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go home.

This word was once a thorn in Ling Zihan's mind.

But when Xuanyuan Huang held her hand and told her that her home was where he was. She began to believe that maybe he could really give her a home.

Now, Xuanyuan Qian, her senior brother, no, after listening to the story Zi Qi told today, maybe she should take advantage of the man he called his aunt and cousin to hold her hand. In that trance, she remembered again

During her days in Beiyan, she had longed for Xuanyuan

Qian's return, she had been waiting with heart and eyes for the man who existed like a protector to return to her from the capital. What she longed for was that he would hold her high at the door of the teacher's door, hold her hand and say, "Han

"Han'er, I'm back", "Han'er, let's go home"...

She prayed for his health, prayed for his safety on the battlefield... and then what? During those blank days without him, she learned to face the dangers alone, and the feeling of home was gradually forgotten. Now.

Thinking of it, she couldn't help but be startled, then she retracted her hand like a conditioned reflex, hid it under the cloak, only wrapped the cloak tightly, and followed Xuanyuan Qian's side.

But the moment she jumped out of the car, the increasingly chaotic things in her mind kept passing by her eyes and passing through her heart, one after another, one scene after another, giving her a splitting headache.

But maybe it was at that moment, when the world was spinning, that she lost her meaning.

I only remember, and before my eyes, a snowflake falling in the darkness.

Snowflakes seemed to fall on her eyes.

The icy coldness penetrated the skin, met a full tear, turned into a part of the tear, and slid down.

"Qingqing——"

"Han'er!"

The two voices occupied the last gap in consciousness and disappeared in the next second.

Her world turned into darkness.

Silent and breathless.

There is only one long corridor, keep going forward, keep going...

There is no light and no end.

This night seemed extremely long, so long that she had a long and lengthy dream.

In the dream, Xuanyuan Huang and Xuanyuan Qian seemed to be arguing about something.

In the dream, a person who looks exactly like the portrait of Mingzhu is kissing Zi Qi?

In the dream, there was a person similar to Zi Chen, wearing a golden mask and smiling extremely gloomily.

In the dream, Ling Xiang pinched her throat and shouted, "Bastard, kill the bastard..."

The long dream was silent in the darkness. A glimmer of light flashed, and she ran away as if fleeing. However, at the end, she saw Xuanyuan Huang, surrounded by many women. Each of those women threw things at her and cursed her.

A has-been concubine. And at the moment she was about to fight back, a bright, somewhat dazzling light flashed through, and Queen Xiaocheng and Princess Xian whom she had seen in the portrait walked out one after another, smiling at her like that.

gentle.

Queen Xiaocheng clapped her hand and waved her hand to signal her not to speak.

No one can imitate her gentle style.

"My child, don't come over here. Go back. Go back with peace of mind. He is waiting for you, he is waiting for you to go back! My child, go back quickly!" The gentle face held a faint smile, as misty as smoke, but yet

So real.

Ling Zihan saw Queen Xiaocheng and Princess Xian look at each other, and then they pushed her together.

The light and shadow disappeared, and she seemed to be back in darkness.

She screamed in pain, but her dry throat made no sound.

Then a familiar voice came to my ears, speaking surprisingly fast and in a hurried tone, appearing extremely nervous, "Qingqing, Qingqing, what's wrong with you! Qingqing, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here!"

Is it him?

It's him.

From doubt to confirmation, there is only one step away.

Just by raising her eyes, she could see the face that took up so much space in her life.

But accompanying him was the bright halo.

She stretched out her hand to touch, and the warm palm tightly wrapped hers, taking her out of the cold and dark dream, and also brought the peaceful light and the warmth she desperately needed.

Helpless, her dry throat could not make any sound, so she just shook her head.

Faintly, I heard another voice, gentle and delicate, just like the ice and snow of Tianshan Mountain.

"Go and bring the lady a bowl of refreshing soup."

The moist silk brushed her lips, and the sweet water seeped coldly from her lips into her mouth. Ling Zihan pursed her lips and swallowed hard, moistening her dry throat that was almost smoking.

Yu kept trembling, repeated several times, and finally opened his eyes, and what he saw was a different scene.

In front of her, the person guarding the bedside was not Xuanyuan Huang, but her senior brother, Xuanyuan Qian.

Seeing that Ling Zihan was still stunned, Xuanyuan Qian smiled lightly, and a flash of relief flashed in his eyes. His hand naturally reached to her waist, helped her up, and pressed his forehead against hers to test the temperature, "It's okay, the fever is finally gone."

Already."

"Senior...Brother." The tone was originally doubtful, but in the end it became deeper due to the rationality.

"You want to ask..."

"No, I don't want to ask anything. I just want to know what's wrong with me. And Liu Yun, how is she?" Ling Zihan interrupted him directly, fearing that he would see through her and tell her something she didn't want to mention.

Talk things out.

Xuanyuan Qian shook his head in amusement, and looking at her expression, he stopped leading the conversation to unpleasant topics.

"You have suffered from excessive blood loss. In addition, you have inhaled a large dose of phantom incense before. It is not easy to survive until that time. Liuyun is the same as you. Although his pulse has not yet calmed down, his body is no longer seriously injured. Speaking of which, it should be

It's a matter of physical constitution. Although you can control poison, it doesn't mean that you are immune to all poisons. In addition, your body has been severely depleted in the past two years, and your constitution is weak. Liuyun, on the other hand, has a strong body and internal power to regulate your breath, so your recovery is faster than

Hurry up."

While talking, the white fox that circled around Xuanyuan Qian's feet for several times suddenly jumped onto Ling Zihan's bed, walked around in front of Ling Zihan for a few times, and then slipped in with its fluffy little tail raised.

On Ling Zihan's body, it found a comfortable position

, coiled up into a ball, nestled on the brocade quilt between her legs. The tail swayed unconsciously, and slowly landed on Ling Zihan's pulse, touched it, and left immediately. After a pause, it spoke out

There was a faint single tone, which seemed to be a sign of relaxation.

Xuanyuan Qian saw this and felt that this little fox was particularly intelligent. He reached out and touched it and said, "This little guy is quite cute. He is probably worried about you. Where did he get it?"

Ling Zihan pondered, hesitating whether she should tell Xuanyuan Qian about that matter. But after thinking about it, she wondered whether telling this matter would affect Xuanyuan Qian's life. After all, sometimes, people often don't know.

It would be more comfortable to know. And he had recognized the emperor as his father for so many years. What if he heard the news and found out that he had "recognized a thief as his father"?

Don't you want to kill the emperor with a knife? Also, she is still not sure whether the news is true or false. If that stinky fox deceived her, and now she is talking to Xuanyuan Qian, wouldn't she want to kill him! Besides, I don't know this*

*, Xuanyuan Qian might be better off. If he knew about it, depending on his character, he might even turn into a demon to avenge his parents.

Maybe she had been struggling for too long, and Xuanyuan Qian mistakenly thought that she was thinking about Xuanyuan Huang again. His eyes flashed slightly, and he paused while stroking the fox's hand, "Han'er, in fact, Ninth Brother, he treats you very badly."

Very good. It was my instruction to stop him halfway. The affairs of the Zi family are not your business, so don’t investigate."

After being slightly startled, Ling Zihan immediately understood Xuanyuan Qian's misunderstanding. She simply used this excuse and said, "Senior brother, have you forgotten the purpose of my return to Beijing? Cha Zi's family is my own."

own reason."

"It's just like his interference, he also has his reasons. For the sake of each other's reasons, you have hidden too many things that cannot be said, misunderstood each other, hurt each other, intensified each other's conflicts, and the deeper and deeper misunderstandings have made you become

So incompatible. Why don't we sit down and talk?

Just like we did after we had a quarrel in the teacher's sect." Xuanyuan Qian tried to persuade her, but in his heart he wanted to slap himself twice. Why did he agree to that kid? Was it because of the tempting conditions he offered, or because

Can't bear to see Ling Zihan become increasingly haggard because of this incident?

Sometimes, if you wear a mask for so long, you almost forget your true nature.

What on earth is he still hoping for?

It was he who pushed her to Ninth Brother with his own hands. Now, why do such obscene thoughts still pop up in his mind? No, he can't rob her, and he doesn't have the qualifications.

However, at this moment, I still feel a bit unwilling to say good things to him.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands. The evil spirit was too strong. Not only that, besides her, he also hid too many things in his heart, many of which conflicted with her interests. He admitted that sometimes, he did

He is a bastard who will do whatever it takes, even if it's her...

Just like now, no matter how much he doesn't want to, he still wants to push her to Xuanyuan Huang. Because he feels that that is the best outcome for her, him, and the ninth brother.

"Senior brother, can you tell me the reason? Why can't we investigate the Zi family? Why, even you have to stop it."

Sensing the clue, Ling Zihan raised her head, stared at Xuanyuan Qian, and asked.

Her coquettish eyes looked intently into his, with deep pupils, like a magnet with infinite attraction, drawing his eyes tightly to him. If the other party was not careful, he would probably fall into the charming vortex of his eyes.

in, unable to extricate myself.
To be continued...