Lan Yunyi looked at Yan Yinxiao's silent appearance, and said extremely magnanimously: "I'm just curious to ask, if this matter is very important, and you don't want to say it, then it doesn't matter." ”

Shi Song listened, and the smile on his face became even brighter, revealing eight white teeth.

"Who else is more important than you? It's just that Shisong is not doing things well, and I need to go out of Beijing to find someone in person, the person I told you before, the person I am looking for in Qiguo. ”

Yan Yinxiao didn't intend to hide it from Lan Yunyi, but he was worried that Lan Wanru's suspected identity would make Lan Yunyi feel in a dilemma, and there would be even more secret unhappiness in his heart.

So he decided to wait until he had clarified the matter and done it properly, and then told her.

There was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, was there a possibility that the person he was looking for would not be Lan Wanru?

However, no matter what kind of identity Lan Wanru is, he will not let Yun Yi be wronged at all.

Yan Yinxiao finished speaking lightly, and glanced at Shi Song without being salty.

Shi Song hurriedly took back the eight teeth that were exposed.

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Lan Xiuhe's heart was stabbed mercilessly by Lan Yunyi, and no matter how Lan Qianjing covered his wound with a handkerchief, he couldn't stop the blood flowing from his chest.

Lan Qianjing looked at Lan Xiuhe's gradually pale face, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Xiuhe, you can't die, eldest brother has spent so much effort cultivating you, how can you die like this?"

"Xiuhe, big brother will avenge you!"

When the doctor heard the order and came to the house where the Blue Mansion was temporarily staying, he saw the scene in front of him.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and Lan Qianjing, a well-dressed Wenchen in front of him, was wet all over his body at the moment, and his blue clothes were sticking to his body indiscriminately, making him look like a water ghost.

And Lan Xiuhe, who was lying on the bed, had a broken sword stuck in his chest, his face was pale, his lips were pale, and his whole person was drenched as if he had fallen in a pool of blood, like a demon.

When the doctor saw the scene in front of him, his hands trembled, and the things that were originally in the baggage almost shook out.

He hurriedly stepped forward to check Lan Xiuhe's situation.

Lan Xiuhe's eyes were closed at this moment, and the broken sword seemed to be inserted into his heart, so much blood flowed out.

If the broken sword is inserted into the heart, even the Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save it, and the old doctor will turn his brain, and he plans to sell the paper money and candles in his baggage to Lan Qianjing in front of him.

But before he could speak, he found that Lan Xiuhe's miserable white lips were trembling uncontrollably, and although his eyes were closed, his long eyelashes were also fluttering up and down.

The old doctor's eyelids jumped.

Like, there was something wrong with his wound.

Lan Qianjing looked at the old doctor's refusal to start, and felt a little anxious in his heart, so he pulled the bulging package that the old doctor put on the table and threw it on him.

"When I called you, I told you to go and get treatment quickly. I don't want to hear anything in your mouth that can't be cured, or die! ”

As soon as Lan Qianjing's threatening words fell, the old doctor's bulging package turned over in the air, and all the things in it were sprinkled out.

The paper money in the sky floated in the air, sprinkled on Lan Xiuhe's body, and then fell in a pool of blood, slowly wet.

plus a mourner, and it will immediately become a mourning hall.

Lan Qianjing's face darkened.

The old doctor's lips twitched.

The old doctor watched Lan Qianjing slowly turn his head, and said to the man beside him with a terrifying expression, like a ghost: "Buy his paper money, kill him, and bury him with Xiuhe." ”

The old doctor's eyes were dark, and he hurriedly knelt down in front of Lan Qianjing: "Not dead!" The sixth young master is not dead! The small ones can be saved, and the small ones can really be saved! ”

Lan Qianjing looked at him expressionlessly.

"I just discovered that although the sixth young master was hit by a sword in the chest, it was not the location of his heart!"

Lan Qianjing frowned.

"His heart is on the left! This sword did not hurt the heart, and the person can still be saved! People can still be saved! ”

After the old doctor said this, he was shocked to realize that Lan Qianjing had already known that Lan Xiuhe had been hit by a sword in the chest and could not be saved at all.

Calling him to the door is not so much to cure the disease as to ask him to accompany the funeral.

The person in front of him looked polite and well-dressed, but he didn't expect that he was a well-dressed beast.

The old doctor shuddered for a moment, and hurriedly crawled to Lan Xiuhe's side, helped him take out the broken sword in his chest, and began to treat.

The more he treated, the more strange he felt, he had treated a lot of people, and he had sent a lot of people away, if ordinary people were bleeding like this, even if the injury was not in the heart, he would have seen Hades early.

And the sixth young master of the Blue Mansion in front of him can still live well, and his body seems to have been specially cultivated.

But under his tightly closed eyelids, his eyeballs kept wandering, and it looked like he had been stuck in a deep dream, which seemed to frighten him very much.

But this is not something that this old doctor can manage, he bandaged Lan Xiu and his healing, and he didn't even dare to ask for a consultation fee, looking at the paper money all over the ground, he ran away like a fly.

When the old doctor left, Lan Qianjing looked at his younger brother in front of him, and slowly hooked the corners of his mouth: "It seems that decades of training in Xiuhe are still somewhat useful, and I still need to practice more in the future." ”

Hearing this, the secret guard beside him slowly lowered his head and remained silent.

The master said that he sent the sixth young master to the Buddhist temple, but in fact he sent it to a secret base.

He felt that Lan Xiuhe was too soft-hearted to open his mouth to ask for Lan Yunyi, and that secret base was to torture his mind, so that Lan Xiuhe changed from a cold living person to an emotionless living dead.

Lan Qianjing saw that the dark guard didn't speak, and slowly turned his head to look at him: "You think I'm too cruel to Xiuhe, right?" ”

Recalling the training techniques he had seen at the secret base, the guards slowly clenched their hands into fists at their sides.

"The subordinates don't dare."

"You just don't dare, but you still think so. Xiuhe's character and temper were born to kill, and he enjoyed everything that Lan Mansion brought him, shouldn't he pay something for Lan Fu? ”

Lan Qianjing lowered his head to look at Lan Xiuhe, whose face was pale, but there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

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Lan Yunyi rested in Qingyunguan for a long time, and then asked Lu Yi to deliver the news to the imperial concubine's palace, she hadn't seen the imperial concubine for a long time.

And if the news I heard in Tingfeng Lou that day is true, then the imperial concubine also has so many mysteries, and she must know a lot of things.

But not long after the green barley went out, he came back with news.

The palace sent someone to send news that the imperial concubine was not in good health today and had no time to see Lan Yunyi.

Lan Yunyi was slightly stunned, and then said to Lu Yi: "If the imperial concubine is not in good health, shouldn't she need to see me more?" I am Grandpa Bu's personal disciple, although my medical skills are not good, I can also share her worries. ”

What's more, she was in the palace in the past, and the imperial concubine also told her that if she wanted to, she could also enter the palace at any time to chat with her.

What's going on now?

Green Barley flattened her mouth, and there was still a bit of grievance in her voice: "That's right, the slave maid also said this to the palace maid next to the imperial concubine at that time, but the little palace maid just smiled slightly and left." ”

Lan Yunyi's brows tightened, and she always felt a little weird.