Eight years ago, Ran Zongyan's father, the last regent, committed suicide by poisoning himself in the ancestral hall the day after his twenty-fourth birthday.

He is the only prince who commits suicide.

This matter was kept silent, and the whole world would not be surprised by their death anyway. As for how they died, they didn't care when they died.

The only thing that can be talked about is the curse of fate that their family can't escape.

At that time, Ran Zongyan, who witnessed all this, still clearly remembers that in the ancestral hall at that time, next to his father, there was obviously a short knife out of the sheath, and a three-foot white silk hanging on the beam.

But in the end, he chose to commit suicide by taking poison, and chose this most painful way of death, presumably because he didn't want others to see the clues.

On that day, the former emperor wrote him a secret letter, the contents of which were known only to his father.

He still remembered that after his father read the letter, his whole person was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he instantly lost all his vitality, and he grew a lot older.

Then that night, he locked himself in the ancestral hall and did not leave a word for anyone.

The next morning, when it was found, the letter was still burned to ashes.

What exactly is written in the letter? If his father were the kind of person who easily accepted his fate, then he would not have been persevering, always fighting against the disease, and also took the initiative to let him practice martial arts, and strictly required him to strengthen his body since he was a child.

"After tonight, I will tell you a great secret."

Lie Zechu's smug voice sounded in his ears, and the brush in Ran Zongyan's hand snapped and was broken into two. He couldn't forget Lie Zechu's expression at that time.

Smug, arrogant, and some impatient......

What is it exactly? Could this secret have anything to do with the content of the letter back then?

"Uncle Yan, the grandfather of this king, did he receive a secret letter from the emperor on his twenty-fourth birthday?"

Yan Liangdong was stunned for a moment, and began to think hard.

At that time, although he had already entered the palace, his status was low, and although the old prince was also benevolent, it was not something he could touch.

"Lord Wang, the old slave was not on an errand in the main courtyard at that time."

"But you can ask Mama Cui, she was the maid in the old concubine's room at that time."

"Yes, how did this king forget the nurse."

Ran Zongyan stood up suddenly, a wave of dizziness hit, his body shook a few times, but fortunately, Yan Liangdong quickly supported him.

"Lord Wang, are you okay? Why don't you go to bed with the old slave? ”

According to the time, it is almost time for the silver needle to fail.

"No, I can't pass out."

He tried hard to wake himself up, he didn't have much time to think about problems, and his mind was often in a state of chaos.

finally had a little brow, and he couldn't afford to fall short.

Also, he had a bad feeling that the number twenty-four was a huge watershed, and after this day, every day would be his end.

To be exact, his father, grandfather, great-grandfather, and ancestors all died without warning on any day before his twenty-fifth birthday.

He can't sleep!

At least not yet.

"Go call the doctor."

"Lord Wang, Miss Han is next door, it's better to ......"

"No! Call the doctor! ”

Yan Liangdong walked out, and after standing in the courtyard and hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and disobeyed Ran Zongyan's order for the first time.

"Miss Han, are you asleep?"

After hearing the voice, Han Bing jumped up and immediately opened the door.

"Are there any assassins?"

No, if there were assassins, why didn't the children find out?

"No, Miss Han, the prince's state is not very good, can you go and take a look?"

"Okay."

Pushing open the door and seeing Ran Zongyan curled up in a chair with his head in pain, she was very puzzled.

Haven't we all shared a bed together? It stands to reason that his illness has been cured, right? Could it be that she is of little use to him?

"Uncle Yan, what's wrong with the prince?"

"The prince is sick."

"How so? Isn't it all good? ”

Yan Liangdong smiled bitterly, sharing a bed and pillow is just the most subtle way of expressing what is between men and women, not literally lying together, but how can he say this?

"Miss Han, can you save the prince, please."

"Manager Yan, what are you talking about, the prince is not your alone, but also the prince of all of us."

"I understand, I understand, don't worry."

She handed Yan Liangdong a reassuring look, and then easily picked up Ran Zongyan and walked towards the bed.

Seeing this, Yan Liangdong's old face turned red, this girl is really neat and tidy.

"Then I'll stay at the door, and if there's something, the girl will call me directly."

After that, when he was about to retreat, he was grabbed by her.

"Mr. Yan, where are you going? You can't go, you have to help me. ”

Yes? Yan Liangdong was so frightened that his eyes were about to bulge out.

Help? How can this help?

Although he can't be regarded as a complete man anymore, it's not very appropriate for him to watch this kind of thing, right?

"Girl, I'm ...... I probably don't ......."

"What are you doing here?"

"Heal."

Isn't it obvious enough that she answered as she deserved?

Blood dripped onto Ran Zongyan's dry lips one by one, and then he instinctively opened his mouth, as if the cold blood was irresistible to him.

After a while, she felt that it was almost there, and withdrew her hand.

Standing quietly aside, observing Ran Zongyan's reaction.

This was not a reckless move, and it was well thought out by her.

Ran Zongyan's pure yin body is embodied in those black things in the blood. Since these are the main culprits that caused him to be sick with chills, can he get rid of the disease?

Her blood happens to be the nemesis of these black things, so why not just let Ran Zongyan drink her blood?

Isn't that more reliable than sharing a bed?

Then, the expected scene did not come, and Ran Zongyan was even more painful than before.

"Ah......h

He held his head and screamed, and began to tear his clothes like a flood beast living in his body.

"How can this be? How can this be? ”

At this time, Ran Zongyan was completely like he had gone crazy and lost his mind, trying to hit the wall with his head.

Seeing this, Han Bing firmly fixed him in his arms.

His body was no longer moving, but his hands were still tearing at his clothes, and his shirt had almost turned into strips of cloth. From her vantage point, she could just see his seductive collarbones and looming abs.

He is so thin, he feels like a handful of bones when he holds it, how can he still have muscles? She simply held him with one hand and held his hands firmly with the other.

The noisy sound attracted Su Yunling, Cui Mama and others, and as soon as everyone entered the door, they saw Han Bing sitting on the bed, holding the disheveled Ran Zongyan tightly in his arms.

She also had two nosebleeds on her face......

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