The face of the person blowing in the cold wind hurts, Luo Ran turned around silently, and was helped downstairs by Xiao Shao.

I went back to Qiuyue Pavilion without saying a word.

Luo Ran didn't have the heart to have dinner, and leaned against the window after bathing.

Motionless looking at the night.

"Howling"

Suddenly there was an eagle chirping in the air, and then a black eagle hovered in front of the window.

Luo Ran, who was leaning against the window in a daze, stood up straight in surprise.

Kyomo sent a letter.

He stretched out his arm, and the two claws of the Black Eagle rested on it softly, and the brass pipe containing the letter was exposed to his eyes.

Luo Ran couldn't wait to take it out, but he only read one word, the happy smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and the hand holding the letter paper trembled visibly.

Dressed in thin clothes, he ignored the cold wind raging outside, and ran to Luo Tian and Xiao Wan's residence.

"Master! Master! He patted the vermilion door vigorously, "Master, open the door!" ”

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wan, who heard the voice, hurriedly opened the door.

"Master! Jingmo was injured, very badly injured. Luo Ran grabbed his hand and handed the letter over.

"Look at the letter."

Xiao Wan hurriedly took it, the content of the letter was neither short nor long, and in less than a stick of incense, he finished reading it.

It was the handwriting of Her Royal Highness, but the letter did not mention that she was injured, but it was all words of peace.

"Ran'er, are you mistaken?" He asked with a frown.

"I read that right." Luo Ran's eyes were red, and he kept shaking his head, "Jingmo's handwriting has changed. ”

He was most familiar with Jingmo's handwriting, and he could see the slightest difference.

"Master, look." He pointed to the words on the letter, "Jingmo's words have always been smooth and strong, but you can look at the words on it." ”

"Not only is there a little less force, but there is also a bit of a pause at the end of the hook."

Xiao Wan looked at it for a while, but still didn't see anything.

He took his hands cold, and Luo Ran, who was out of control, entered the house, and found a heavy coat to drape over him.

"You sit here first, and I'll go to your wife with the letter."

He couldn't see any difference in the words on the letter, so he had to find Luo Tian, who was discussing with Lu Ye in Jingqian Palace.

"Master, I'll go too." Luo Ran put on his coat and dragged him tightly.

The eyebrows that have always been warm are dull.

Two quarters of an hour later, Jingqian Palace.

Lu Ye, Luo Tian, and Liang Han gathered together to observe the handwriting on the letter.

"Night." Liang Han pointed to the word 'Luo' written separately on the left and right sides of the letter, "When Mo'er writes this word, it is always written consecutively. ”

Luo Tian and Lu Ye looked at that word and also felt that something was wrong.

"Mother, Your Majesty." Luo Ran saluted and said, "The queen is right. ”

"In the past, Jingmo wrote my name, and the strokes were all connected."

"But this time it's written separately."

His hand hidden in his sleeve was clenched tightly, and his nails pierced his palm.

"This shows that when Jingmo writes, the arm movement should not be too large."

Luo Ran guessed that Jing Mo's right hand was extremely seriously injured.

If it was only a minor or serious injury, with His Highness's tenacity, it would definitely not affect the handwriting.

Luo Ran endured the dull pain in his heart, and bowed again with a white face.

"Luo Ran wants to leave for Jiuteng Pass immediately."

Jingmo is seriously injured, and he is not by her side.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Lu Ye and the others had no reason to disagree.

Liang Han instructed the palace people to prepare the carriage overnight.

"Yes." He pulled Luo Ran and drove him to the carriage.

"When you see Mo'er at the place, remember to write me a letter."

"Hmm." Luo Ran responded.

The queen was no less worried about Jingmo than he was.