Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

Three days later, Su Danchen suddenly broke into the thatched cottage covered in blood.

With a "bang", he fell to the ground exhausted, and a cloud of dust rose from the ground.

"A Chen!"

Lan Ziqing turned pale with fright, and rushed over.

With his support, Su Danchen sat on the edge of the bed, held his trembling hand and said, "Don't worry, it's not my blood..."

After Lan Ziqing made sure that there was no wound on his body, she breathed a sigh of relief, and still asked worriedly, "Then this is?"

"It's the blood of the white tiger." Su Danchen said as he took out a vermilion fruit from his bosom, and handed it carefully to Lan Ziqing's palm.The hair on his face was covered with grass clippings, and his clothes were covered with mud spots. He looked quite embarrassed, but his peach eyes were a little brighter than before, and he said happily, "Ziqing, I picked five-color fairy beads." gone."

The whole body of the fruit exudes a strange and unusual fragrance.

Lan Ziqing looked at the fruit in his hand with complicated eyebrows and eyes, with mixed feelings in his heart, he couldn't help but said in a hoarse voice: "Ah Chen, you really..."

"Ziqing, hurry up and use it as medicine to heal your face."

Su Danchen's peach blossom eyes were full of anticipation.

Lan Ziqing was silent, and suddenly stuffed the vermillion fruit in his hand into Su Danchen's mouth, Su Danchen was caught off guard, coughed a few times and swallowed it.

"Ziqing, you..."

As soon as the fruit was swallowed, Su Danchen's brain immediately ached, as if a fire was burning inside, he couldn't stand the pain, hugged his head and yelled "It hurts", fell on the bed and rolled all over the place.

Although Lan Ziqing had already expected it, seeing him like this made her heart ache. She hugged him tightly to prevent him from bumping her head, and called his name over and over again in a hoarse voice.

"Ah Chen...Ah Chen..."

After a while, the person in Lan Ziqing's arms stopped moving, and Su Danchen had already passed out from the pain.

Lan Ziqing looked softly at the pale person in her arms, her brows and eyes were full of distress and helplessness.

When the sun was setting, Su Danchen, who had been lying on the bed for four hours, moved his fingers, and then slowly opened his eyes. At first, his eyes were blurred. After he got used to the light, he found that the surroundings looked like thatched cottages. A figure swayed in front of his eyes, not knowing what to do in front of the table full of medicinal herbs.

Even if that figure turned into ashes, he could still recognize it.

"Ziqing!"

Su Danchen said excitedly.

The white-robed man in front of the table turned around abruptly, and came to his bedside with joyful eyes, "Your Highness, you are awake..." Looking at him with flickering eyes, he stretched out his hand to caress his face, Su Danchen Holding his trembling hand, he said excitedly, "Ziqing, I remembered, I remembered everything!"

Lan Ziqing also had an excited expression on her face.

After Su Danchen got excited, he looked at his ruined face with distress, and said bitterly: "Did Yingxuan do it? I'll go to him to settle the score!"

Lan Ziqing hastily held him down, "No! We are not his opponents, we must not startle the snake."

"Then what should I do? Do you want me to watch you suffer?" Su Danchen's eyes turned red, her cheeks pressed tightly against his cool palms, "It's all my fault, if I didn't provoke him, this wouldn't have happened thing."

Lan Ziqing looked at him tenderly, shook her head slightly, and said softly: "Your Highness, for the present plan, we have to get out as soon as possible."

"But I...I can't beat him...".

Su Danchen lowered his head and said in shame.

Lan Ziqing got up and came to the table full of medicinal materials. On the table was a small bottle of suet with a cork. It was the bottle that Lan Ziqing had just mixed. Ziqing handed the small bottle of suet to Su Danchen.

"what is this?"

Su Danchen looked at the small bottle in his hand in puzzlement.

A cold light flashed in Lan Ziqing's eyes, "It was used to deal with Ying Xuan."

"Xiaochen, it's rare that you invite me to drink."

Ying Xuan sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, smiling at the person in front of him.

After dealing with the outside affairs, he returned to Tianxia City and heard that Su Danchen invited him to drink, so he went to the appointment with great joy, thinking that Su Danchen accepted him more.

Seeing him looking at him tenderly, Su Danchen felt guilty for a moment, and said with a dry smile: "Are you afraid that you won't find anyone if you want to drink?"

He filled a glass of wine with his hands, picked it up and handed it to him.

"I just want to drink with you."

Seeing that Ying Xuan was about to take it, Su Danchen suddenly shook his wrist violently, almost spilling the wine outside.

Ying Xuan looked at him like this, the smile in Mo Mo's eyes gradually dissipated, his expression remained calm, and he still took the wine.

The snow-white wine glass is sparkling, and there are scattered golden osmanthus flowers floating on the surface of the wine.

It is sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Ying Xuan couldn't help but change his eyes when he saw it, his face was somewhat reminiscent, and his voice became gentle, "Xiaochen, I remember the first time we drank wine that day, and it was sweet-scented osmanthus wine."

Su Danchen had recovered his memory, of course he remembered what Ying Xuan said, and he still remembered that he gave him a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus wine after sending him back that night.

Thinking about it now, Su Danchen only felt that his intestines were about to turn green.

But in front of Ying Xuan, he naturally couldn't show that he remembered, he could only pretend to be sorry, and said: "Unfortunately, I don't remember all of what you said."

Ying Xuan's expression darkened, he only said "You will definitely remember" and did not speak again.

Su Danchen saw that he only looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in his hand but didn't drink it, he became anxious and said: "Aren't you going to drink it?"

Ying Xuan saw his appearance that he was afraid that he would not drink it, and those eyes that had just gained brilliance fell silent again, terribly lifeless, and after a long silence, he said: "You bring me the wine yourself, I Why don't you drink it?"

Throwing his head back and gulping it down.

Seeing that he drank it down, Su Danchen was overjoyed that the peach blossoms burst into light.

Ying Xuan seemed to be intoxicated by this cup of sweet-scented osmanthus wine. He dragged Su Danchen and chattered a lot. It's just the way he pretends in front of people.

Lan Ziqing is also an expert in acting. No matter how aloof and indifferent he is in his heart, he always has a gentle appearance in front of people. Back then, he even won praises from his disciples in the academy with his appearance.

The two people who were full of gloomy and indifferent bones chose to walk in the world with a gentle and polite appearance.

The difference is that Lan Ziqing treats people seemingly softly but is actually alienated. She seems to be in the world but she avoids the world. She has been a relative for three years, lives in seclusion, and has less contact with outsiders.

But Ying Xuan hangs out with cronies all day long.

It can be said that Lan Ziqing pretended to be gentle and elegant in order to better avoid the world, while Ying Xuan chose to be bright and generous in order to better enter the world.

However, whether it is to avoid the world or enter the world, they are the same people in their bones.

The same gloomy and indifferent person.

"why……"

Su Danchen saw Ying Xuan lying on the stone case, and was about to leave when he heard his words.

"what?"

Ying Xuan lost his voice, blood flowed from his lips, his eyes gradually closed, and he passed out completely.

Su Danchen left in a hurry, ignoring his words and hurried to the peach blossom forest.

Behind him, Ying Xuan sat up slowly, watched him leave with gloomy eyes, picked up the wine glass and spit out the sweet-scented osmanthus wine he just drank.