But I saw that her face was impeccably beautiful, but at the moment it was as white as paper, only the thick eyelashes that fluttered gently with her breath still showed the breath of life.

"Ahem——! Ling Ran suddenly turned his face, covered the quilt and coughed a few times against the wall, and then turned his head back after coughing, as if he didn't know that his bedroom was full of people again.

I didn't know that because I had just coughed while covering the quilt, the places on the quilt that she had covered were also dyed red······

Chu Yijun stared at the scene in front of him, and his heart was already in pain as if he had been whipped by ten thousand people.

He stared silently at her sleeping face.

It's always so clean, so pure.

Plague······

A few years ago, the words of an imperial physician to his father couldn't help but echo in his ears:

"With all due respect, the plague is not trivial, and I hope that the emperor will make a quick decision to stop the plague from running rampant. Among the many methods, cremation is the most stable. ”

At that time, the entire Great Xiao Kingdom was shrouded in a shadow of panic·····

- The culprit is the terrifying plague.

And because of a holy decree that "every village where the sick are diagnosed, all should be disposed of by fire", tens of thousands of innocent people across the country were killed by a fire in an instant.

And now, it seems that this scene will be repeated······

Cremate.

He looked at Ling Ran steadily.

He wanted to watch her cremated······ How can he do it?!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but move closer to the person on the bed, and a big hand couldn't help but caress her cheek.

"Lord!" Ye Xun hurriedly reminded him.

Chu Yijun's hand was stunned, and it trembled in the air only a few minutes away from her cheek, and it took a while to withdraw her hand.

He stood in front of her bed and looked at her for a long time······

At the end, a tear fell silently to the ground.

"Ye Xun, inform me, tomorrow morning, the fire will burn the heart."

——————

An ordinary evening.

Some people in King Xuan's mansion have been sleepless all night.

In the early morning, the sky was just dawning.

After doing the last thorough cleaning of Ling Ran's whole body, Xian'er in the pure heart finally collapsed in front of her bed, and the warm towel in her hand also fell to the ground.

A gust of wind blew slowly, causing the candlelight that had not been extinguished the night before the bed to flicker incessantly, and also blew the skirt that covered her feet, revealing those startling red dots.

And Chu Yijun in the Xuancao Pavilion was lying on the table in the study at the moment, closing his eyes tightly, quietly, and already asleep.

A low candle stood not far from him, burned to the bone, but still swaying gently with the breeze blowing through the window.

On a painting on the table, which has not yet had time to be taken back, a handsome woman with beautiful eyes is chatting and laughing with the other two in a wine shop, and her eyebrows are full of the unique heroism of a woman when she pretends to be a man.

Suddenly, a cyan figure knocked on the door of the study.

Seeing that there was no reaction in the door, Ye Xun had no choice but to push the door and enter, and when he saw Chu Yijun, who was already asleep on his stomach, and the painting in his hand, his heart couldn't help but perk.

After hesitating for a while, he stepped forward and reported:

"Lord, there are two minutes to come. The surroundings of the pure heart have been brushed with oil. ”

Chu Yijun's eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes suddenly, took the scroll in front of him, and checked it repeatedly before he carefully rolled it up, leaned over and put it into the cabinet under the table, and quickly locked it.

The whole set of movements is done in one go, and it is so proficient that it seems to have been done thousands of times.

After the business at hand was done, he turned to Ye Xun:

"What did you just say?"

Ye Xun smiled and repeated, "The time has come, and the oil around Qingxinyun has been brushed, just waiting for the lord's order." ”

Chu Yijun couldn't help but glance at the sky outside the window.

Time flies so fast······

He turned his head, but just as he was about to speak, a guard suddenly flashed in from outside the door of his study, and knelt down on one knee at him:

"Report ——! Lord Wang, the imperial physician Dr. Zhang asked to see him outside the Xuancao Pavilion. ”

Chu Yijun was stunned for a moment, and immediately got up and walked outside, followed by Ye Xun.

"Lord Zhang. The king thought you wouldn't come. ”

"Lord Xuan, where is this! As soon as the emperor's affairs are dealt with, this is just here! Wait a long time," Dr. Zhang smiled, "Who is sick this time?" Take me to see it quickly. ”

The group of three walked towards Qingxinyun.

But halfway through the walk, Dr. Zhang suddenly smelled an unknown smell wafting in the air, like oil.

He paused, turned to Chu Yijun, and said with some doubts:

"Lord Wang, isn't there something wrong with this pure heart?"

"Your Excellency, you'll know when you go."

Dr. Zhang nodded.

But as soon as he stepped into Ling Ran's bedroom again, the Sichuan character lines on his forehead couldn't help but wrinkle again.

Not because of the two women in the bedroom with crazy red spots on their skin, but because there was also a smell in this room······

Wrong.

He looked around, finally locking his gaze on a potted plant on the windowsill.

He walked towards the potted plant.

But at a distance of two steps from the potted plant, he stopped suddenly, hurriedly retreated towards the door, and said to Chu Yijun with a nervous face:

"Lord, quickly order someone to carry the princess and this little maid out of this room! If it's a little later, it'll be too late! ”

When Chu Yijun heard this, his sword eyebrows frowned, and he hurriedly said outside:

"Someone! Hurry up and lift Madame out! ”

A group of guards outside the door immediately hurriedly entered the bedroom, directly lifted Ling Ran and the quilt wrapped around her, and moved towards the door.

However, when they lifted Ling Ran out, they all stopped, and looked at Chu Yijun with a brush:

"Lord Wang, where are you going?"

"Xuan Cao Pavilion," Chu Yijun replied without thinking about it, and when he saw the guards walking away, he turned to Doctor Zhang, "My lord, but what is the clue?" ”

Doctor Zhang turned his head to look at the room, and said tremblingly:

"Lord Wang, you missed a little maid."

Chu Yijun was stunned, couldn't help but smile, and patted Ye Xun's shoulder twice, "That girl will be handed over to you." ”

"Yes."

When Ye Xun also took Xian'er out and walked away, Doctor Zhang asked Chu Yijun with a solemn expression:

"Lord, do you remember who the potted plant over there was, and when it was given to the princess?"