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Lonely Yao was slightly drunk, but his head was still sober, but Ziliang was obviously unconscious.

He leaned back in his seat, his eyes were bright, but he twitched slightly, "Why her......"

As he walked out of the cell with the empty flask, he stopped and didn't look back.

"Whether you can get out of this prison or not, it all depends on your own ability, escape, from now on, you and I will be scattered, and if you can't escape, you will be a prisoner of the Eastern Kingdom for the rest of your life."

This can be regarded as some reward for Ziliang's heartfelt words to him today.

Ziliang chuckled, a little indifferent, and a little indescribably free.

He waved his hand at the man's back, "Protect her, I'm still going to kill her." ”

~

The summer temperature is hot, and the baking ground is piping hot.

At the mouth of an alley in the city, in front of a nearby jewelry stall, a woman wearing a straw hat and a veil stared closely at the direction of King Yao's Mansion not far away.

"Do you want to buy it? I've been watching it for half an hour. "The vendor is not in a good tone, and he is already impatient.

The woman put the bracelet down and whispered, "No." ”

"Sick!" Looking at the woman in the distance, the vendor cursed.

Yaowang's Mansion.

"You went to the prison last night?"

Helan waited for him for a long time last night, and didn't wait for him to come back until he fell asleep.

The man leaning on the soft couch has been staring at her like this since he woke up, and he Lan is inexplicable.

"What's that look on your face?" He Lan really couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

The man hooked his lips lightly and smiled without saying a word.

In my ears, there was a word and sentence that Ziliang said last night, which was very clear.

In front of her, the woman's every move is so elegant, ten years as noble as a day, as if she was born with a beautiful painting, for people to admire and worship.

Such a woman was his wife.

Perhaps, he should really feel blessed and content.

"Helan."

The woman looked up, "Huh?" ”

"I'm quite content." He whispered, "Maybe it's really what I want, and you're really giving it to me with all your might." ”

Yixi's words were inexplicable, and He Lan blinked, his face full of doubts.

"Didn't you get a fever when you went to the prison? It's all nonsense. ”

Lonely Yao finally laughed easily.

"Master!" The guards of the palace hurriedly ran in, "Ziliang has run away!" ”

He Lan frowned and turned his head to look at him.

It was Shi Yao, who just nodded knowingly, "Got it." ”

The guard was stunned, and then what?

Gone?

"Anything else?" Lonely asked.

The guard paused, "Do you need it...... Catch him? ”

"No, you don't."

"That'...... The subordinate retired. ”

After the guards left, Helan asked, "Did you release him?" ”

"He ran away on his own." The man got up and walked over from the soft couch, and his big hand carefully stroked her belly, "You don't have to worry, just take care of the baby." ”

In this regard, Helan didn't say much, and she didn't bother to bother.

At night, after falling asleep, she went to the study.

He kept wondering if Beiting was dead or not, and what he would do if he came back.

Helan has no memory now, but will he remember him too?

Thinking about it, he actually fell asleep in the study.

~

Following.

When Helan woke up, he happened to see Shan Yao walk in.

"Awake?"

Helan rubbed her eyes, watched the man take her dress and dress her, and after tidying up, the two began to eat breakfast.

"In a moment, let's talk about something."

Helan glanced at him, "Okay." ”

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