The cannon fodder goblin is as beautiful as a flower

Mingyou lazily threw the third apple core to Gan Yuan, "You will do what I told you to do tomorrow."

He stood up reluctantly and stretched gracefully.According to his temperament, he should sleep on such a beautiful couch until the sky is dark.

There's no way, I have to do something before Cang Hai returns, otherwise, I'm not sure how he will stop it!

Gan Yuan nodded to promise that he would live up to expectations, and then watched him tremblingly away as if he was drunk, only to realize that he forgot to have a drink with him!

Touching that little bodhi seed is like holding a hot heart, no matter what, I don't want to let go!

Ji Yanglan likes to be quiet and not noisy, so when he is in the study, he never needs to be served by others.

Today Lun Xuehu was on duty, he was standing at the door of the study like a dog with a knife in his hand, his eyes were sneaking into the room.

He is drinking tea, he is reading a book, he is drawing, he is...

The more Xuehu looked at it, the more he couldn't pull it out, why did Ji Yanglan's looks suit his heart so much!This dude of the royal relatives in the human world is either extravagant, greedy for power, or intriguing, he is like a different kind, without any fireworks.

If he didn't know that he came from a calamity, he would feel that he could become a fairy just by living like this every day!

Ji Yanglan picked up the teacup and found that there was no water, so he waved, "Ahu, come."

Xuehu raised its invisible tail high, and meowed in, his face couldn't hide the seemingly flattering but ingratiating smile (it seemed to mean something).

"My lord, are you calling me?"

"Pour tea", Ji Yanglan said lightly.

"Hey!" Xuehu hurriedly picked up the pot and poured tea, and then offered the teacup with both hands, with an extremely pious attitude.

Under Xuehu's sincere gaze, Ji Yanglan took a sip of tea, put it on the table, and asked softly, "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful..." Xuehu was taken aback as soon as the words came out, "Wh...what's beautiful?"

Ji Yanglan asked casually, "I, am I pretty?"

Now, Xuehu didn't dare to say anything.

Ji Yanglan's slender eyes glanced at him, and there was no emotion in her voice, "You've been staring at me for a long time, I thought I was pretty, so you kept staring at me."

Xuehu still didn't raise his head, and his voice was as soft as a gnat, "It's... pretty..."

Ji Yanglan looked at his embarrassed expression, as if he was watching something very amusing, a tall, strong and handsome man actually blushed like a little daughter-in-law.

"I was ill for many days a few days ago, and I was taken care of by you. It seems that I have never thanked you solemnly."

Only then did Xuehu raise his head shyly, the blush on his face hadn't faded, "No, you're welcome..." Actually, I like to take care of you!

Ji Yanglan put a scroll on the table, pushed it lightly, "This is for you!"

Xuehu took it with both hands, unfastened the buckle and slowly unfolded it. It was an extremely delicate meticulous figure painting.

He looked at it for a while, at first he felt that the person in the painting was quite familiar, but after a few breaths, he suddenly realized that it was himself.

I don't know if it's because the painter is so good at painting, or because he is so handsome himself, so he paints him in a heroic and vigorous way.

Xuehu watched silently, as if he didn't know this person.

Could it be that in Ji Yanglan's eyes, he is not a vulgar and shallow martial artist, but is he really so handsome?

However, no matter how handsome and flawless he is, compared to Xie Yu, he is still nothing but heaven and earth!

"Why, the painting is not good?" Ji Yanglan asked him with a smile after flicking the floating tea with the lid a few times.

Xuehu suddenly raised his head, "No... no, it's great... the painting is so good..."

Xuehu suddenly had a sad expression, which was quite intriguing. Looking at his slightly red eyes, Ji Yanglan set aside some tea for a long time, but forgot to bring it to his mouth.

The sound of the copper crane dripping in the corner of the room suddenly became very loud. In the quiet and ambiguous atmosphere of the study, it sounded like hitting the hearts of the two of them. It didn't hurt, but it was extremely heavy.

Xuehu is okay, he has long been in love with him, but it is Ji Yanglan who is hard to describe.

He suddenly felt that under Xuehu's gaze, even his breathing became stiff, his heartbeat jumped a few times uncontrollably, and suddenly a kind of loose and tight throbbing spread like an electric current.

He fondly remembered that one night during his illness, a finger seemed to be lingering gently on the corner of his lips in a daze, as if touching a piece of exquisite porcelain, and he could even feel the reluctance and anxiety of the owner of the finger. However, the uneasy mood was only for a moment, and he fell into a dream again.

Thinking about it afterwards, I'm afraid it was a dream.Now, looking at Xuehu's eyes, they are hot and oppressive, just like the feeling he gave him that day, could it be, is it really him?

At this time, a person hurriedly stepped into the study, breaking the awkward silence.

"My lord," Zuo Yuan said, "a Taoist priest came from outside the mansion, saying that there are ghosts hiding in our manor, and he must enter the mansion to catch ghosts."

Ji Yanglan raised her eyebrows, glanced at Xuehu from the corner of her eye, and found that the man had already put away the scroll, and calmly withdrew his gaze, the dark eyes were calm and unwavering.

He hesitated for a moment, "Come in, please!"

Turning around, he asked Xuehu again, "Has Mr. He Xuan come back?"

Xuehu said, "Go back to the prince, Mr. He has not returned from meeting friends."

Ji Yanglan was a little disappointed. He thought that He Xuan was well-informed and could listen to him, but he never expected that he would meet a friend, but he never came back.

He thought of He Xuan's book boy, "Ah Hu, go and call Mr. Ajiu."

When Ming You came in, he happened to see an old Taoist with white eyebrows and white beard, holding a dust whisk in one hand and a compass in the other, with a needle on it that kept spinning.

He chuckled, this Gan Yuan really looks like that!

Ji Yanglan said to Mingyou, "Ah Jiu, Daoist Qingxuan said that there are ghosts entrenched in our palace. You have followed Mr. He for a long time, what do you think about this matter?"

Ming You met Gan Yuan's eyes, turned around and said respectfully, "Go back to my lord, when I traveled with my husband, I saw a thing or two about ghosts. But, logically speaking, the lord is the emperor." His biological brother, the emperor is the son of the real dragon, and the prince should also be blessed by the blessing of the fairy body, and the ghosts and ghosts should not be close to him." He turned to Gan Yuan, "I don't know if the elder is wrong..."

Gan Yuan put Fuchen on the crook of his arm, stroked his three-foot-long beard, pretended to pinch his fingers to make calculations, and then rolled his eyes, "I don't know if the prince has violated his royal body recently?"

Ji Yanglan nodded, this Qingxuan really has a trick.

Gan Yuan saw him nodding, then shook his head and said, "It's no wonder that during the prince's illness, the turbidity rose and the yang energy was weak, so he couldn't suppress the evil spirits in the mansion... Now that evil spirits have been invading the human body for a long time, they will soon die." become a disaster!"

Ji Yanglan was slightly taken aback, although she didn't really believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, but since there was no explanation for this matter, everyone in the whole house might be in a state of panic, "So what do you think according to the Taoist priest?"

Gan Yuan said, "I see this sneaky spirit coiled in the northwest corner, where is it?"

Ji Yanglan thought for a moment, "That's where my concubine Ning Zhen lives."

The old Taoist squinted his eyes seriously, and asked, "I don't know what's wrong with this princess recently?"

Ji Yanglan looked at Zuo Yuan, motioned for him to answer, Zuo Yuan understood, and replied, "Princess Side accidentally fell into the water in Xiling Lake outside the city more than ten days ago, and she has been bedridden since she was rescued. I have invited several famous doctors, all of whom are looking at you." No cause."

The old Taoist frowned and nodded, "That's right..." He waved his whisk, "The side princess's symptom is sneaking into the body, please let this little brother lead the way."

Zuo Yuan looked at Ji Yanglan, Ji Yanglan got up and said, "This king personally leads the Taoist priest there."

Ning Zhen fell asleep drowsily for most of the day, and at this moment, Dameng just woke up, and she was leaning on the bed with all her strength in a daze.

Hearing a "squeak" the door opened, at first I was overjoyed, thinking it was Zuo Yuan who came to see it.

During these days, no one cared about her life except Zuo Yuan.Even Ji Yanglan, at most, sent someone to greet her and send some supplements, but never came to visit her in person. Her joy of climbing a high branch was so short-lived that it was not as long as a cluster of fireworks.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, a group of people "hula-la" came in, not only that, but even the courtyard, which had been lifeless for a long time, was full of servants watching the excitement.

Ning Zhen didn't know why, and saw Ji Yanglan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, coming, and was so surprised that he forgot to ask for a moment.

The compass pointer in Gan Yuan's hand suddenly spun rapidly, and a large cloud of thick black mist engulfed the compass.

Seeing the golden light from the fingertips of the old Taoist Gan Yuan, he pointed at Ning Zhen and shouted loudly, "Hey! You were killed and drowned in the lake. Although your life experience is pitiful, but your past is gone, you should be reincarnated as soon as possible. Waiting here to absorb the essence of living people, could it be that you want to lose your soul, and you can't even reincarnate!"

The golden light twined between his fingers, gradually covering Ning Zhen's body, and the light became stronger and stronger. Soon, he saw a cloud of black air slowly spreading from Ning Zhen's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, but was trapped by the golden light, rushing left and right Suddenly, can not come out.

In the black mist, there was a fierce and ferocious woman's cry, the sound was like a broken leather and something was being torn apart, it made people tremble physically and mentally.Even the people outside the hospital could not help but tightly cover their ears, even so, they still had a splitting headache.

After half a cup of tea, the black mist gradually thinned, and the screams became weaker and weaker, until finally swallowed by the golden light, there was no more sound.

Only then did the old Taoist withdraw his spell, and let out a long breath. Looking at it again, he was already sweating profusely, and his whole body was drenched.

Now Ji Yanglan, believe it or not, he asked anxiously, "What's the matter, old Taoist priest!"

Gan Yuan, an old man, sat on a chair beside him, closed his eyes and said nothing. After a long time, he opened his eyes just now, and the violent breathing in his chest had subsided.

He seemed to lose some strength, and said slowly, "This evil thing is the soul of an unjust death in the lake, and it was attached to Princess Side when she fell into the water. Now this way has removed it, but when Princess Side is invaded by it It has been a long time, and the yang energy has declined. However, there are many people in the palace, and the turbid air is everywhere, and the concubine has lived here for a long time, and she is afraid that her life will be lost."

He twirled his beard, "If you want to save her life, you should send her to a quiet place and find someone who is born with her horoscope to accompany her. After a long time, she may still be alive!"

When Ji Yanglan heard this, she couldn't bear it, thinking that Ning Zhen had been married to him for less than two months, and he had suffered such a disaster. Although he married Ning Zhen, he was responsible for her immorality after drinking, and also because of pity for her loneliness. He sent it away, but he couldn't bear it in the end.

"That's natural," a crisp female voice sounded outside the door.

Princess Junhua stepped into the threshold with a big belly.

Ji Yanglan quickly supported her arm, "Junhua, you are inconvenient, why are you here?"

Jun Hua said kindly, "My lord, I'm fine. I heard the commotion here, so come and have a look..."

She turned her head to look at Ning Zhen who was unconscious on the bed, and said softly, "My lord, why don't you place the concubine side in a farm in the suburbs, where the scenery is pleasant and there are no ordinary people to disturb, it will definitely be beneficial for Ning Zhen to recuperate."

Having said so much, Ji Yanglan really had no choice but to nod.He said, "Madam decides everything", and led Gan Yuan to serve tea in the front flower hall.

Ning Zhen lay silently on the bed, her face was extremely pale and haggard under the crimson brocade quilt.

Junhua looked at the lovely girl who was originally like a flower, but now she was fragile like the last leaf falling in the autumn wind, and she couldn't help but feel a little more sentimental in her originally hated and disgusted mood!

Gan Yuan finished his tea and lunch, and was calculating the birthdays of everyone in the palace.

He picked out one of them and handed it to Ji Yanglan, "This person has the same horoscope as the concubine side, and can help the concubine side to recuperate and recuperate."

Ji Yanglan took it over, Zuo Yuan!

He glanced imperceptibly at Zuo Yuan, who was standing beside him. Zuo Yuan was his chief guard, who had been with him for many years. He was a little speechless when asked to go to the farm.

Zuo Yuan noticed Ji Yanglan's eyes from the side, and immediately understood that the birthday paper must be his character, that's why Ji Yanglan was so hesitant.

He took a step forward, cupped his fists and said, "My lord, may I ask if it's your birthday paper?"

Ji Yanglan nodded, and said, "Zuo Yuan, you don't have to worry, the king will post another notice offering a reward for finding it, you just stay."

Zuo Yuan said, "My lord, my subordinates are willing to go!"

"What?" Ji Yanglan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"The subordinate is willing to go", this sentence is more decisive than the answer just now, Ji Yanglan is sure that she heard it right.

Gan Yuan looked at the crowd in the courtyard calmly, among the crowd, a bunch of inconspicuous eyes touched him lightly, and smiled comfortably.

Two days later, a pony carriage left the side gate of the palace and set foot on the road to the suburbs.

The horse bells jingled regularly, and the carriage carried the concubine Ning Zhen and two little maids.

After leaving the city gate, Ning Zhen opened the curtain of the carriage, and met the gaze from Zuo Yuan who was sitting upright on the horse's back.