[Comprehensive] Goddess of Bryan

Yin Dao's eyes fluttered across the brown-haired girl who was staring blankly at him, and then scrutinized the man in the scarf with the red pattern on his face for a while, before falling on Bai Lan.

As soon as he met her eyes, the originally polite smile on Yin Dao's face became real, as if a delicate and pale doll finally had its own vitality.

Renjian Yindao's eyes flowed over Bai Lan's eyes and brows like flowing water, and finally converged on her bright red thin lips.

After a while, he said softly: "I have received a letter from Miko Feng, is there anyone else who killed Kikyo?"

"It's still under investigation."

"Then why are you back?" Ren Jian Yindao was full of curiosity, and glanced at the brown-haired girl and the strange alluring young man, "Of course, I am very happy to see you."

- Nice to meet you.The implication is that the other two are not welcome by him?

Nanasheng Taoyuan, who had just calmed down, began to beat his heart again, moved his toes, and dared not continue to stare at the pale and frail handsome city lord.

And Yao Lang, who was also included in the implication, was much calmer, ignoring Yin Dao's gaze, and turned his head to look at Bai Lan expressionlessly.

Bai Lan smiled and explained: "This is Lord Yaolang, who was selected by other practitioners to investigate the murderer with me. This is Nana Taoyuan. I promised her that after I solved the matter of Lord Kikyo, I would help her." She goes home."

"As for why you came back, because there are signs that the monster who is suspected of killing Kikyo-sama seems to have come all the way to Renjian Castle."

Yin Dao couldn't help laughing: "Recently, people saw that the city was calm, but no monsters appeared."

Bai Lan's smile remained unchanged: "Who knows, maybe they have already left, or maybe hibernated somewhere in Renjian City. In short, we will probably stay here for a few days."

"Yin Dao couldn't be more happy if you can stay." The smiling young master emphasized this matter again.The meaning in his words was so obvious that even Nanasheng could recognize it, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at him and then at Bailan.

It's a pity that with her eyes, she really couldn't see any difference between the smiles on the faces of these two people from just now.

Whether it is the young city lord who speaks affectionate sentences, or the silver-haired woman who is secretly shown love.

On the contrary, the little red bird on Bailan's shoulder suddenly chirped. The bird's song was loud and loud, and it resounded through the entire hall at once, and even produced a faint echo.

This cry not only interrupted the "affectionate" gaze between Bai Lan and Renjian Yindao, but also made the little red bird stunned, then suddenly jumped up, flew to Bai Lan's eyes and tweeted at her angrily.

Bai Lan grabbed him without changing his expression, and threw him to the little black cat who was squatting aside, squinting and full of displeasure.

I saw a group of red shadows streaking across the air, and was pressed down on the smooth floor by the little black cat's paw.

The little red bird wanted to struggle, but was pressed tightly by the black cat's claws, unable to flutter at all, and could only flap its two short red wings on the floor in vain, raising a few tiny red fluff.

Nanasheng looked at it and wanted to laugh, but in the middle of laughing, he suddenly remembered that this little red bird was King Eluo.

The scene of that arrogant evil spirit tormenting and killing human beings is still deeply imprinted in his mind. Connecting the fierce evil spirit in black with dark eyes and this chubby little red bird struggling in vain, Nanasheng suddenly I sympathized with the evil Luo king in my heart.

What's more, Luo Wang didn't know what Nanasheng was thinking, otherwise he would be so angry that he would peck Bailan recklessly. It's a pity that this little black cat looks inconspicuous, but in reality it is so strong that even Even King Eluo had to admit that he couldn't beat him for the time being.

Eluo Wang has reason to suspect that this kitten, like himself, was originally a powerful existence but was turned into this by the woman with despicable means.

That being the case, shouldn't they join hands and settle accounts with that woman? !Why does this little black cat obey Bai Lanyan?Could it be... that I will be like this little black cat in the future?

Thinking of this, King Eluo suddenly felt that it would be better to be locked in a stone.

The little red bird plopped around for a while, then resigned itself to its fate and remained motionless, acting as a foot ball that was stepped on by the kitten.

Seeing this, Bai Lan gave Mr. Madara a look of approval, but unexpectedly, the latter turned his head away without looking at her.

It was rare for Bai Lan to choke on him, the smile on her face disappeared, and her brows frowned.

Yin Dao coughed violently at this time.

A series of rapid coughing, as if he couldn't even breathe, made people feel anxious.

Taoyuan Nanasheng is like this, she is kind by nature, when she saw the good-looking city lord above coughing, her cheeks flushed, even her eyes were stained with a little blush, and she couldn't stop coughing while covering her mouth, she immediately felt that she was scared by him just now. I forgot what happened, and worried about him from the bottom of my heart.

Suddenly remembering that there was a pharmacist standing next to him, and he didn't care whether the pharmacist of this era was really skilled or a simple dancer, so Nanasheng immediately asked the pharmacist for help: "Can you help him look?"

With that eager expression, people who don't know it will think that the Yin knife is some kind of relative of hers.

Yao Lang didn't refuse, nodded, and was about to go forward, but he didn't expect to be stopped by himself.

After finally stopping and taking a breath, he raised his hand to stop Yaolang from bending over to examine him, curled up the corners of his bloodless lips, and said with a wry smile: "Don't bother this pharmacist, Yin Dao has been ill since he was a child." In this way, it will be fine after drinking the medicine later. You have come from a long way, you should have a good rest."

After speaking, before Yaolang and Nanasheng refused, they raised their hands and ordered the maid who came in to take the three of them back to the room to rest.

Bai Lan squinted her eyes, and looked deeply at Yindao, but she didn't refuse, and followed the maid to leave with kindness.

On this point, she judged correctly, she didn't need to take the initiative to test Yindao, and Yindao sent a maid to invite her that night.

When Bai Lan arrived, Yin Dao seemed to have just had an illness, and was resting on a few cushioned pillows, her seaweed-like black hair was loosely scattered over her shoulders.Wearing white single clothes, sweating all over his head, and pale face, he really has a thrilling and morbid beauty.

Bai Lan paused as she entered the room, glanced at the soup bowl with black concoction in Yindao's hand, and closed the paper door behind her.

It was the end of spring, but there was still a brazier burning in Yindao's room, and the quilt covering her body was also a thick winter quilt. The room was airtight, and after a while, Bai Lan felt sweating all over her body.This made her suspect that the beads of sweat on Yin Dao's collarbone were not cold sweat, but heat.

He didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with his disheveled appearance. He leaned on the cushion, raised his head and smiled softly at Bai Lan, with a gentle smile and tender eyes.

For some reason, Bai Lan's first reaction when she saw such a knife was: Fortunately, Mr. Madara didn't follow, otherwise she would feel cold all over again.

She paused, then let go of the hand on the paper door, walked into the room, and knelt down a few meters away from Yin Dao: "Why is Your Highness Yin Dao looking for me?"

Yin Dao was silent for a while, and looked at her with more tenderness: "I just want to see you."

"..." Accustomed to the subtlety of being seen by others, Bai Lan couldn't stand him being so straightforward all of a sudden.

Yin Dao didn't care about her silence, and continued on his own: "When I was sick just now, I couldn't help but think of you. I can't wait to see you, because I'm afraid...I'm afraid that I will leave like this , but I can’t even see your last side.”

"Just the thought of this possibility frightens me more than death itself."

Seeing Yin Dao raised his eyes, he looked straight into Bai Lan's eyes, and let her see the friendship in his eyes: "Bai Lan, I..."

"Your Highness Yin Dao," Bai Lan suddenly said at this moment, interrupting him, "Although you are plagued by illness, I think it's better to keep the room well ventilated. Keeping the doors and windows shut will only make your condition worse .”

Yin Dao was stunned, apparently he hadn't followed the lyrical channel to the popular science mode, and said bluntly: "But didn't you also close the door just now?"

"I was afraid that you would catch the cold, and I only found out after I closed it..." She glanced at the charcoal basin not far from the Yin knife, "It is better to be afraid of heatstroke than to be afraid of you getting cold."

Yin Dao blinked, but still hadn't recovered from his senses: "Oh."

His sluggish expression made Bai Lan feel much more pleasing to the eye than the weak and strangely alluring appearance just now.

With his permission, she got up and extinguished the charcoal basin, then went to the window, took off the sealed wooden boards, and set up the wooden window.

Suddenly, the warm and fresh air of the spring night rushed in, driving away the stuffy heat in the house.

Bai Lan took a deep breath of the fresh scent of flowers, turned around and walked to the original position, knelt down quietly: "Do you feel better now?"

Yin Dao groaned, paused for a moment, and tried to regain the right to speak: "Since you left, Yin Dao has been unable to sleep day and night, and it is only now when I see you that I feel at peace in my heart, and the years are peaceful."

Bai Lan nodded, full of concern: "If you can't sleep, you can ask the pharmacist to prescribe sleeping pills. Your Highness is not in good health, so you should rest more."

"...cough, actually my health is not that bad, I feel much better recently. It's just a cough." Yin Dao raised his hand and clenched his fist, and coughed lightly for a while against his mouth.

In his imagination, not to mention that Bai Lan would be so moved that she would immediately agree with her body, she must be more or less touched.

However, she does not.

The silver-haired woman stood up again, went to the side and took the haori of Yindao from the tents, and put it on for him again.

Bai Lan was standing, while Yin Dao was sitting reclining on the five-color soft pillow. The height difference between sitting and standing made her have to bend down and lower her eyelids when she was covering him with feathers.

The long, silky silver hair slid down from her shoulders like a galaxy, and hung down beside Yin Dao's cheeks.

In the small space inadvertently separated by the hair, the woman's frowning eyebrows and the worry in her eyes are so clear.

While putting the skirt of the haori on Yindao's shoulders, she said angrily: "That's also a disease. On the one hand, it needs to be ventilated and on the other hand, it should be kept warm."

Yin Dao raised his hand, held down the clothes that were falling down, but passed by Bai Lan's raised hand.

While he was still in a daze, she had already walked to the door, opened the sliding door, and smiled back at him: "I'll just ask Misaki to come here, His Highness can't do without anyone around to take care of him."

The light and sweet incense on her body seems to be still in the room, but people have passed away like a shadow.

Yin Dao raised the hand on his shoulder, but Hanori slipped to the ground.Looking at his pale palms, the young castellan of Renjiancheng showed a smile that did not match Renjian Yindao's previous personality.

On the other side, Bai Lan asked Misaki from the side room to serve His Royal Highness, and when the maid was about to leave, she suddenly stopped her: "Misaki, during my absence, is there anything special about your Highness?"

Misaki thought she was caring about His Highness Yin Dao's condition: "No, except for His Highness suffering from a cough and having difficulty sleeping at night, his energy is better than before."

This is exactly what Yin Dao himself said.Bai Lan thought for a moment, and then asked, "Did that man see something important happen in the city?"

"No..." Misaki suddenly thought of something, and immediately changed her words, "There is one more thing, Mr. Ono... was found to have committed seppuku."

"Master Ono?"

"...En. The son of the sinner Ono Kotaro, the one who served as a document..."