Ran Xiyan coughed, his eyes narrowed, and the warning was obvious.

He Yan was very flexible, and immediately smiled, that look, that action, almost raised four fingers to show sincerity: "I'm honored!"

Ran Xiyan smiled with satisfaction: "Good." ”

He Yanda had a feeling that he had to help Ran Xiyan count the money after being abducted.

Ran Xiyan dragged He Yan back to his courtyard, and a large number of guards followed closely, the pomp and circumstance were incomparably vast and incomparably face-saving. He Yan felt a little annoyed, because she could feel that there were many people's eyes on her, staring at her a little uncomfortable.

She happened to open her mouth to say to Ran Xiyan, but Ran Xiyan spoke first: "You guys retreat." ”

Everyone was stunned, and one of the leading guards said with difficulty: "But...... Lord, your identity is not what it used to be......"

"Go down. Ran Xiyan's voice was cold, the guards were stunned, and the leading guards wanted to say something, but Ran Xiyan sneered: "Do you think that this king has no strength to protect himself?"

The leading guard bowed his head abruptly: "Don't dare." Then he had to leave with a group of guards in disgrace.

He Yan looked up at Ran Xiyan, it is really not what it used to be, he has just become the emperor, and he already has the emperor's fan, and he adapts so quickly. No, it should be said that he was born to rule the world, and he was born to be the emperor's material.

Ran Xiyan pulled He Yan to sit down, looked at her coldly, He Yan was stunned, put aside his gaze, and didn't dare to look at Ran Xiyan.

"Hands. Ran Xiyan stared at He Yan's arms and ordered her to stretch out her hand, He Yan sneered: "No need to ......" She is not so delicate, it will naturally be good if she stays for a long time, at most it is a little red, and it is just ugly.

Ran Xiyan seemed to be impatient, and frowned, "I'll only say it once." ”

He Yan trembled, stretched out his arms weakly, rolled up his sleeves, and on He Yan's white arms, several red handprints were clearly printed on them.

A trace of coldness crossed Ran Xiyan's eyes, and then he took out a small bottle of ointment from his sleeve, dotted it in his hand, and gently applied it to He Yan's arm. In fact, He Yan didn't feel much pain, but this ointment was cold and cold, extremely comfortable, and it also had a fragrance, but it felt a little bit like a sunset.

And most importantly, the bottle of the charge...... He Yan felt extremely familiar.

She stared at the bottle repeatedly for a long time, and finally determined that the small bottle that was clear and delicate was the glass bottle she had picked up from Yan Yiyun. No wonder she said that she couldn't find it no matter how she looked for it, it turned out that Ran Xiyan took it.

In fact, it's nothing if Ran Xiyan wants to take it down, but why don't you talk to her? He Yanxing's eyes widened, and he looked at Ran Xiyan with dissatisfaction: "Why is this bottle here for you?"

Ran Xiyan looked at He Yan's better arm, retracted his gaze unhurriedly, and took the glass bottle in his hand: "I told you." ”

He Yan frowned in confusion, when? Why wasn't she impressed?

As a result, Ran Xiyan's voice came faintly, "You were sleeping at that time...... I'm afraid I don't think so. ”

He Yan endured it, but in the end he didn't hold back, and shouted viciously: "Ran, Xi, Yan!"

Ran Xiyan really didn't know, after all, she only thought that this bottle was very beautiful, and she knew that it must be very precious, but she didn't know what it was for.

Ran Xiyan looked at the glass bottle, raised his eyebrows and looked at He Yan: "You know...... What's the use of this?"

He Yan really didn't know, after all, she only thought that this bottle was very beautiful, and she knew that it must be very precious, but she didn't know what it was for.

"Actually...... It's an artifact. Ran Xiyan's voice was leisurely, mixed with a male-exclusive lowness, and people were unconsciously fascinated when he spoke, especially when he told the story, "This is not a legend since ancient times, but a hundred years ago, a young man of the Yan family made it, and the effect is ......" Ran Xiyan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was reminiscing, and then smiled mysteriously: "Maybe it can save things." ”

But He Yan was quite interested in the person who made this thing, and her attention was successfully diverted by Ran Xiyan, she asked: "Who is the person who made this glass bottle?"