Chapter 427: Let's Sleep on Your Stomach

Even if there is no matter of the other courtyard, Chu Lange suspects that this case has nothing to do with Duanwang. ~with~dream~small~say~ั‰~suimะตng~lฤ

If it weren't for King Duan appearing and standing at the gate begging to see him, Zhuo Yilan would not have wanted to leave through the back door, nor would he have been ambushed and almost died.

Duanwang knew Zhuo Yilan very well and calculated Zhuo Yilan's thoughts.

Just thinking about it, Chu Lange felt that this man was terrifying.

She thinks that she can't let King Duan live anymore.

Because of the existence of Duanwang, it has seriously threatened Zhuo Yilan's safety.

Chu Lange wanted to kill King Duan, he had it before, but he was not very eager. But there has never been a moment when it was so strong as it is now, churning in the bottom of my heart like a storm. However, on the surface, she is still faint, making it impossible to see what she is thinking.

Emperor Yuan said that he would continue to order people to investigate.

Zhuo Yilan is hopeless, the people behind the scenes have thought carefully and calculated step by step.

This matter is destined to be the same as the previous assassination, and it will not be over.

After Emperor Yuan left.

Zhuo Yilan came to the bed and lay down beside her neatly, "Achu, I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while." โ€

"Go back to your bed and go to sleep." Chu Lange kicked him with his foot, but not with much force.

Zhuo Yilan wanted to stick to her again, but he was worried about her wounds.

Chu Lange asked, "Isn't the injury on your back painful when you lie like this?" โ€

"It hurts!" Zhuo Yilan's peach blossom eyes flashed.

Chu Lange frowned, "Then you don't hurry up." โ€

"But I'm tired."

"Don't be poor, let's sleep on your stomach."

"Let me sleep in your bed?" That's the point!

Isn't that the purpose of pretending to be pitiful?

Chu Lange glanced at him deeply, and then moved into the bed and gave him some places. So Zhuo Yilan happily fell asleep on his stomach, still slanting his head and looking at her side face without blinking, his eyes were so gentle that they were about to drip water.

"Didn't you say you're tired? Sleep, right? Chu Lange lifted the quilt to cover him, and even covered his head.

Because she really couldn't stand his slimy eyes.

Zhuo Yilan laughed out loud in the quilt.

Chu Lange: ........

I don't know what this guy is thinking?

Zhuo Yilan smiled and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

I felt her beside her, and there was a familiar aura all around. He fell asleep after a while.

Actually, it's true that he said he was tired.

Because every time I sleep, I wake up from a nightmare.

It was her bloody appearance that really scared him...... It's like when he watched her lie lifeless in the coffin.

It was already evening when Zhuo Yilan woke up again.

Chu Lange sat on a chair not far from the bed, flipping through a travelogue written by someone unknown. Seeing that he woke up, she said: "Someone secretly handed over the news, saying that Ah Wu was stopped outside the East Palace, saying that there was something important to report. โ€

Zhuo Yilan got up and asked, "Where is he now?" โ€

"Still waiting outside the East Palace." What if you don't wait?

The Praetorian Guards guarding the East Palace were like thorns, strictly abiding by Emperor Yuan's holy decree.

When Emperor Yuan left, it is estimated that he had forgotten even the will he had made before...... No one can enter the East Palace? Hehe! Chu Lange sympathized with Zhuo Yilan in his heart, and some people were afraid that some people would think that Zhuo Yilan had fallen out of favor and was imprisoned in the East Palace by Emperor Yuan.

Zhuo Yilan woke up, guarding the imperial doctor outside, saying that he would check his injuries and change the dressing.