Lily of the valley Court.

Ling Ran didn't take off his clothes, so he went straight to the bed~on~, buried his head in the pillow, and his tears had already wet a large piece of pillow towel.

On the surface, no matter how stubborn or strong she is, in the end, she is also a woman······

He is Chu Yijun.

——Famous all over the world, deeply favored, chic and handsome Prince Xuan.

So, why not let him take three wives and four concubines and go to the flowers to have fun?

But why, when she witnessed that scene, her heart was about to tear apart······

Her brain was in chaos.

So much so that she did not notice it in the slightest when the small flames gradually surrounded her dwelling,—— until a strange smell of smoke poured into her nose, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Ling Ran immediately jumped to the ground alertly and looked out the window, but what she saw made her heart sink suddenly!

She ran quickly to the bathroom······

However, as soon as she opened the bathroom door, a raging fire burst out of it, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly slammed the door shut!

The temperature in the room was rapidly rising.

Her forehead was soaked with a thin layer of sweat, and her chest rose and fell violently, but her brain was trying to concentrate on her wisdom, and she glanced around quickly, and then, quickly ripped off the sheets, covered her mouth and nose, and hunched her waist towards the door······

However, she couldn't open that door at all! She glanced up, and saw that the door frame was burned and deformed!

So, she glanced at the window again, but found that outside the window, there was already a raging fire, and the flames were slowly devouring the paper window, and were slowly wrapping towards her!

"Ahem······" Ling Ran began to cough incessantly.

Looking around, there was already thick smoke billowing out, and the tongue of fire waved its hot claws, dancing and tumbling wantonly, and attacked her······

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem·····"

The heat wave is rolling in.

Ling Ran's heart was ruthless, and he ran in the direction of the door in his subconscious, waving his feet and kicking hard at the door while enduring the unimaginable heat of ordinary people.

Unbeknownst to her, the flames had crept up on the corners of her clothes······

For a moment, she screamed from the heat, then gasped for breath, and rolled back and forth in pain in the small space that had not yet been ravaged by the fire.

Suddenly, a tearing sound came from overhead.

Immediately after, a huge wooden board fell in front of her eyes with a clatter, and a large stream of flames suddenly jumped to the ground, and at this time, Ling Ran's nasal cavity and lungs had reached the limit of their tolerance for thick smoke······

She's so deprived of oxygen, she breathes so badly······

After a few hard breaths, her body collapsed limp······

Unexpectedly, she had only traveled to this place for more than ten days, and she had to return to the arms of death again······

is obviously calculated by all kinds of people in the world, but when death comes, she is still so reluctant to give up on the fireworks of the world······

Why, in a daze, did she hear someone shouting her name?

"Ling Ran! Ling Ran! Ling Ran ·····"

What a familiar sound······

A sound, over and over again, slammed into her heart.

No, how could it be him.

He just told her to get out······ To him, she is nothing.

A tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eye, but it was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, and the continuous strong heat and billowing smoke gradually drained her last trace of strength.

She slowly closed her eyes······

However, just a moment before Ling Ran slowly closed her eyes, in a trance, a familiar and tall figure seemed to be rushing towards her desperately, and against the backdrop of the rolling sea of fire, it was so chic and handsome······

——————

Xuan Cao Pavilion.

The people have long been in a mess······

Ling Ran gradually woke up.

Seeing Ling Ran open his eyes, Xian'er on the side jumped up in shock.

"Miss is awake, Miss is awake!" Xian'er hurriedly shouted hoarsely, and a tear of joy slipped from the corner of her eye.

She wiped her tears vigorously, but the tears were wiped more and more by her, "It's all Slim'er's bad, it's all Slim'er's bad, and she didn't protect Miss······"

With Xian'er's support, Ling Ran slowly sat up, and made a large number of circles around, and said in confusion:

"I'm ······ Xuan Cao Pavilion? ”

"Yes, after the prince carried the young lady out of the sea of fire, he fell-"

"What?" Ling Ran's tiredness disappeared in an instant, and he took Xian'er's hand anxiously, "Who are you talking about?" Which prince? ”

"Xuan······ Lord Xuan. Xian'er was stunned by Ling Ran's reaction, and it took a long time to spit out a word.

"And where is he now?" Her hand was clenched tightly by Ling Ran, and Xian'er gasped a little in pain.

"He's in the bedroom inside."

Hearing this, Ling Ran immediately made a gesture to get out of bed.

"Miss! Miss's body is not finished yet, so let's lie down for a while! Xian'er hurriedly stopped her, her eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine, I'll go see him." pushed away Xian'er's hand, got out of bed firmly, and walked towards the inner bedroom······

Ye Xun, who was guarding the door of the bedroom, saw that Ling Ran was coming, so he immediately opened the door for her.

Ling Ran smiled gratefully at him, and at a glance he caught a glimpse of the familiar figure on the bed that was wrapped in a white cloth.

She threw herself at his bed, carefully reaching out her fingers to probe his breath, but her heart was pounding.

Feeling the faint breath, her hanging heart finally fell.

"Stinky Lord. Didn't you tell me to? What to do to save me. And make yourself like this. Stupid ······" Ling Ran muttered quietly, but when she remembered the figure that was desperately rushing towards her in the firelight, her nose was sour again at the moment, staring at his handsome face quietly.

However, the handsome face on the bed, which could not pick any flaws, was now closed and motionless, like a paraffin statue.

Half a day.

Ling Ran suddenly noticed that under his thin eyelids, something seemed to be moving, as if he was dreaming.

Ling Ran ······ Ling Ran ······" Chu Yijun muttered in a low voice.

Ling Ran couldn't help but shake slightly, only to find that a thin layer of sweat had oozed from the corner of his forehead.

So, she took out a small handkerchief from the bedside and gently wiped his sweat from it.

Suddenly, Chu Yijun shouted, "Ling Ran! He sat up from the bed suddenly, his eyes widened and he gasped slightly, Ling Ran was frightened by his sudden movement and jumped back slightly.

Hearing the movement, Chu Yijun turned his head suddenly, and when he saw Ling Ran and the small handkerchief in her hand, his heart warmed, and he pulled her into his arms.

After staring at each other for a long time, Chu Yijun suddenly said in a low voice:

"That's good."

He put a handful on her lips.

However, at this moment, Ling Ran's mind suddenly flashed the picture of that night a few days ago, and he suddenly broke free from his embrace, standing far away from him, his eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his eyes:

"The prince needs to rest well, and the concubine still won't bother."