In the dimly lit secret room, Heyi took out a brand new candle, and when the wick of the new candle and the wick of the old candle were burned, the room was even brighter.

"Heyi, you're here." Lan Zijin's voice was a little weak, and the arrival of Heyi made her heart a little warmer.

"Niangniang, don't sing anymore, today, the side concubine heard your singing, and asked her subordinates, if she knows that you are here, I don't know what else will happen." Heyi is bitter and persuasive.

Lan Zijin chuckled lightly after hearing this, and said, "Heyi, I said, just call me Zijin." ”

He Yi was stunned, a little frightened, and called out tentatively, "Zijin." ”

"Well, that's right." Lan Zijin listened and nodded with satisfaction.

"Zijin, did you hear what I just said, stop singing, your singing voice, although it is beautiful, but it can't help but make people sad. If it is discovered by the side concubine, the consequences will be even more unimaginable. ”

"Heyi, do you think I'll be afraid? Staying in this dark place every day, if I don't find some pastime, I'm afraid I'm going to go crazy. As for Beiyingyi, Nangong Yu won't let her find me. ”

Seeing that Lan Zijin was young and her face was so immature, but he said such sad words and ended up in such a field, Heyi was full of emotion in his heart, and said, "Zijin, what can I do to make you happy?" ”

Lan Zijin smiled slightly, looked at Heyi's innocent eyes, and said, "I'm happier to see you coming." ”

On the main hall of the Oriental King City, there was silence.

Even Dongfang Luoqi, who had not attended the court meeting for a long time, was dressed in a dark dragon embroidered court dress and stood majestically aside.

Dongfang Luoyu got up and stood in front of the ministers, and said: "The disappearance of Nangong Proton must be the fault of Nangong Yu, Nangong Guo acted like this, completely ignoring the alliance between the two countries, and the widow decided to immediately send troops to attack Nangong Country with all his might!" ”

When Prime Minister Zuo heard this, he stood up and said, "Lord, don't do it!" At this time, the war on the Beiming side has not subsided, and I have not officially married Ximen in the east, so it is really inappropriate to rashly attack Nangong at this time. ”

For Dongfang Luoyu's reckless approach, the ministers below talked a lot, and they didn't know what the lord was planning.

"The widow has made up his mind, and this time he will personally lead the troops to the battle! It is bound to crusade against Nangong! Dongfang Luoyu's tone was resolute.

After hearing this, Prime Minister Zuo immediately knelt on the main hall and said, "Lord, don't do it!" ”

Some officials who supported Prime Minister Zuo also knelt down one after another.

Dongfang Luoyu was unmoved, and he was determined to defeat Nangong Yu.

"Prime Minister Zuo, why do you bother, Brother Wang must have his own plans, and it is not certain who will lose or win this battle." Dongfang Luoqi walked up to Prime Minister Zuo and helped him up.

"Tomorrow, the widow will personally lead 500,000 elite soldiers to the border city of Nangong. As for the Northern Underworld, there is an army of 100,000 led by General Guo Mu, and there is nothing to be afraid of at present. Dongfang Luoyu stood on the main hall, majestic. Nangong Yu, this battle, it's time to forget it.

Dongfang Luoqi looked at Dongfang Luoyu's resolute eyes with mixed feelings. It seems that he cares about Lan Zijin. He sincerely hopes that Lan Zijin can return safely, and he also hopes that they can be happy, although this happiness is so slim and difficult to grasp for Zijin.

"Yanyan is flying, and the pond is feathered. The son is home, and he is sent far away. Looking at the Buddha, weeping like rain.

Yan Yan is flying, and the jaw of the Jie. The son of the son is far from returning. Look at the Buddha and stand and weep.

Yanyan is flying, and the sound is on the bottom. The son of Yu returned and was sent far away to the south. Look forward to the Buddha and work hard for my heart. ”

Lan Zijin sat in the corner of the bed, leaning against the wall, the green gauze tent was cold, and he didn't know whether it was warm or cold.

Repeating this old song over and over again, the once innocent eyes were now eclipsed, and there was no look of a sixteen-year-old girl in her expression, except for her still immature face, and the rest was all vicissitudes.

On this day, Heyi brought a basin of water to wipe her body.

In the past, when Zijin saw Heyi coming, he would greet her with a smile. Now he is more and more reluctant to speak.

"Zijin, the wounds on your body have healed, and there are no scars left. Today, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince quietly summoned the slave and maid and asked about your physical condition. He Yi took the trouble to talk to her, hoping that she would be in a better mood, but Lan Zijin just stared at the candlelight, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know where his thoughts were drifting.

When Heyi turned around and left with a basin of water, Lan Zijin stopped her, and said softly and weakly: "Heyi, I have something here, you transfer it to Nangong Yu for me." ”

He Yi stopped, put down the things in his hand, and walked to Lan Zijin, only to see Lan Zijin take out a jade pendant from his cuffs, and said: "This jade pendant, you give it to him for me, and then ask him for one thing for me." ”

"What is it?"

"It's a folding fan with plum blossoms painted on it. He knows. ”

"Hmm. I know, the slave and maid are gone. ”

After the lotus clothes left, Lan Zijin still looked at the lamp and sang in a low voice.

Yanyan is flying, and the feathers are ......

He Yi couldn't help but sigh when he heard this subtle sound coming slowly, this song is getting weaker and weaker, but for Lan Zijin, maybe it's a good thing, at least it won't be heard by Bei Mingyi.

I don't know if it was the next day, Nangong Yu was dressed in an ink coat, tied in a refreshing bun, and walked into the secret room with his hands behind his back.

Lan Zijin's singing voice floated in the secret room, and he saw at a glance the thin figure shrunk in the corner of the bed, with a childish face, a slightly green peerless face, and eyes full of vicissitudes.

Her hair was spread out, her arms were wrapped around her legs, and her helpless appearance made people feel distressed.

Seeing that Nangong Yu was coming, Lan Zijin was not singing, but buried his head and looked at the bed.

"Yanyan Yufei, are you regretting marrying this palace?" Nangong Yu walked to the table not far from the bed and sat down, his tone still so cold.

Lan Zijin didn't look up, and asked softly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, my fan, can you give it back to me?" Her tone was very sincere, as if she were pleading.

"That fan, Hongu threw it away."

Lan Zijin was a little disappointed when he heard this, and said, "Can you help me find it back?" Please. ”

Nangong Yu sneered: "Please? If I help you find that fan, what will you give me as a thank you? Well? ”

Lan Zijin slowly raised his head, glanced at Nangong Yu, his eyes were still dull, turned his head and said, "I have nothing to thank you, since you don't want to, I won't force it." ”

"If you don't want to, I don't ask for it. Hongu seems to have said something similar. ”

"yes, I don't remember." Lan Zijin continued to lower his head and said softly.

Nangong Yu walked to the side of the bed, sat down, reached out and pinched Lan Zijin's chin, and raised her head. Lan Zijin's eyes were a little more frightened, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"This injury is as good as ever." Nangong Yu said and put his hand down again.