Walking in the camp, Jielan's mood is particularly heavy, stepping on the grass in the camp, a cool sense of coolness hits, and the burning sensation on her body gradually disappears, Jielan suddenly feels a little sleepy, and the injuries on her body are still faintly painful, she was about to go back to her tent to rest, but she saw a beautiful woman in white sitting there next to a bonfire, holding a branch between her hands, and fiddling with the firewood that was about to go out.

Jielan walked to her side and squatted down, Ning Lu saw that Jielan was a little timid, and hurriedly stood up to leave, Jielan took her hand and motioned for her to sit down, Ning Lu looked at Jielan with a pair of dark pupils, looking a little cramped and uneasy.

Jielan roughly knew that the beautiful and vulgar woman in front of her was not a human woman, because when she defended the bone sword, she said that her mother was a divine deer, and she thought that she was also a member of the Linglu clan.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, and I'm also a criminal, oh no, I'm a friend of Young Master Xuanming." Jielan spoke unusually carefully and gently to this woman. Ning Lu looked at the woman in front of her, gradually let down her guard, and sat down again.

"Why don't you go in and rest, everyone is tired and fighting for so long."

Ning Lu shook his head, "I can't sleep." ”

Jielan thought that this woman was simply afraid of life, so she smiled faintly: "Is it because of the criminals?" ”

Ning Lu kept staring at Jielan, and then his face turned red and he lowered his head.

"Why did you know the criminals ten years ago? You still say that your mother saved her? Jielan thought that even if she didn't ask these questions, she should have come to ask them. Even the young monarch of Wangcheng will come to interrogate.

"I..."Ning Lu wanted to say it, but stopped again, "I'm sorry, I can't say it." ”

Jielan thought that if she didn't say it, she would have her own suffering, and she couldn't force her, she shook her head to signal that it was okay, and said, "I originally thought you wouldn't be able to speak, but I didn't expect you to, why didn't you speak before?" ”

"I had to be thirty days old to have the power of words, and it was exactly thirty days at that time, so I suddenly spoke." Ning Lu's voice was thin, sounding very low and low.

This sounded a little strange, Jielan was puzzled and asked, "Thirty days?" Why is that? Were you born speechless? ”

"Because of Xuan Ming's blood..."Ning Lu wanted to tell the reason, but found that he couldn't tell the facts, so he was busy and said, "Don't ask, okay?" ”

Jielan felt as if she had touched the depths of Ning Lu's heart, and suddenly felt that this woman was full of secrets, who was she? Where did it come from? Why is it around the criminals? All these questions made Jielan want to understand her even more, but the other party was unwilling to reveal her heart, and Jielan was unwilling to force her.

"I'm sorry, but I think Young Master Xuanming will also ask you such a question, and you don't plan to tell him?"

Ning Lu's eyes drooped down, looking a little sad, "What if he asked?" After all, there is no me in my heart, and in the end, I am just the fate of being burned to death by turbid blood. She said these words very lowly, as if she was talking to herself, but after Jielan heard it, she couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, and said, "Burned by turbid blood? What's going on? ”

Ning Lu tilted her head to the side, unwilling to answer this question again, Jielan wanted to ask but thought that she would not tell herself any more, so she sighed: "How can Young Master Xuanming not have you in his heart, I see that he is very good to you." ”

Ning Lu shook his head, his long eyelashes stained with the night dew, and he looked very moving, "The person in his heart is you, and I am just his poor person." ”

Hearing this, Jielan's heart trembled, as if she heard something extremely surprised, "How... How can it be? I've only met the criminals twice, don't be mistaken about the daytime, I used to think he died because of me, but suddenly I saw that he was fine, and I was so excited for a while, in fact, I have nothing to do with him. ”

She still shook her head, "I know, the person in his heart is you." She raised her sad eyes and said to Jielan: "Maybe one day, I will be taken away, or I may die, if so, can you help me take care of Xuanming?" He was a lonely man, just like me. ”

Jielan was even more surprised at this moment, and stood up in fright when Ning Lu suddenly said such a trust, and said, "This... Young Master Xuanming is the young master of Chiyan City, and it is very likely that he will become the lord of a city in the future, I am just a lowly person, how can I take care of him, and I have something important to go to the royal city, it is impossible to stay in Chiyan City for a long time, not to mention that the young master of Xuanming is good to have you by his side, I believe you will take good care of him. ”

Ning Lu looked at the night sky and said quietly: "I'm afraid it's impossible." ”

Jielan didn't know what Ning Lu was worried about, she didn't say anything if she wanted to ask the other party, but she thought that she must have misunderstood her feelings for the criminal, so she had this pessimistic thought, she wanted to continue talking to her like this, which would only make her more cranky, she pulled her up and said with concern: "It's colder at night, so let's go and rest in the tent." ”

Ning Lu nodded, and walked slowly towards his tent. Jielan looked at her thin and poignant back, and suddenly didn't know whether she was infected by her emotions or what, she only felt stuffy in her chest, holding back a special discomfort, she dragged her body that was already extremely tired to the extreme, and walked to her tent.

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The tent was pitch black, Jielan took out the fire fold she had taken in the decoction pharmacy from her body, lit the oil lamp placed in the tent, and when the light filled the tent, Jielan came back to her senses and was about to go back to the bunk to rest, but found a person standing in the left corner of the tent, and the person was smiling at herself.

This person was Qing Zhan, he walked over to Jielan and said, "You're back!" ”

Jielan stepped out of the way with some vigilance, keeping two steps away from him. She frowned and said, "How did you come to me?" ”

"It's just boring late at night, what, not welcome?" Qing Zhan felt a little disappointed with Jielan's attitude.

"Don't you know it's rude to trespass into a woman's resting place? Let's talk about it tomorrow! Jielan was now frightened when she thought of the rude things he had done to her when she fled to his room in Wang Cheng.

"Are you really so distrustful of me, so disgusted with me?" Qing Zhan's voice was a little low, not at all like the proud young monarch in the past.

Jielan thought that he had sacrificed his life countless times to save himself during this time, and she really couldn't say that she hated him, so she turned her head sideways and said, "No, I just don't want to be misunderstood, there are so many soldiers outside, if you know what kind of system you have in my tent in the middle of the night." ”

"If you're with me, you're afraid of misunderstanding, so aren't you afraid of being with Chengfeng? Or do you prefer to be with him? Qing Zhan asked step by step.

Jielan was taken aback, but she didn't expect him to know that she had gone to Chengfeng, and immediately said angrily: "How can you eavesdrop on other people's conversations, are you still the young monarch of Wangcheng?" ”

Qing Zhan's eyes were slanted into a line, looking at this woman who was wary of him everywhere, he was somewhat disappointed, his melancholy eyes kept changing and flickering in the dim firelight, and his uncertain look hid his heartache.

"That's enough, I don't care about any of that, I'm just coming over to take a look at your injuries." Qing Zhan calmed down, and he didn't want to quarrel with Jielan anymore.

Hearing that Qing Zhan said that he came to see his injury, she couldn't help but soften, thinking that she had always been too much for him, she lowered her head and said, "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Qing Zhan didn't care what Jielan said, he pulled her over and opened her sleeves, but seeing that several deep burns between her arms had not been eliminated, Qing Zhan pulled her over because of too much force, which made Jielan snort in pain.

"Is that okay? Benjun has always disliked reckless women, but you are always so reckless, since you are so seriously injured, do you still have the leisure to send medicine to others? Qing Zhan couldn't help but be a little annoyed, he pulled Jielan to the ground, Jielan was terrified, struggling to break free, "What are you doing?" It's a pity that her strength is too small, and she can't break free no matter what.

Qing Zhan pressed her to the ground, held Jielan's hand, and began to use her spiritual power, "You calm your mind and don't move." ”

Jielan knew that he was using spiritual power to heal himself, looking at such a serious Qingzhan, Jielan couldn't bear to refuse anymore, she closed her eyes and received the pure spiritual power from Qingzhan.

I only felt a warm current between my hands gushing over, and then spread all over my body, Jielan only felt that this warm current made her begin to relax, and the pain like tearing all over her body began to gradually disappear, and all the wounds on her body began to heal under the treatment of spiritual power. Jielan suddenly felt much more relaxed, and the sleepiness hit her again, and she gradually fell asleep, lying on Qing Zhan's shoulder weakly. Qing Zhan touched the temperature on her forehead with his hand, and found that she was actually hot all over, Qing Zhan couldn't help but sigh, and said to himself: "I am obviously seriously ill like this, but I don't care about myself at all. What a stupid woman. ”

She carried Jielan to the bunk, and when she wanted to leave and return to her tent, she saw the sleepy Jielan grab the corner of Qing Zhan's clothes and muttered: "Youyun! Clouds! ”

When Qing Zhan heard this name, his face suddenly sank, and he sighed, and instead of getting up to leave, he held Jielan's hand. Jielan, who had a nightmare, actually settled down after holding Qing Zhan's hand, and didn't say anything more about her dreams. Qing Zhan just sat beside her like this, supported himself with one hand, and fell asleep.

The night is charming, like a sleeping beauty whispering, and it is also intoxicating to listen to, and finally drunk and not wakes up.