, Qian Mo's heart was mixed. He really needs her blood drops to help Qian Yu try it, because the other soul in her body is strong enough.

Under the starry sky, the Sanssouci Mansion is lined with high walls, isolating from the troubles of the outside world. Pang Ruolan sent the coachman and walked in.

She smiled and nodded at her carefree sister, but was attracted by the two figures in the vast garden that she happened to look around.

"Go get busy, I'll just take a walk." Pang Ruolan smelled the fragrance of flowers sent by the autumn breeze, and her depressed mood was finally refreshed.

The figures in the distance were Shui Tian and Wu Wu, thinking that Shui Tian's facial injury was serious, Pang Ruolan walked slowly towards them.

"Look how beautiful this hibiscus blooms, but it always withers. The flowers fall and bloom again, but the acacia has nowhere to stay. Shui Tian's voice was ethereal, and Pang Ruolan, who was standing in the distance, could only vaguely hear the conversation between the two, but could not see the expression on her face.

"Yes, although the flowers are beautiful, the flowering period is very short, like the beauty of the flowers, like the flow of water. It is not easy to meet someone in love, but in the future, you can only do your best to obey the destiny of heaven. "Worry-free interface, sigh softly.

Seeing that the two were chatting as if they were in love, Pang Ruolan didn't go over to disturb, just stood still, thinking about what the two had just said. (To be continued.) )