Yuan Shuyi heard Yuan Mingzhe's voice, and then calmed down.

"Hmm."

His mouth was covered, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"I let you go, you don't shout, do you hear?"

Yuan Shuyi's eyes widened and nodded.

The broad palm left Yuan Shuyi's lips.

Yuan Shuyi sat up on the bed and wondered, "Big brother, why did you come to me in the middle of the night?"

Yuan Mingzhe said unhappily: "It's not because of Wang Ying'er, she said in front of my father that I don't want to make progress all day long, so I asked my father to find me a teacher, and I can only be detained in the study during the day, and I can only be free at night."

"I see, but it's good for my eldest brother to read more."

"Nerd." Yuan Mingzhe glared at Yuan Shuyi, "Let me ask you, did you go to see Zhan Xinglan today? Don't try to fool me, it's my little guy who sent you a message today."

"Yes."

"Then *** can you talk about where Qiu Chuyan is now?"

"Cousin Qiu, she's already gone to Fengzhou."

"Hmph, the Qiu family has no relatives and no reason in Fengzhou, how could Qiu Chuyan go to Fengzhou alone as a weak woman. This kind of nonsense is just a matter of deceiving others, how can you deceive me? Second brother, you and I are brothers, do you want to join forces with others to deceive me?"

Yuan Shuyi sighed, "Big brother, in fact, Princess Ling asked me to go this time because she wanted me to do everything possible to keep you in the mansion the day after tomorrow."

"Why is that?"

"Because, because ......"

Yuan Mingzhe couldn't stand him spitting, and hurriedly urged, "Say it quickly!"

"Princess Ling bought a set of courtyards for Cousin Qiu on the outskirts of the city, and she will be quietly sent to that courtyard the day after tomorrow, so she wants me to stumble on my eldest brother. After a while, let people release the news of Cousin Qiu's settlement in Fengzhou, so that the eldest brother really thinks that Cousin Qiu has left the capital."

"Zhan Xinglan is really scheming, did she say anything?"

"She also said that when the eldest brother heard the wind and went to Fengzhou, she would never think about going back to the capital again."

Yuan Mingzhe gritted his teeth and said, "What? Does she still want to kill me? What a ***!"

"Big brother, you shouldn't know about this, okay? As long as you don't go to Fengzhou and don't go to Cousin Qiu's troubles, nothing will happen."

Yuan Shuyi is bitter, but Yuan Mingzhe is a madman, how can he listen to it.

He grinned wildly, "How is it possible to slip away under my nose?"

After saying that, he reached out and patted Yuan Shuyi's shoulder, and then left Yuan Shuyi's bedroom with a smile.

The day after tomorrow, when Yuan Shuyi got up to look for Yuan Mingzhe, Yuan Mingzhe was already gone.

Yuan Shuyi lifted his forehead and sighed, "It seems to be providence."

It turned out that before the sky dawned, Yuan Mingzhe slipped out of Yuan's mansion, and he squatted at the back door of Lingwang's mansion.

At three o'clock, the number of people on the street gradually increased.

Just when Yuan Mingzhe was squatting and numb his legs, and was about to change his posture, he suddenly saw a simple and unpretentious carriage parked at the door, and he was immediately sure that the carriage was here to pick up Qiu Chuyan.

After waiting for a while, I heard a creak, and the back door opened a crack that could accommodate one person in and out.

Yuan Mingzhe stared at the crack in the door, only to see a woman in a cloak slowly get into the carriage coming out of it.

The back door slammed shut, and the carriage slowly drove away.

The carriage was not moving fast, and Yuan Mingzhe could keep up with it by trotting two steps.

Gradually, the carriage drove away from the bustling streets.

The sun rose above Yuan Mingzhe's head with a bright yellow dazzling light, and after walking for a long time, he was already too tired to breathe, but fortunately, the carriage quickly stopped next to a house.

The woman in the cloak got out of the carriage, pulled down her cloak and went straight to the house.

The gate closed, and the groom drove away.

Yuan Mingzhe's eyes were frivolous, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

So you're hiding here."

When he saw the carriage go away, he immediately stepped forward and pushed open the gate.

Fortunately, there is no latch at the door.

Yuan Mingzhe thought to himself, "This little fool, since he is hiding, he still doesn't take care of the gate properly."

He closed the door with his backhand, and closed the latch by the way.

The house was not big, and Yuan Mingzhe looked around and saw the remnant of a cloak appear at the corner of the corridor in front of him.

Yuan Mingzhe immediately followed.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw the figure of the woman.

The woman turned her back to him, trembling.

Yuan Mingzhe laughed evilly, and hugged him, "Chu Yan, I see where else you can hide."

But who knew that the moment he hugged it, the person in the cloak fell out of his shell.

Yuan Mingzhe only hugged the cloak.

Before he could react, Bailimo's sword was pressed against his neck.

"A bold fanatic, dare to insult Princess Ling!"

Yuan Mingzhe looked fixedly, and the person who came out of the shell of the golden cicada on the opposite side was Zhan Xinglan.

"Zhan Xinglan? How could it be you!"

Yuan Mingzhe looked at her in disbelief, and instantly understood that he had fallen into Zhan Xinglan's trap.

"Mean woman! You're yin to me!"

At this time, Fu Xuanlin walked out of the room on the side.

He stepped forward and hugged Zhan Xinglan and asked gently, "Are you okay?"

"The prince is well arranged, and Lan'er is fine."

Zhan Xinglan's little bird leaned on Fu Xuanlin's arms, inexplicably full of security.

"Yuan Langjun trespassed into a private house and wanted to mistreat the princess. Baili, escort him to Jingzhao Mansion, and inform Yuan Zhan again, so that he can see what kind of son he has taught."

Yuan Mingzhe gasped angrily, and suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed at Zhan Xinglan.

The dagger reflected in the sunlight, and a cold light flashed through Zhan Xinglan's eyes.

Baili Mofei kicked Yuan Mingzhe's waist, but Yuan Mingzhe was less than a meter away from Zhan Xinglan, and the moment he fell, the dagger flew out of his hand.

At the last moment, Fu Xuanlin quickly pulled Zhan Xinglan to the side to hide.

The dagger stabbed into Fu Xuanlin's back impartially......

"Lord Wang!"

Zhan Xinglan heard Fu Xuanlin snort, and his heart seemed to be stabbed by something.

Fu Xuanlin hugged her tightly in his arms, breathed heavily and said, "Fortunately, it wasn't you who hurt her."

Yuan Mingzhe, who committed the murder, was even more annoyed when he saw that Zhan Xinglan was unscathed.

His face was trampled to the ground by Bailimo, and his mouth let out a furious roar.

"Zhan Xinglan, you can't die well! You don't have to die well!"

And Zhan Xinglan had no time to care about Yuan Mingzhe's abuse, she put her arms around Fu Xuanlin and said to Bai Limo, "Do you have anything to heal in this house?"

"Yes, I'll go get it." Bai Limo turned to the few people behind him and said, "You guys, quickly help the prince into the bedroom."

On the bed, Zhan Xinglan used scissors to cut the clothes around the wound.

"Fortunately, the stab is not very deep, lord, you bear with it."

Fu Xuanlin nodded.

Zhan Xinglan grabbed the handle of the dagger and pulled the blade out of Fu Xuanlin's body violently.

Fu Xuanlin twisted his eyebrows and bit the cloth towel in his mouth, but he didn't shout.

Zhan Xinglan looked at the wound on Fu Xuanlin's back, and felt an unprecedented pain of empathy.

She carefully treated his wounds, and only hated that she didn't bring harmless powder when she went out today.

"The wound isn't long, but it still needs a few stitches."

Fu Xuanlin took off the cloth towel in his mouth, "Don't worry, this king can stand it." With that, he shoved the cloth back into his mouth.

At this time, Baili Mo outside the door was anxious.

Zhao Liu couldn't help but wonder, "The princess looks weak, can she really heal?"

"Seeing that the princess is confident, she should be."

Baili Mo actually didn't know the bottom of his heart, but Fu Xuanlin trusted Zhan Xinglan very much, and there was no doctor nearby, so he had to do it.

In the middle of the night, Fu Xuanlin's forehead was covered with cold sweat and his eyes were closed.

The naked upper body exposes the broad back, and the furrowed muscles outline the perfect figure.

In particular, the six-pack abs in his abdomen are well-defined and angular.

Zhan Xinglan swallowed his saliva, "Lord Wang, raise your hand."

Fu Xuanlin slowly opened his eyes and raised his two arms obediently.

Zhan Xinglan wrapped his arms around his body, his hands intersecting at one end of the bandage, and then one of them pulled through the bandage.

The bandage wrapped silkily around Fu Xuanlin's wound in Zhan Xinglan's hand.

Every time he went around, Zhan Xinglan had to get close to Fu Xuanlin.

Viewed from behind, Fu Xuanlin's slender neck forms a perfect connection with the deep and abrupt collarbone.

Zhan Xinglan blinked, warning himself not to be confused by beauty at this time.

In order to make the bandage stronger, Zhan Xinglan wrapped it around his shoulder a few more times, and finally tucked the end of the bandage.

"Lord, it's okay."

Zhan Xinglan took the torn clothes and dressed them for Fu Xuanlin.

She looked at Fu Xuanlin, whose face was pale, and couldn't help but ask, "Why did the prince block the knife for Lan'er?" Chinese Net

"This king doesn't want his beloved to be hurt."

In a few short words, once again like a flood beast invading Zhan Xinglan's heart.

Zhan Xinglan grabbed him by the collar and paused to dress him.

"Beloved ......"

Fu Xuanlin reached out and held her hand and pulled her to sit in front of him.

The clothes that were open in front of his chest added a bit of haze to his perfect figure.

"If it was you who hurt you, I'm afraid this king will be murderous."

Zhan Xinglan's thick eyelashes surrounded the lonely eyes.

For the first time, she felt that her plan was a bad idea.

If Fu Xuanlin hadn't come here in person after knowing her plan, I'm afraid she would have been the one who was injured at this time.

Fu Xuanlin saw Zhan Xinglan's expression of reproach, and immediately took her into his arms.

"This king's injury is not Lan'er's fault, Lan'er should not blame himself."

Zhan Xinglan's head leaned against his chest and nodded, and his hands took advantage of the situation to wrap around Fu Xuanlin's waist.

Her soft and fragrant hair teased Fu Xuanlin's chest, and her skin-like fingertips rubbed against his waist, teasing his heart.

Fu Xuanlin's muscles tensed and hugged her tighter.

In a trance, he remembered something, "By the way, Lan'er, this king just wanted to ask you, why did you stitch up the knife wound and heal it with medicine?"

As soon as Fu Xuanlin's words changed, Zhan Xinglan almost didn't answer.

Fortunately, she was very witty, and immediately smiled: "Lan'er has a master, and she taught me magic and medicine."

"I see."

Fu Xuanlin raised his eyebrows.

is so coincidental, Zhan Xinglan can also heal.