The vicious villain is in luck again

Ji Qinghan covered her heart.

He hated himself for being so nosy. After discovering that the rose she gave might be the long-lost Yi Menghua, he rushed to tell her.

This way, you won't encounter Concubine Zhao entering her palace.

He would not hide outside the palace and hear her heartless words.

But he still had a glimmer of luck.

Maybe she didn't really mean what she said to Concubine Zhao?

"Let me test whether this Yi Menghua is real or fake."

Ji Qinghan reached out and touched An Ran's face.

Baichuan waited in the side hall for half the night before he saw his master rushing through the door.

Ji Qinghan's steps were sloppy, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was drunk while stumbling along the way.

The ground was obviously clean and smooth, but he suddenly fell to the ground.

"master!"

Baichuan was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped up to help him, but he pushed him away hard.

The brick reflected his embarrassed and injured face, as well as his ridiculousness and innocence.

"The words you said about loving me are all lies?"

Ji Qinghan stroked her cheek and stared at her closely.

"right."

One word hit his heart hard.

"Have you never liked me in the slightest?"

"Never."

Ji Qinghan took two steps back, his voice trembling a little.

"Why?"

"Because it's fun."

An Ran remained calm as before, his tone as calm as a straight line.

Play with him?

Didn't he know about it in the afternoon?

Why does my heart still hurt like this?

The pain seemed to be a bit more severe than when his back was almost completely corroded by poisonous powder when he was seven years old.

Ji Qinghan put his fingers on the ground, but didn't know what to hold.

Her idea of ​​having fun is the most reasonable one, isn't it?

"I am stupid. I have been tortured for more than ten years and yet I still harbor delusions."

"How can such a vicious woman be possible?"

Ji Qinghan, you were shaken by her momentary tenderness.

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

He looked at himself in the tiles and slapped himself hard one after another.

"Ji Qinghan, with your temperament, how can you achieve great things? How can you avenge your mother?"

An Ran was awakened by the banging sound of the door.

She got up from the bed and saw a small crack in the door.

Looking towards Tiandao, Tiandao was curled up and sleeping soundly.

It was still early, but her sleepiness was gone, so she called Nianqiu to come in and help her wash up.

An Ran asked her, "Did you notice anything strange when you came here last night?"

Nian Qiu thought for a moment and shook his head, "My princess rested very early last night. When the servant came to change the tea, she saw that the lights had been turned off and the door was closed, so she did not disturb you."

An Ran pinched her lips and continued to search her mind for memories of last night.

How did she fall asleep?

It seems that when you are sleepy, you make the bed, and then you become unconscious.

Could it be that she was sleepwalking and got everything done?

If you can't think clearly, just don't think about it. It's not a big deal.

After breakfast, An Ran remembered Ji Qinghan's abnormality yesterday and felt a little worried.

Go over and see him before your life is in danger again.

The door of Ji Qinghan in the side hall was never allowed to be locked, so An Ran easily pushed the door open and entered.

She originally thought that Ji Qinghan was still asleep at this time, or had just gotten up, but as soon as she stepped in, she saw him sitting upright at the table with one hand on the table.

"Young Master woke up very early today."

Ji Qinghan remained motionless, as if he had never heard her speak.

After walking up to him and seeing his face clearly, An Ran was stunned.

His cheeks were swollen and swollen, the prints of his palms were clearly visible, and a corner of his lip was cut and stained with dried blood.

Looking carefully, his eyes were bloodshot and green, and there was stubble on his chin. He looked messy and haggard, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"you."

Because he was too shocked, An Ran couldn't care about anything for a moment, so he subconsciously held his face with his hands and looked at it.

"How did you do this?"

She stretched out her fingers to touch him, but was afraid of hurting him. She was as careful as if she were dealing with a precious and fragile treasure.

Ji Qinghan's heart was filled with sorrow and hatred, and he looked at her with red eyes.

Look, she is now acting like she cares about him again.

He took her hand that he was about to take back.

"Why?"

Why do you do this to him?

Apart from being from the Ning Kingdom royal family, what did he do wrong to deserve to be played by her like this?

An Ran was suddenly caught and looked at him again.

He looked pitiful and aggrieved, with wet eyes, just like an abandoned puppy.

It seems that he needs the comfort of his master very much.

She didn't understand what Ji Qinghan was asking.

Are you asking why you care about him so much?

She touched his head intuitively.

"Because you are good."

It's good to let her change her clothes obediently.

When Ji Qinghan heard this, he smiled miserably.

"Sure enough, you want to keep me as a pet."

He let go of her hand and said fiercely:

"Luo Anran, you have no heart!"

Facing Ji Qinghan's sudden accusation, An Ran felt extremely innocent.

Why doesn't she have any heart?

Among all the children of destiny, it was the first time in the world that she was so kind to others.

How could she be so tolerant if she hadn't rarely met a good young lady dressed as a daughter?

Besides, does she care about anything about him?

It made her feel so sorry for him.

She couldn't understand it in her heart, and she didn't know how to react on her face. Looking at Ji Qinghan's miserable appearance, An Ran softened her heart.

Can it be restored to this state?

Will it affect his feeling when he dresses up as a girl in the future?

She bent down and moved closer to pinch his chin.

"Show me the injuries on your face again,"

His hand was forcefully slapped away.

"Don't touch me."

The back of my hand hit the corner of the table, and for a moment I felt a heartbreaking pain.

An Ran was provoked again and again and became angry.

"Ji Qinghan."

She slapped the table and straightened up, but she felt dizzy for a moment.

The nauseating feeling of wanting to vomit spread from the chest to the throat.

An Ran shook his body and stabilized his body.

Take a deep breath, calm your heart, and recover a little.

She glanced at Ji Qinghan and walked out the door.

Let him go this time.

When she gets some rest tomorrow, she can take back the anger she suffered today.

Honeysuckle is one foot deep and one foot shallow, walking in the darkness, with the sound of trickling water in my ears.

She rubbed her arms, feeling a chill come over her for no apparent reason.

Where is this place? Shouldn't she be in Tonghua Hall?

The cold wind blew past, as if the black curtain had been lifted, and Honeysuckle's eyes suddenly became bright.

She is inside a military camp tent.

In front of the huge map, the man in armor turned around.

Under the firelight, his handsome face was purple, black and swollen, and thick black blood flowed from his eyes, nose and mouth.

Lonicera was shocked, trembling and unable to speak clearly.

"Luo Luo Luo, Luo Yan."

Luo Yan stretched out his hand towards her, his voice resentful.

"Zhao Ganyan, I died miserably."

Lonicera wanted to run, but her legs refused to obey her. She stood there in vain, anxious to death.

"I just wanted to give you a drug, but I didn't know the bottle was filled with poison."

"I didn't mean to kill you, so don't come to me."

Luo Yan's voice got closer and closer.

"Zhao Ganyan, please give me my life."

Lonicera couldn't run away and screamed in terror, "Help!"

"Wake up."

She was woken up by someone.

Open your eyes, the sky is full of stars, and the faces of Baichuan are enlarged.

Lonicera shook her head, looked around, and then patted her chest, "It turned out to be a dream, it scared me to death."

Baichuan stood aside with his arms folded, "How come you can fall asleep outside?"

She smiled guiltily, "Isn't it because I'm too tired from keeping vigil all night?"

"Why did you come here?"

Baichuan said: "I heard you keep shouting for help."

"Oh." Lonicera was poked at the center of things, "I had a nightmare."

She didn't want to say anything more, so she stood up and stretched out her hand to get the lantern, only to see that she was wearing a strange coat.

Lonicera looked towards Baichuan.

He turned his head and said a little unnaturally, "The women's clothes I took from the master's room."

She lowered her eyes and folded her coat.

The night was getting cooler, and this coat kept out the coolness surrounding her.

"Baichuan, I made a mistake."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt like crying.

Baichuan asked, "What's the mistake?"

Lonicera paused for a long time, until Baichuan couldn't hold back and wanted to ask more questions, then he said with a nasal tone:

"I was careless and lost the veil I wanted to give away."

Baichuan's voice was calm, "Do you still remember where you lost it?"

She picked a spot casually, "I passed by the lotus pond during the day, maybe it was blown away by the wind."

"Okay, I'll find it for you."

After saying that, Baichuan turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, he was so resolute and decisive, Lonicera couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

"Hey, are you stupid? It's so dark that you can find it?"

Baichuan stopped, "I have to try, I can only come out for a while at night."

Lonicera asked, "Do you know what that veil looks like?"

He shook his head.

Lonicera took out the well-kept handkerchief and waved it in front of Baichuan.

"It looks like this."

Baichuan's eyes followed the handkerchief, and after sticking to it for a while, he moved away without saying a word.

After Lonicera finished playing, she realized that he might be angry because she had teased him, and she felt a little uneasy.

She held the handkerchief and said nervously, "You..."

"Who are you giving this veil to?"

There was a bit of sourness in Baichuan's voice.

Lonicera noticed it keenly and raised her head to look at him teasingly.

"Is it delicious?"

"No."

Baichuan coolly bent his arms and hugged her, turning his head to avoid Lonicera's gaze.

"I'll just ask."

The previous insecurity suddenly disappeared, and Lonicera was in a happy mood.

"Do you want it? I'll embroider one for you."

Baichuan put down his arm and looked around her hand.

"Is it the same?"

"Of course it's different."

"This veil is used to repay a favor. I didn't put any thought into it at all. The embroidery was very rough."

Honeysuckle flutters the handkerchief in her hand.

"You look exquisite, but it's actually Nianqiu who helped me cultivate it well."

She said sincerely: "If I embroider it for you, I will work hard and embroider it carefully and conscientiously."

Baichuan turned his head again, as if he was shocked by her straightforward remarks.

It took a while for Lonicera to hear his subtle "hmm".

Now that her matter was resolved, she was thinking about resolving the matter between An Ran and Ji Qinghan.

Ling Dong walked to the side hall, "You're all awake now. I'll go find the Eighth Prince and explain Nian Qiu's help in embroidering the veil for the princess."

Unexpectedly, Baichuan heard her words and stepped in front of her.

"Don't go." He frowned, "Don't mention that poisonous woman in front of the master."

Honeysuckle:?

She was very puzzled, "Why do you call the princess a 'poisonous woman'?"

"The princess used to be a bit unruly in character, but she wasn't to the point of being poisonous."

"Don't worry about it." Baichuan was mysterious, "In short, the master hates her now."

"Don't look for unpleasantness."

He advised Ling Dong, "My master's skill is superior to mine. If he takes action, I can't stop him."

Although Lonicera had doubts in her heart, she still stopped obediently after hearing Baichuan's words.

An Ran had a restless sleep all night. When she woke up, her head was still dizzy and her whole body was sore and weak.

When she stepped on the ground, she felt as if she were stepping on the clouds, top-heavy.

Tiandao guessed, "Is this a sign that your poison will attack next time?"

"I don't know." An Ran rubbed his forehead, showing how weak he was, "Maybe."

Nian Qiu came over to send a message, "Princess, the Queen invites you to have a gathering at Fengqi Palace."