Hua Lan's drama is well done, and Master Jingci cooperates more realistically.

Concubine Xian hugged her daughter who was dying, and the tears of distress fell one by one, one by one, and when she saw Master Jingci who walked in slowly and unhurriedly, she had the heart to kill him, and asked with hatred: "Is Master Abbot's medicinal diet poison?" Torturing my daughter like this, the master doesn't have to waste this scheming in vain, please give our mother and daughter a good time, save the toss of death and life? ”

"Concubine Xian, don't be impatient, the donor's disease is extremely difficult to treat, and you need to open the seven knots and eight veins. Originally, it was just to be desperate. It's just that the old man can't bear it, and the virtuous concubine loves her daughter very much, so she has to let the donor suffer more. ”

Her daughter's amnesia is difficult to treat, Leng Yu is helpless, and Concubine Xian believes in Master Jingci.

After hearing this, he quickly wiped his eyes, piled up kindness, and said: "What does the master say about this, if my son has given up his desires, lust, and everything, will he be able to suffer less of these hardships and suffer less of this?" ”

Seeing that the fire was almost the same, Master Jingci frowned and hesitated, and said, "It's just that this is absolutely desired, absolutely lustful, this is not simple. It is to get rid of the red dust and distractions, and the four are empty. On the 7749th day, the donor will definitely have a hard time doing it. ”

Concubine Xian didn't understand the meaning of Master Jingci's words, the daughter in her arms became softer and softer, and when she touched her little hand, she gradually became cold, and she panicked, and said, "Master, please speak up, as long as you can save Lan'er's life, whatever the master says is good." ”

She couldn't see her daughter dying in her arms, and pleaded, "Please, Master, you must save my daughter quickly." ”

"Just?"

Master Jingci didn't act, but frowned, embarrassed: "Won't Concubine Xian Niangniang try it?" If this level is passed, the donor will be able to recover Ichisei memory. ”

"Ichusei memory?"

Concubine Xian was so anxious that the fire in her heart bubbled out, but Master Jingci didn't dare to be angry, for fear of annoying him, and her daughter had no hope. I was so anxious that tears fell, "Master, what you said is a success, but you have passed this level." If this pass can't be passed, what will happen to Lan'er in this palace? ”

"Amitabha, Buddha is merciful!"

Master Jingci clasped his palms together, his face sank like water, he glanced at Hua Lan with his eyes, and sighed: "If the donor can't support it, I'm afraid it will be more than lucky." ”

"How bad is the luck?"

Concubine Xian was shocked suddenly, her big eyes stared helplessly at Master Jingci's face, and her voice trembled, "Master is saying, Lan'er?" ”

She couldn't find hope in Master Jingci's face, but she hugged Hua Lan tightly, tears constantly sliding down her cheeks.

Hua Lan has lost consciousness, and this flavor medicine is to make a realistic effect, otherwise it will be useless to arouse Leng Yu's suspicion. But Concubine Xian's hand tightened her chest, making her breathless, and she was about to suffocate. Suddenly, I heard Concubine Xian's earnest cry in a chaotic way, and I wanted to raise my eyelids, but I couldn't lift them as heavy as lead.

It was like a nebula, and the memories of the original owner came flooding in.

"Mother, mother, mother......"

She heard her throat shouting, but she couldn't see everything around her, as if she were in a dark room. It's just that this dark room is different from the dark room in the palace, and you can't see anything in the darkness all around.

The original owner shouted hoarsely, his fingers touching the cold iron door.

That's right, it's an iron gate, a cold and eerie iron gate.

In this dark space, it is especially abrupt and creepy.

The original owner was probably numb with fear, and his crying gradually weakened. Hua Lan felt that she was too weak, and sat limply on the ground.

The ground is even colder, like sitting on the ice of a riverbed, the coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow.

The cold pierced her limbs and made her shiver.

"Mother, mother!"

She sobbed and shouted twice, and her throat was choked by the cold, and her head tilted towards the cold wall.

At this moment, suddenly the iron door above opened a light, and a hood lamp shone in, and then the iron door opened silently.

Outside the door, there were three men in black, with glass lamps in their hands on both sides, and a man in a cloak in the middle.

The hood of the man's cloak covered half of his face, and the dim light shone on the corners of his cruel lips.

Hua Lan recognized it, which made it the gray cloak cold jade.

Leng Yu locked the original owner in the dark room, what was he going to do?

She subconsciously shrank back, her whole body shrunk into a ball, fear and curiosity were intertwined, staring at Leng Yu with wide eyes and guarding, and it took a while to muster up the courage to shout to Leng Yu: "Leng Yu, what do you want to do?" ”

"Leng Yu?"

Leng Yu was stunned, the little girl in front of her actually recognized herself, it was really very peculiar.

There are not many people in this world who know his cold jade.

There was an extra surprise in his gloomy eyes, the corners of his mouth curved, and his tone was cold: "Hua Lan, do you want to see your mother?" ”

Of course, Hua Lan wanted to see her mother, and her heart was extremely longing.

She and her mother depend on each other, and if she can't see her mother, her mother will definitely be very anxious.

Hua Lan's eyes flashed with an anxious face of Concubine Xian, but her mother was not dressed so gorgeously, and her mother was not a concubine yet. The mother only lives in Kangning Mansion, the mother has no identity, and the mother only has one daughter.

She remembered Qinghe Garden, which was not the courtyard where she lived, it was her mother, the courtyard where her mother used to live.

It's not that Hua Lan likes lotus, it's Niang. Mother likes lotus flowers, clean and dusty, like a fairy.

"I want to see my mother, I want to see my mother!"

Hua Lan plucked up her courage, slowly stood up, and pounced on Leng Yu.

She pounced on Leng Yu only to realize that she was really too weak. Thin little arms, thin long legs, short body, like a haggard rotten wooden stick that crushes when pinched, just like that, weakly shaking the thighs like holding the cold jade steel pillar.

After shaking it twice, she lost her strength, and her heart jumped suddenly, and the original owner's body was only ten years old.

The ten-year-old girl is really too thin and weak.

"If you want to see your mother, you have to be obedient and obedient, and you have to complete a task."

Leng Yu's voice came out like a cold arrow from hell. Hua Lan was stunned, subconsciously turned to one side, and the arrow body grazed her cheek and flew over.

She's not stupid, what kind of place is this? The hero doesn't eat and sees the loss, he goes out first and then talks, so he says; "I will be obedient, Lan'er will be able to see her mother after completing the task?"

"Hmm."

Leng Yu nodded, very satisfied with her answer, and said, "Okay, from now on, you are no longer Hua Lan, you have no name." You can be any name, and you won't be any name. In my case, you don't have a name, just a number, 301. ”