The glass lamp illuminated the main hall, reflecting on the pale face of the woman on the couch, and the thin and slender body was trembling slightly, slowly curling together.

Looking at the unconscious person, Lin Yuan's brows couldn't help frowning, and his handsome face turned a little colder.

"Someone!" He called out, and soon a soul soldier wearing a battle robe appeared behind him.

"Go and fetch the scorching lantern."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The soul clan soldier dodged and retreated, bent his knees between his legs, squatted on the edge of the cloud couch, and slowly raised his hand.

The five distinct fingers touched her eyebrows, this face was the same as thousands of years ago, he had watched her grow up, and he remembered every look of her.

A touch of power condensed from his fingertips, and everywhere he passed, Feng Qingyan in a coma felt a warmth.

She felt too cold, her whole body was cold, and the wound on her arm was even more cold.

The sudden warmth was like a fire in winter, and she couldn't help but want to get closer.

Uncontrollably, she suddenly grabbed the hand on her cheek, wanting to absorb more warmth.

Her action made Lin Yuan stunned for a moment, but she was obviously delirious now.

"Sure enough, I'm still so afraid of the cold." The corners of his lips twitched, and this scene seemed to go back to thousands of years ago.

——

Upper capital, shrine.

The night covered the earth, the night was flowing silently, Wei Qifan fell asleep early, but she didn't sleep peacefully this night.

The scene in her sleep was a little blurry, and she heard someone shouting, shouting: "Daddy, mother......"

"Qi'er, you follow the nurse later, remember to go as far as possible, and never come back!"

The woman's entrustment was difficult to part, but after all, she still pushed the little girl out ruthlessly.

In a dilapidated house, a nurse in her thirties once said to her: "In the future, your name is Wei Qifan, just be an ordinary ordinary person......

"Sister Qi'er......" There was a boy's laughter in the yard, and she couldn't remember what it looked like.

Many years ago, there was also a simple teenager who told her: "From now on, I will be your second brother, this is your eldest brother, what is there to protect you......"

But years later, she heard a sentence from the mouth: "All the people in the cottage are dead." ”

"This king can send you to hell!" When Yeyun Shen broke into the Goddess Pavilion and grabbed her neck, it was when she felt that she was closest to death, but the dignified idle king wanted to kill her for the sake of the wind and face.

However, what made her collapse the most was the sentence "The second master, he, he is dead......

Dead, really dead, everything is gone.

"Second brother!" With a shout, Wei Qifan woke up from his sleep, and his body was covered in fine cold sweat.

Everything that once passed seemed to be just yesterday, he lost his family, he was displaced, the cottage was destroyed, the second brother also died, and everything in the past no longer existed.

Thinking of Feng Qingyan who deceived her and the prince who killed her second brother, she felt a raging anger burning in her heart, and she was so angry that she slammed her fist on the bed board.

She wanted to kill these two people, but these two people were not something she could move now.

Sitting on the bed for a long time, she has never been able to calm her heart, and after this incident, she has no intention of sleeping again.

"Zheng—" An aftersound echoed.

Wei Qifan seemed to hear someone caressing the qin outside, and the sudden sound of the zhengzheng qin seemed a little out of place in the quiet night, but it blended into the winter night little by little while playing.

She sat on the bed and listened quietly, gradually forgetting everything she had just thought.

She didn't actually know how to play the piano, but the music she played was very familiar, like the tune that her mother liked to hum the most when she was a child, and she always remembered.

Softly, she hummed to the sound of the piano, remembering the nursery rhyme her mother had sung when she lulled her to sleep.

On the second day, someone came early to tell Wei Qifan that the fourth prince was infected with wind chill last night.

"How did you get caught the cold?" She looked at the maid and asked.

For a long time, Su Shi'an rarely went out because of his frailty, and he was always either praying in the main hall or staying alone in the room, and there were even inner servants who waited closely to take care of everything for him, and there was never a shortage of charcoal fires, but even so, he was still infected with wind and cold overnight.

The maid replied: "It was said that the fourth prince somehow played the piano for half an hour last night, and the waiter asked him to rest and didn't listen, so he contracted the wind and cold." ”

Hearing the maid say this, Wei Qifan remembered the sound of the piano last night, and she did play it for a while, she didn't go out to watch it at the time, and she didn't know that Su Shi'an played it.

She has been talking to Su Shi'an in the past few days, and she found a problem, this sick and weak fourth prince seems to be very concerned about her, I don't know if it's a delusion.

However, this sudden concern made her wary, after experiencing so many things, she also learned to be a little smarter, and knew that the heart of guarding against others was indispensable.

Su Shi'an's illness, Wei Qifan wanted to go and see it, but when she went, Yun An, who was next to Su Shi'an, stopped her, saying that the fourth prince was recuperating at the moment, and it was inconvenient to disturb him, and the imperial doctor had already seen it.

So, Wei Qifan had to retreat, thinking about the past few days and last night as he walked.

She didn't know who this Su Shi'an would be besides the fourth prince, had he ever seen her?

On the same day, she took the time to find Song Ming, and said to him when no one was around: "Help me go and check the four princes." ”

——

"Brother!" woke up from his sleep, and there was a hint of horror in his clear expression.

"Xiao Yan'er, your brother is fine." A hand gently caressed her back, and her tone was extremely gentle.

When Feng Qingyan turned her head to look over, she saw the man beside her, and his body subconsciously shrank to the side, avoiding his outstretched hand.

Lin Yuan's hand paused in mid-air, a bitter smile hooked at the corner of his lips, and then he took his hand back.

"Where is this?" Feng Qingyan looked at the surrounding situation, and she found that she was now lying on a cloud couch, with dark red light gauze curtains hanging down, and there was no one else in the empty hall except them.

"Night Palace, to return to the palace."

Slowly, Lin Yuan spit out these words, and a pair of eyes stared at her, as if there were complex emotions in his eyes.

However, Feng Qingyan didn't notice his expression, and in the face of this man, she was even a little indifferent.

"...... of the Night Palace" Feng Qingyan lowered his head and muttered to himself, as if he was full of doubts about this place.

"Yes, Nightshade Palace." His hands grasped her shoulders, his eyes full of anticipation.

However, in the next moment, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Feng Qingyan pushed his hand away, leaned back involuntarily, and said sharply: "I don't know you, stay away from me." ”

Lin Yuan sat on the edge of the cloud couch, looking at her, a trace of danger flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting, he didn't make a sound for a long time, and the atmosphere was quiet and a little weird.

The wound on the arm was bandaged, and the cold feeling had gradually faded, thinking that this man was not hurting her but helping himself, Feng Qingyan spoke up again, and his tone softened a little: "If you saved me, then thank you, but now, I'm leaving." ”

After that, before the man in front of her could answer, she was about to turn around and stay, she didn't want to stay here.

However, as soon as the person in front of him stretched out his hand, his arms circled around her sides, and he propped his palms on the cloud couch, leaned down, approached her, and encircled her under himself.