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He Lan Lu suddenly turned around. She pressed down Pei Ruochen's hand, sat on his body, and suddenly started to tear his clothes.

He wanted to see what kind of body lay behind that sort of cool self-control.

Pei Ruochen did not react and allowed her to bend over, kiss, bite, tear and tear.

After a few entanglement, they finally saw each other naked. However, at the last moment, He Lanyou suddenly stopped his actions and crawled onto Pei Ruochen's body, and started to cry inexplicably.

The sound of crying was deep and muffled. There was no meaning in it.

Pei Ruochen lifted her hand and caressed her cloud-like hair, and suddenly discovered that He Lan Lu, who was crying in the dark night, was actually so beautiful.

He lifted her up, gently lowered her down, and pressed her back against him.

When they entered, Pei Ruochen closed her eyes.

He Lan Man cried out in alarm.

The tears were uncontrollable, like a dam that had burst.

He held her, tight, touching, moving.

Helan cried and hugged him tightly, following his movements, pandering, and pulling away.

The sound of panting gradually grew heavier, filling the air with all the audiovisual sounds.

However, there was no groan. The groan was bitten in the teeth, wandering between the teeth, but it was impossible to break through the tightly pursed lips.

Outside, the night was getting darker. It was the darkest time before dawn.

Outside the window, a marmot was listening curiously.

Finally, it heard a strange sigh.

Satisfied, unsatisfied, frustrated, and uncomprehending sighs.

Thus, everything became silent.

And in the east, it was gradually turning white.

Feng Jiu had finally entered the palace.

Early in the morning, Pei Ruochen stood by the inn's entrance, quietly waiting for Feng Jiu's appearance.

Not long later, Feng Jiu and He Lan Xue appeared at the entrance at the same time.

When Pei Ruochen saw He Lan Xue, she was surprised. However, she didn't understand why he would appear so brazenly even though she knew that he was wanted by the imperial court.

"He is my medicine guide." Feng Jiu smiled and explained, "To save the empress dowager, one has to use the blood of a very filial person as a medicinal guide, and that person must be her own flesh and blood. After all, His Highness the Third Prince is the most suitable person."

Pei Ruochen lowered her gaze and asked with a smile, "Could it be that His Majesty and General He Lan Qin aren't the most filial people?"

"What do you think?" Feng Jiu did not directly answer, he only asked a sparse question in return.

Pei Ruochen did not say anything and just stretched out her arm to point at the palanquin in front of her.

Feng Jiu and He Lan Xue jumped into the palanquin one after the other. When He Lan Xue arrived at the door of the palanquin, she suddenly raised her head and looked up the stairs.

When he left, he walked very quietly. His lover was still in his dreams, undisturbed by the noise.

He had already arranged for her to change her sword. After she woke up, he would send her back to Yi Mansion to visit her parents. He had already arranged for her to change his sword to meet her parents when she woke up.

Right now, She Lan Xue only hoped that many people would love her and not leave her alone.

"Master Pei, when I enter the palace, can you protect my lover's safety?" No matter what, this was not his territory. After thinking for a moment, He Lan Xue still gave an explanation.

Pei Ruochen raised her head and glanced at the room on the street.

In the room where his wife was.

With just a single glance, he quickly retracted his gaze and lightly said, "Alright." He then waved his hand and whispered a few words of warning to the personal guard beside him.

His expression was extremely calm, as if his lover was truly an unrelated person.

Only then did He Lan Xue relax. She got into the palanquin, and under the escort of a large group of people, she walked towards the palace.

The sedan was carried in through a side door. He Lan Xue opened the curtain and looked at the familiar red walls and blue tiles. Her heart skipped a beat. She couldn't tell if she was reminiscing or sighing.

This was the place where he grew up. He had once run and played in this winding corridor, while the eunuchs and maids held lanterns as they shouted from behind, "Third Prince!" Stop running! Third Prince! Stop running!

He was learning here, listening to his father's teachings. He was also here, fighting alongside his two elder brothers who were practicing their swordplay.

In front of the corridor, there was a tall and big banyan tree. It was the same banyan tree that had been planted by the three brothers in order to pray for their blessings when their father was sick.

He Lan Xue raised her head and looked at the canopy that looked like an umbrella. Finally, she put down the curtain. She didn't know why, but her heart was filled with sadness.

Since when did it change?

The three brothers walked further and further away until they finally became strangers.

The palanquin stopped and He Lan Xue walked out. He stood up and looked at the people standing in front of him.

He Lan Chun was standing on the highest step while He Lan Chin was on the second step.

He wore a bright-yellow imperial robe and a suit of bright armor.

Under the sunlight, Heran Xue's eyes stung a little and her vision blurred.

"A Xue." He Lan Chun spoke quietly, just like how he did when he was young, calling out his name.

He Lan Xue hesitated for a moment. Then, she lifted up her robe and slowly knelt down: "Sinner He Lan Xue greets Your Majesty."

"A Xue, get up." He Lan Qin stepped forward and extended his hand to support him. He Lan Xue originally wanted to stand up, but unexpectedly, He Lan Qin secretly injected his true energy. He raised his hand and He Lan Xue once again stood up.

When he raised his head again, He Lan Chun remained unmoved on the stairs, his expression as cold as ever.

"This is mister Feng Jiu?" He didn't seem to care much about He Lan Xue. His gaze shifted to Feng Jiu, who was standing behind She Lan Xue.

Feng Jiu was still as lazy and slow as ever. Upon hearing Feng Jiu's words, he slightly bowed and replied, "This commoner is Feng Jiu."

"I heard that mister Feng can cure the empress dowager's illness," He Lan Chun looked deeply at him and asked in a deep voice, "But mister, what miraculous formula do you have?"

"Although this commoner has a legendary formula, I'll have to wait until I see the empress dowager before I can confirm it. If Your Majesty doesn't mind, can this commoner see the empress dowager now? " Feng Jiu replied indifferently.

"That's only natural. Someone, send Teacher Feng to the empress dowager's buddhist hall." He Lan Chun lightly instructed, and immediately a eunuch walked over, politely inviting Feng Jiu to turn around and walk towards the back hall.

Her Majesty spent all her life paying respects to the Buddha, and even when she was ill, she lived in a chamber at the back of the temple.

"Let's go as well." He Lan Qin laughed and casually said.

He had already sensed the undercurrent between He Lan Xue and He Lan Chun. In any case, the empress dowager was very ill right now, so he didn't want anything unmanageable to happen between them.

He Lan Chun didn't say anything either. Regardless of what had happened to them before, now that his mother was in critical condition, if he were to do anything to She Lan Xue at this moment, he would be criticized by the people of the world.

"What happened to Mother's illness?" After He Lan Chun had gone first, He Lan Xue and He Lan Chin took a step back. He Lan Xue lowered her voice and asked He Lan Chin.

He Lan Qin's expression was heavy and his footsteps were slow. He was even further away from He Lan Chun.

"Exactly …" When the late emperor passed away, he had left the empress dowager a secret order, instructing her that if there was any unusual movement in the heavens, she would open the secret order. It was said that on the day the empress dowager became ill, she had ordered someone to take out the secret order behind the signboard, and then she fell ill, and no one knew the contents of the secret order.

"The Queen Mother has always lived a peaceful life. A while ago, the Imperial Physician said that the Queen Mother's health was extremely good and healthy. It's really strange to suddenly fall ill. " He Lan Qin pondered for a moment before continuing, "Actually, before my mother fell ill, she wrote me a letter."

"A letter?" He Lan Xue was startled. The Empress Dowager always gave people the impression that she was indifferent, almost cut off from the rest of the world. She would take the initiative to write a letter to He Lan Qin. This was far too unusual.

"It's a very strange letter. It asks me how I've been, and mentions some of the events of my childhood." He Lan Qin said briefly, "She repeatedly mentioned that we planted that tree when Imperial Father was very ill."

"That banyan tree?" Hera was startled, and her heart was full of confusion.

"Yes, it's to pray for our royal father's blessings. The tree that we grew together." He Lan Qin also couldn't figure it out.

He Lan Xue lowered her head and thought for a while. Then, she raised her head and asked, "By the time Second Brother returns to the capital, is Queen Mother unconscious?"

He Lan Qin's expression darkened. "Yes, he hasn't woken up all this time. Even the imperial physician is helpless."

"Second brother …" He Lan Xue originally wanted to mention the secret command, but she changed the topic. "Thank you for the Tiger Tally that day."

"Oh, what Tiger Tally?" He Lan Qin looked up at the sky and said very naturally, "Oh, it was stolen by my lover. It has nothing to do with me. I said that I would not interfere with the matters between you two. "

He Lan Xue smiled and said no more.

"Right, did my wife come to the capital with you?" He Lan Qin asked again.

"Right."

"She's a good girl." "That day, she was willing to come and beg me. I was very surprised, but also very happy for you."

"Second brother …"

"A Xue, no matter what secrets Mother's disease, no matter what Big Brother has done, can you listen to my words?" He Lan Qin suddenly became serious and asked.

He Lan Xue's expression was also solemn. "Second Brother, please speak."

"To the heavens, to the country." He Lan Qin threw down these ten words and then stopped.

He Lan Chun, who was walking in front, had already turned around. His deep eyes stared at them unfathomably.

He Lan Xue and He Lan Qin could only quicken their pace and close the distance between them.

The buddhist hall was right before his eyes.

When her lover woke up, the sun was already shining on her buttocks.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Yi Jian sitting across her like a statue, holding onto his sword.

She yawned, stretched, and sat up.

"Princess, you're awake?" Yi Jian quickly stood up and dutifully said, "The prince wants me to take Princess Consort back to her parents' home to save relatives. Is Princess going to leave now?"

The woman nodded and slowly got up from the bed.

Going to the Yi family was good as well. She missed that big room.

His lover from his previous life had spent a lifetime there, so it wasn't bad to reminisce about the past.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly. She walked a few steps down the street and suddenly stopped, looking down into the middle of the street.

Yi Jian followed closely behind.

The bits of fireworks from last night had already been trampled by those who had gotten up early in the morning to rush to the market, never to be found again.

The man sighed, then turned and walked unsteadily on.