I stretched out my hand to help Hai Lanzhu: "I'm no longer a princess, and there is no formality between us." You are sick, or lie down and talk to me. ”

Hai Lanzhu obediently returned to the soft couch and lay down obediently. "In Lan'er's heart, you will always be a princess, and Lan'er doesn't dare to make a mistake to the princess."

"Since you know that I am pretending to be Xiao Yu'er, why don't you recognize me? I have taught you not to kill to add to your sins, why do you want to kill Xiao Yu'er? "I gushed out these questions that had been lingering in my mind for a long time.

Hai Lanzhu patiently waited for me to finish asking, and asked Youyou, "Why didn't Lord Weiwu accompany the princess?" ”

"Huh?" Hai Lanzhu didn't answer the question, my thoughts didn't have time to jump with Shanghai Lanzhu, and I was stunned on the spot for a while.

"Is Lord Mighty alright? Now he should also cultivate to human form, right? I really want to see the mighty man immediately! Hai Lanzhu's eyes were confused, and she muttered to herself. She looks like that, it's completely like a shy little woman missing her lover.

My face was blue and white, and it should be very ugly. Mighty, it turned out to be mighty! My heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle, and it was unspeakably uncomfortable. Xuemei is like this, and so is Lan'er! I just don't know who is lucky enough to be able to enter the mighty heart.

Hai Lanzhu didn't notice the change in my expression, she was intoxicated with the thought of might. Suddenly, she suddenly reached out and grabbed my hand, and pleaded, "Princess, you must know the whereabouts of the mighty lord, and you must find him." I beg you, let me see him, and I will die without regrets! ”

I looked at the weak, helpless, terminally ill woman in front of me in a panic, pleading with me, and then I felt that the warm air in the Guanju Palace was mixed with smoke, which made people feel bored. I swallowed my saliva with difficulty, and replied dryly and stiffly, "You better recuperate in peace first, and I will bring Weiwu here." "I instinctively felt reluctant to agree, but I couldn't bear to refuse her.

I returned to the palace in a very bad mood and sat alone in the Peony Tower without saying a word until late at night. I don't know why I'm so angry, but I just can't control my emotions.

I looked up at the bright moon outside the window, and after concentrating on the movements of the entire palace with my mind, I flew out of the Du Dan Building and went straight to Wenrou Township.

From afar, you can hear the gentle and melodious sound of the flute, the tune is tactful and lingering, and the playing is actually "Phoenix Stage Memories". "Xiang Leng Jin Li, who was turned into a red wave, got up and combed his hair lazily. Ren Baoxi is full of dust, and the sun is on the curtain hook. For fear of parting with the bitterness, how many things do you want to talk about. The new is thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn. Hugh! This time I went back, thousands of times in Yangguan, and it was difficult to stay. Nian Wuling is far away, and the smoke locks the Qin Tower. Only the flowing water in front of the building should remember me and gaze all day long. Gaze, from now on, add a new sorrow. Who is here to confide in the feelings of separation from your lover?

Curious, I followed the sound, only to find the mighty sitting against the window, playing slowly with the clear moonlight. When did he learn to? It is played so emotionally!

Weiwu slowly put down the bamboo flute and only looked at me silently. I looked at him, remembered everything about Lan'er during the day, became angry, took his hand and ran towards the suburbs.

"The princess has finally come in search of might." After stopping, Wei Wu was the first to speak with a happy face.

"Sorry to bother you, Yaxing!" I thought of the mighty lingering in the gentle country, and I couldn't help but say indignantly.

Weiwu was slightly stunned, and then explained: "Borrow the song to express your feelings and let the princess laugh." ”

"You are here in the wind and snow, but there are poor people who linger on the sickbed, tossing and turning and missing you."

(I love my college)

[Thank you!] 】