Zhu Lan is dead

"How long have I slept?"

Zhou Suyun looked at him for a while, the person in front of him had a pale face, his blood had obviously not been revived, but it was much better than when he was rescued.

He stretched out two fingers, shaking in front of Yu Changqi's eyes, "It's been two months, you've been in a coma all day and all night, we almost thought you wouldn't wake up."

"So long?" Xiu frowned lightly, but her eyes were as clear as water, but her expression hesitated for a while, as if she was thinking about something in her heart.

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, Ayan hurriedly said: "My lord just woke up, he must be hungry, I..."

"Not hungry." Yu Changqi said again, reached out and touched his waist, and found that the pain there was not so obvious, after all, he had recuperated for two months.

"How did I get back?"

"Ah, that, His Majesty sent people to search for several hours in the mountains before rescuing you. It's been a long time, so there's no need..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Changqi said again: "Then, where is Suixin?"

Seeing that this person was determined not to give up until he understood the situation, A Yan had no choice but to explain patiently: "Miss Liu has been found, and they left the capital last month."

Nodding her head, the light and shadow outside the window reflected the flower shadow on the window pane, penetrated into the room, a few spots of light and shadow fell on the plain white skin, the scars on her face had already healed, but left a not-so-clear scar, It will disappear completely in about a few months.

He glanced around slightly, but found that there seemed to be something missing around him. After a long while, he couldn't help but ask, "Where are the others?"

"..."

With a slight movement of his lips, he finally said the name that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, "Where is Ye Fan...?"

A Yan frowned, with a puzzled look on his face, "My lord, what are you talking about?"

"..." His eyes began to stir up waves like a lake thrown into stones, and he said in a daze, "Ye Fanji, he is with me, but what about others? Didn't you see it?"

Zhou Suyun also followed suit and said in confusion, "Little uncle, you must have slept like a fool, what Ye Fanji, you were the only one when we found it..."

A person... How is it possible?

He clearly remembered that he and the man had fled for their lives and hid in the woods, and then the man said he was going out to find herbs for him, and then he met Liang Ke, and then... the finger bones were almost white, and even the tabletop The tea in the cup had a slight shock, and then...why did he lose his memory?

"Are you guys hiding something?" Yu Changqi said suddenly, his calm expression made A Yan Cuo almost think that this person would collapse immediately.

"No." Ayan looked straight into his eyes, and calmly said after a while: "My lord, you are tired."

"Let's let yourself go, you need to rest, it doesn't matter what you have or not."

"..."

"roll--"

There was a burst of shouting in the room, followed by the sound of porcelain shattering to the ground. People who walked through the outer corridor couldn't help being startled, but no one dared to go close to peep what happened.

Ji Fengzhu glanced at the broken teacup under his feet, pursed his mouth and said cautiously: "You can beat me however you want, don't drive me out..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jiangzhuo picked up another teacup and slammed it on the door behind him with a "slap", and his heart jumped again.

"I hit you?" As if hearing the funniest joke, a pair of peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, "Ji Fengzhu, you still have to be shameless, how long are you going to pretend to be pitiful and weak!!"

"..." He lowered his head and said nothing, just picked up the fallen robe obediently, holding the clothes with a pitiful look on his face, "You said that, then I'm going out..."

After all, he was disheveled and hugging a robe and was about to go out, but before his fingers touched the door, a cold light came directly, and the tip of the sword touched the door, no more than an inch away from his finger, It was only a little bit short of his finger being cut off whole.

Of course, Ji Fengzhu shuddered all over, and shiveringly pushed aside the blade of the sword with his hands, then turned around, and saw Lin Jiangzhuo with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot in front of him, just as he was about to make a sound, then He deflected the blade to his neck, and he immediately shut up.

Lin Jiangzhuo almost vomited a mouthful of blood seeing him like this, "Tell me, what exactly do you have to do to let me go?"

From the day he began to test and suspect him, he knew that this person was not as simple as he appeared on the surface. He appeared to be respectful and submissive to the outside world, but he was actually a double-faced person secretly. He hated himself for being blinded by such a disaster. Now it is even difficult to escape.

Ji Fengzhu sniffed, "Do you hate me..."

It was rare for Lin Jiangzhuo to talk nonsense with him again, and he deflected his long sword, leaving a mark on that neck, "You are right, I not only hate you, I want to kill you!"

But before the sword edge went deep, the person in front of him suddenly broke the blade with his finger, and fell to the ground with a "dang" and split in two. Lin Jiangzhuo looked at him and sneered, "Stop pretending?"

Ji Fengzhu also laughed, "Stop pretending, it's hard to leave a chance to be alone, there's no point in pretending any longer..."

Lin Jiangzhuo suddenly took two steps back.

Seeing him avoiding snakes and scorpions, Ji Fengzhu couldn't help but feel a burst of heartache, "Lang Jun suddenly treats me so well, it's really sad."

After all, just when the tension between the two was about to reach its peak, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Ji Fengzhu's expression changed, and he immediately froze. Before Lin Jiangzhuo could react, the man had already pulled his arm and hid behind him, showing a dog's leg.

The door was opened at this time, and a young servant stumbled in, seeing the mess in the room, he couldn't help being frightened, and when he saw Lin Jiangzhuo with an unfriendly face, he was so frightened that he almost kicked his legs.

"Who let you in?"

Hearing the man's voice, he didn't dare to lift his head and took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Lin Jiangzhuo, "This was handed over to the counter just now, and I want it to be brought to you..."

Lin Jiangzhuo stretched out his hand to take it, his whereabouts are rarely known by anyone, and sometimes even his father doesn't know what he is doing, he was with Zuo Yi before, if there is a letter, he has explained it in advance, but until now Everyone knew that the people around him had become Ji Fengzhu, why did some people still know his whereabouts?

Suspiciously glanced at the people beside him, Ji Fengzhu also seemed to know what he was thinking, and immediately shrank his head to show his innocence, Lin Jiangzhuo looked at him speechless for a while, and just waved his hand to let the boy back down.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, and when he quietly counted how many teacups were broken on the ground and went out to report to the boss, Lin Jiangzhuo stopped him again.

"My lord, what else can I order..."

"If you dare to say anything about today's matter..."

The young man carefully glanced at him and Ji Fengzhu who was hiding behind him, and immediately nodded in a comprehensible way, then smiled doggedly to express his understanding, closed the door and ran out.

"..."

After the room calmed down again, Ji Fengzhu leaned out and chuckled softly in his ear, "Don't be so fierce now, sir, it will make others misunderstand even more..."

Lin Jiangzhuo didn't look at him lazily, the paper in his hand was clenched into a ball, but his expression became more and more gloomy.

"What is this?" Looking up at the medicine bowl on the table, the dark brown juice inside was steaming hot, Yu Changqi obviously resisted.

A Yan withdrew her hand, "This is... the medicine that the doctor asks to drink every day..."

"I'm not sick." It was another expected sentence.

Ayan couldn't help it, so she could only persuade her patiently: "It's been warm and cold these few days, and your injury has just healed, so it's not harmful to recuperate your body like this."

"..." I don't know what came to mind, after a while, he finally agreed, nodded and took the medicine bowl.

Seeing Yu Changqi drink it with peace of mind, the hidden worry that had been hanging in his heart was finally relieved, "My lord, why don't you go to bed earlier and rest."

Yu Changqi sat on the side of the bed without moving, his expression was silent for a while, "Can you answer me a question?"

The hand that was packing the medicine bowl stopped, and she said with a smile, "My lord, tell me."

He lowered his head, looking serious as if he was listening to the wind blowing leaves outside the window, "If someone told you that everything you experienced was false, would you choose to believe him or yourself?"

"..." She bent the corners of her lips, but her eyes were full of coldness, "Please forgive me for not being able to answer this question."

Yu Changqi looked at her and laughed, with a rare dazed expression, "I miss him..."

"My lord..." The fingers resting on the medicine bowl tensed subconsciously, but she couldn't help looking outside the door from the corner of the eye, her heart was full of panic, she tightened her lips and forced a smile, "Stop talking."

Yu Changqi didn't seem to hear what she said, his eyes became empty, "I want to see him, I know he is..."

After finishing speaking, his head suddenly drooped, and the whole person fell down directly. Ayan quickly ran over to catch him, stretched out his hand to sniff, and found that this person had fallen into a deep sleep, hanging The heart finally fell to the ground.

After Qi Gai was quilted for Yu, he carefully closed the door and retreated.

"He fell asleep?"

There was a low sound in the darkness, quietly in the night wind.

A Yan lowered her head, "Yes."

The candlelight in the room reflected through the thin window paper, leaving a faint light and shadow in his eyes. The fingers behind him twisted subconsciously, and he looked up at the empty medicine bowl in Ayan's hand, "Daily Can you drink it on time?"

"Yes." Nodding his head for a moment, he said again: "It's just... the prince's spirit has become more and more weak these days, and the slaves are afraid that if things go on like this, he will become suspicious..."

"Hmph" he sneered, "If you are willing to put away your extra thoughts, it may be too early for him to find out."

"I don't dare." There was some hesitation in his eyes, "I'm just worried about the side effects of this thing..."

"The blue and white wood will only make people drowsy at best, and at the worst it will make people in a trance. Are you really afraid that it will kill him?"

Subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, A Yan shook her head, "Don't dare."

However, he turned around and walked forward with his hands behind his back. His black clothes melted into the moonlight, "It's not necessarily a good thing to increase the dose in the past few days. Sometimes people are too awake."