The maid hurried before she could open her mouth and said, "Mr. Lan will come in a moment, let the slave maid change the medicine for you." "She's not soliciting, she's making a statement.

Lu Yixuan was silent.

The little maid was frightened, the size of the wounds all over her body were of different sizes, and her neck seemed to have been opened, not to mention that the arms and shoulders were blurred with blood, especially the knees, the skin looked like it was just a bruise, but it was already red, swollen and purple, and there was a large area with a scar in the ravine, it is conceivable that the injury must have been deep and visible to the bone, the maid's hand involuntarily trembled, and Lu Yixuan's calm and waveless made her feel afraid.

She had heard about the Miss Lu family of the Wei Mansion, especially the whole world knew that this girl asked to marry the prince of Fengyang in front of the Ninety-Five Emperor, and now she has become a wanted criminal.

The appearance of 17 has the patience and calmness of 71, which makes people wonder whether they are shocked or emotional, killing bandits, going down to Surabaya, breaking through the border pass, going up to the guillotine, walking through the palace of Hades, and it seems that they have not changed the half of the brilliant light in their eyes.

The girl's family lives with sincerity, right and wrong, love and hate, she can see it clearly, but it is inevitable that she will be physically and mentally exhausted.

The little girl sighed and bandaged the bandage, and Lu Yixuan was about to get up as soon as she propped up the bed with her palm.

"Where's the little prince?" She asked, stunned for a moment, the only question that lingered in her mind.

The maid shook her head.

Lu Yixuan's face turned pale, and she hurriedly explained: "The prince hasn't woken up yet, and Mr. Lan doesn't allow anyone to go to the room." "That old man is also very tough.

Knock knock, there was a light sound outside the door at the right time, and the hurried footsteps of the minions could be vaguely heard, the little maid understood that she would exit the door, Mr. Lan brushed his robe and was already standing in front of Lu Yixuan, the old man didn't see a special expression on his face, just looked at her most seriously injured knee.

He raised his hand to interrupt Lu Yixuan's mouth first, Mr. Lan didn't speak, squatted down and gently pressed the girl's legs and feet, Lu Yixuan grinned in pain, cold sweat poured out on his forehead, and his fingertips were pinched into the futon.

"Your leg should be ruined." The old man was concise and to the point.

Lu Yixuan gritted her teeth, her knee injury was too serious, and the result of not wanting to die was a disability in her body, and now she doesn't want to pursue it or struggle, just waste it - she's just a useless waste!

Slightly raised eyes through the open wooden window, the shadows outside can be seen that the people in the palace are in a hurry, that is because Feng Ming is evil, and she can only sit here like an outsider and can't help.

Obviously, it was all from her!

The sense of confusion and guilt that comes from powerlessness will almost drown out people's self-esteem and self-confidence, until Mr. Lan gently grabs her fingers one by one and patiently breaks them away: "General Lu Xiao." ”

"I'm not a little general." Lu Yixuan retorted, with a bit of anger.

"Miss Lu," Mr. Lan didn't argue with her, the little girl's fingers were long and slender, but because of the wind and food in the past few days, she was full of scars, and he carefully wiped the blood stains from her fingers, "The prince fell ill many years ago in order to save the emperor of Dayan, and there were more than a dozen silver needles in his body, and a lot of them were removed over the years, but they still remained, and the old man could only do his best." Feng Mingxie did not tell Lu Yixuan that his condition deteriorated during his time in Fengyang, and during this time, Mr. Rilan cut his pulse and bleed out the silver needle but in vain.

"He relied on creation to survive to this day." This is the truth, Mr. Lan lamented, otherwise Feng Mingxie would have died more than ten years ago.

"The prince never believed in creation." Lu Yixuan said lightly, Feng Mingxie is free and easy, she has always had no taboos and will never resign herself to fate, she can finally feel the stinging pain from her fingertips, and the cold paste slowly dips into the wound under the nail cover, which seems to be able to affect the blood in her chest, "You are from Beirong, why do you want to save him?" As A Shanji said, the two seem to have an unknown friendship, and Lu Yixuan doesn't understand.

Mr. Lan thought for a while: "The plan of the year was that he dedicated himself to old age. ”

Lu Yixin was stunned.

"Lu Henian knows everything," that man is not kept in the dark and burdened with sins, "He knows that he will be defeated and discredited, but he has no hesitation, the little prince sent him a thousand sins and also sent a desperate road for my great khan, the prince is determined to avenge this sea of blood for 270,000 innocent people, and the 80,000 people who are willing to die are the relatives and friends of the people in the three cities in the army, some wives and children were slaughtered, some parents were killed, and some brothers were yin and yang, they were already walking corpses and were not afraid to fight for their lives. Mr. Lan's expression was tight, and he couldn't help but be moved when he said this, abandoning the opposing positions of the two clans, he felt sad and admired for the generosity of these people, and it was not Mr. Lan's intention to slaughter the city, he tried his best to stop the old khan but still couldn't do anything, "In order not to implicate the King of Fengyang, your father is guilty, he is a hero." ”

Although there is speculation about this process, it is another shock to hear the person concerned say it with his own ears.

Lu Yixin held his breath and concentrated, only to hear his heartbeat like a drum, and this unbearable retrospective of the past was enough to suffocate in anyone's heart.

"Soon after the Emperor of Great Yan ascended the throne, the treasury was empty, he couldn't afford it, the lost cities, and the people who died in vain were all not to blame for the past, and even wanted to ask for peace and security," Mr. Lan can't say whether the decisions and ideas of the Ninety-Five Emperor are right or wrong, he can only state all the "last resort" as a bystander, "The little prince is indeed a collaborator, old and decrepit, and also collaborator, a dead lord, and a loyal minister," he raised his eyes, but there was a clarity in his cloudy eyes, like the moonlight hanging alone in the mountains tonight, asked Lu Yixuan firmly, "Is it worth it, Miss Lu." ”

This truth, is it worth it.

Once the secrets that cannot be discovered are made public, the guilty are still guilty, and the innocent are added to the second level - all of them are "traitors and traitors" who keep His Majesty in the dark and advocate for themselves.

A single decree can send them to hell.

Therefore, everyone in the DPRK and China is silent, and they even have to become the "behind-the-scenes" who add fuel to the troubles.

Lu Yixuan could only look at those eyes blankly, and his tearful face was already reflected in his pupils.

She remembered that Feng Mingxie had said helplessly, maybe sometimes, the truth should not be discovered, but cruelty had to be done.

She remembered that her father sighed for a long time, whether it was in Shengjing City, or in the affairs of the family and the country, it was never black and white.

Does the truth matter?

Lu Yixin asked himself, but he didn't know why his tears fell, Lu Henian, Feng Mingxi, the resentful spirits who died in vain, the slanderous family, or his own desperate and sincere blood.

Mr. Lan patted her shoulder and took out a coarse cloth handkerchief from his arms to wipe her tears, Wei Guogong's daughter is brilliant and courageous, he has long wanted to see it, but now he has seen it and feels relatively unspeakable, the little girl's sobbing appearance made him empathize, he patted Lu Yi's back like his own little granddaughter for her.

Lu Yixin's sobbing changed, and he suddenly cried like a child, Mr. Lan was at a loss and had to comfort: "The little prince said that there is a girl with a blue heart in Shengjing City, but this time he is afraid of resentment to death, and he has left a problem for her and a way back," Mr. Lan saw her raise her head blankly, her eyes were shining as if they were full of crystals, "He said, she is a smart and clever girl, she must be able to see through this puzzle, and then, return to him." Mr. Lan held Lu Yixuan's hand, and it was a little warm and soft.

This is a dangerous move, and Lu Yixuan has to do his best to break through the layers of obstacles in order to come to Fengyang.

Her sobbing paused, her brows were tightly frowned, and she was full of self-blame and guilt, unable to vent her temper and self-deprecation: "No, she's not smart, she's the best fool in the world!" She couldn't speak so clearly, and before she could finish her sentence, she limped and jumped out of bed.

"What are you going to do?" Mr. Lan hurriedly grabbed her, where was Lu Yixuan going now, who was covered in bruises, but as soon as the words came out, he knew that there was nowhere else to go except to guard the unconscious Feng Mingxi, he couldn't persuade her, so he could only gently hug her.

Outside the room, there is the east pavilion that is stunned under the flower tree.

is like a pine tree, watching the people in the palace come and go without saying a word, he saw Lu Yixuan, and hesitated to speak, to be honest, Dongting has never been as enthusiastic and accepting as Yue Chi for Miss Lu Family, and has always watched her do coldly.

Lu Yixin couldn't help but pause, as if begging for his permission and understanding, Mr. Lan also shook his head towards the guard, the eye contact between the three of them was extremely strange, and suddenly, the garden became noisy, and Lord Yin was hurrying in with a lot of officials.

Dongting squinted his eyes and stepped up to meet them, even more to block these chaotic steps, what should be the crime of arguing that the people in the palace who need to rest, and the condescending eyes seemed to ask Yin He if he had done everything.

Yin He bowed his head clearly: "This official has captured all the Beirong barbarians, except for those who desperately resisted, they have all been escorted to the government prison, so they have to come to the prince to pay tribute." "He was busy for most of the night.

"There is Lord Lao Yin, but the prince has not woken up yet." Dongting's eviction order is obvious.

When Yin He heard this, his face became worried, not because he couldn't see Feng Mingxie, but because the little prince's ominous and sick state was really worrying, but he saw the man fall with half of his body covered in blood, this--if something happened to the owner of Fengyang City, then Yin He's head was afraid that it would also fall off.

"This ...... This ......" Lord Yin hesitated, his eyes glancing at Lu Yixuan behind Dongting.

"What?" Dongting pretended not to understand.

Yin He rubbed his hands and paced back and forth, obviously hesitating for a long time and finally made up his mind: "Miss Lu family, no matter what, she is a prisoner ordered by the imperial court to be arrested, even if this official can be regarded as nothing happening at the city gate, but now that I have reported my family, I Yin He can't act as if I haven't seen anything," his words are not unreasonable, "Please also ask Lord Ting to raise your noble hand, and allow this official to take Miss Lu back to the mansion, but for the time being, she will be taken into custody." ”