Heran felt like her heart had stopped beating.

There was an inexplicable panic.

The rice paper was pinched in her hand, and she desperately wanted to tear it apart, but reason was holding her back.

Sitting in the room in a daze for a long time, the sky was just dawning, but at this time it was already past the middle of the day.

Fuzhu didn't dare to disturb her silence, put breakfast on the table and quietly retreated.

At first, the breakfast was steaming and foggy, until it became mild, and finally it was cold, and it did not receive the blessing of its owner.

He Lan's legs were already numb, and the rice paper was a little wet and wrinkled by her pinching.

Sunset over the West Mountains.

But the midsummer night always comes later, and by the time the stars dot the night sky, it's already the dead of night.

For a whole day, he didn't eat a mouthful of water or a grain of rice, but Helan was in good spirits.

And Lonely Yao has not appeared for the same day.

"Where did he go?"

When Fuzhu lit the candle flame for the third time, He Lan finally opened his mouth.

Her voice was hoarse, like an old man in her last years.

Fuzhu's eyebrows subconsciously twisted: "Lord Wang, he ...... It seems that he went out with Lin Gongzi. ”

The moon hung high in the sky, and the stars twinkled and twinkled.

This night, it was dark.

He Lan was wearing a crimson gauze skirt, her eyebrows were delicate and cold, and she was as beautiful as a fairy.

Walking on the most prosperous streets of Yanjing City, her eyes searched around, as if she was looking for something.

Passing by a high-gate mansion, He Lan stopped and looked sideways, and the guards of the mansion were stunned, wanting to salute, but they didn't know what kind of salute to perform.

In the midst of his hesitation, the woman spoke.

"Are you Second Prince Lin back?"

The guards didn't dare to slack off, and respectfully replied to the empress's words: "The two Lin Gongzi have returned to the house very early. ”

After getting the answer, He Lan didn't stop any longer, and she continued to walk towards the most prosperous area of Yanjing City.

It was a few years ago that he was looking for a place to stay at night like today.

That time he was in danger.

Today......

He Lan wanted to go to the Flower Tower to see, such as the Windward Pavilion, but before she could wait for the Windward Pavilion, the scene in front of her made her freeze in place instantly.

In front of a seemingly newly opened restaurant, sparsely populated, there was a man and a woman standing there, as if saying goodbye, and the woman was very shy.

Hu Yun'er looked at the man in front of her delicately, "King Yao, it's so late, why don't you ...... Why don't you just stay here? ”

Half of Lonely Yao's face was hidden in the night, and the other side of his face was bright and dark, which made him extremely mysterious and cold.

"Staying here?" He mocked his lips, "With you? ”

Hu Yun'er was stunned, and her cheeks became even more shy, "This is also ...... No, it is not impossible. ”

The man's eyes were cold, and he lifted his footsteps and walked around her.

"Yao Wang ......"

Hu Yun'er was a little drunk, but she still kept her senses, she wanted to speak and stopped, her face was shy, "You are safe all the way." ”

Silent Yao's footsteps did not stop at all, his tall body was particularly long, and his temperament was cold, like a fierce beast, as if he would stretch out his claws and tear the other party to pieces at any time.

The position where He Lan stood was relatively hidden, she didn't hide it on purpose, but there was no light in the place where she was, and she was wearing a dress that could blend in with the night.

She watched as the man wrenched the woman's hand away, watching the conversation between them.

The heart is like being filled with lead, sinking extremely fast, falling to the bottom of the abyss.

She desperately wanted to know what was going on between them, why they could pull and pull, why they were still together so late?