"Lan'er, Lan'er, wake up, don't sleep, okay?" Chu Tianmu whispered in Xiling Lan's ear.

Xilin Lan did not have any movement, which was absolutely impossible in the past.

As a martial artist, you can wake up when there is a wind and grass around you, how can anyone be calling in your ears and still asleep?

But Lan'er's pulse was a little weaker than a few days ago, and she couldn't see any problems, she just couldn't wake up.

What the hell is going on here?

Chu Tianmu was helpless.

He suddenly felt that in fact, Wu Zun was not omnipotent, at least when his beloved was inexplicably unconscious, he was powerless.

Holding Xiling Lan's soft body, Chu Tianmu buried his head in her neck, trying to absorb the temperature on Lan Er's body to make himself less panicked.

After a while, Chu Tianmu's voice came out of the carriage: "From now on, day and night, rush back to Kyoto at full speed!" The order went down, and sent someone to Yuexi to ask for a pity for Wufuzi, saying that the crown princess was unconscious, and asked him to come to Kyoto quickly! ”

A convoy of horses, mixed with a carriage, galloped away......

And at this moment, Xiling Lan is still quiet in her grief and self-blame.

She has always thought that her family is relatively indifferent, and her departure may be sad for a while, and she will forget it.

After all, time is the best healing medicine.

I never thought that it was these family members who usually looked indifferent, after knowing that they were dead, they still kept their rooms in their original state, waiting for their return.

When she was in Chufeng, no matter how much she missed her parents and family, she could only tell herself over and over again that she couldn't go back, and she would never go back!

To survive, to live, to live is the best reward for parents.

But it wasn't until everything in front of her was presented that she suddenly understood that no matter what she did, she couldn't repay her parents' heart.

They can't forget themselves, they can't bear to themselves, and they still fantasize that they can come back!

Xiling Lan only felt that she had never felt sad, and she hated herself at the moment.

If it was, if I hadn't been so rebellious, well-behaved, and a good daughter, wouldn't I be where I am today?

Xiling Lan didn't know how long she had been crying, she couldn't care about her image at all, anyway, she was staying in Xiao Luo's sea of knowledge now, and the tears and snot that came out of her crying were all absorbed by Xiao Luo's sea of knowledge.

Xiao Luo was silent, just quietly watching her cry, after all, this matter, she was also sorry for Xiling Lan.

What's more, this kind of thing, it's better to cry out and vent it.

But then I saw that she had been crying for an hour, and the tears were still endless, and I finally couldn't help it.

"You're enough, don't rely on being a spiritual body, crying tears don't need water, just cry hard.9 Snot and tears are thrown into the sea of knowledge, drunken companion, don't bring such a disgusting Lord Ben, okay?"

Xiling Lan cried for a while, raised her eyes and glared at Xiao Luo, who was a little guilty, and continued to cry.

Xiao Luo was glared at by that glance, where did he dare to protest, he could only use his spiritual power to conjure up a handkerchief and hand it to Xiling Lan: "Okay, I know that you are as beautiful as a flower, and you won't be blind no matter how you cry, but you can pity the poor Lord Ben's Zhihai Okay, kneel and beg to let it go--"

Xiling Lan pulled the handkerchief fiercely, wiped it casually, and threw it into the sea of knowledge, and the handkerchief quickly assimilated into the azure sea water and disappeared.

Only then did he snort and began to talk about the conditions: "Aren't you going to be a doppelganger?" Why don't you make one for me, and I'll come back when I'm not dead? ”