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Nightmares keep coming.

Ling Zihan dreamed of the fire again, the burning pain seemed to tear her skin apart.

Someone suddenly jumped into the window, and the golden mask was particularly bright in the firelight.

Xuanyuan Qian was still by her side, supporting her and letting her go first.

She didn't leave, a horizontal plaque was smashed down...

She dreamed that she did not climb out, dreamed that she was burned to ashes by fire, dreamed of familiar but unfamiliar family members, dressed in funeral services, standing in front of a tombstone, and a priest was praying...

"ah--"

She screamed like crazy. Xuanyuan Huang rushed to the bed first, stretched out his arms to hug her, and held her in his arms. He hugged her tightly, restrained her struggling hands, and patted her gently.

on her back, comforting her.

"Qingqing, wake up, Qingqing, look at me, I'm here by your side!" Holding her hand tightly, Xuanyuan Huang's comfort seemed to have some effect, and her struggle was not so fierce. However,

She never liked to cry, but she shed tears in her dream.

A crystal teardrop slid down the corner of his eye.

He leaned forward and kissed her.

But I heard her whispering in a low voice - "Dad, Mom".

"Get out of the way!" Zi Chen glanced at Xuanyuan Huang, reached out and grabbed Ling Zihan's arm, touched her wrist lightly with his fingertips, and pressed down. The strange pulse made his smooth eyebrows wrinkle slightly. This time

, it seems to be much more serious than he imagined!

"How about it?"

"Take off your clothes!" Without answering Xuanyuan Huang's words, Zi Chen took out a needle bag from his pocket and opened it.

Tai'an, seeing that he didn't move, repeated what Bian had just said.

Xuanyuan Huang raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "She is my king's princess!"

"It is precisely because she is your princess that I asked you to take off your clothes." Zi Chen said lightly, then turned to look at Ling Zihan. Seeing beads of sweat frequently oozing out from her forehead, she felt distressed. Her eyes were filled with tears.

His concern became more and more profound. When he turned to look at Xuanyuan Huang, he saw that he had taken off his coat and said: "

You help Han'er sit up, take off her clothes, and help her do exercises and regulate her breathing. Turn your back to me, and I will perform acupuncture on you." As he said that, he put down the silver hooks on both sides of the bed curtain and let the curtains slide.

He lowered his head and handed Xuanyuan Huang a few silver needles, indicating the corresponding acupuncture points, "Press the acupuncture points just mentioned, and give Han'er the acupuncture needles!"

Xuanyuan Huang didn't know whether Zi Chen's method was reasonable, but compared to his own medical knowledge, which was not enough for a three-legged cat, and looking at the painful person on the bed, he had no choice but to do it.

During the intense treatment, several mistakes occurred. Fortunately, in the end, the chaotic internal energy in Ling Zihan's body was finally calmed down. As for Xuanyuan Huang, who was a lucky man, he was tormented by this little girl.

On the one hand, I am afraid that I will become obsessed with it, and on the other hand, I am afraid that I will not be able to control it because of this warm-smelling soft jade.

"What a worry-free little thing!" Seeing her sleeping peacefully, Xuanyuan Huang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took off the quilt for her, picked up the clothes on the side, put them on slowly, and said to the third person in the room.

Humanity said: "National Master, when will she wake up?"

"This depends on her will. However, this child has always been able to endure it, and I believe she will be able to survive it this time. I will adjust her breathing again at this time tomorrow, and she will be able to wake up the day after tomorrow at the latest.

." After a pause, he looked at Xuanyuan Huang, who was always sitting by the bed, watching over her. He breathed out quietly and said, "You can watch over her, and I'll boil the medicine for her."

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

Just when Zi Chen was wondering if he had made a mistake in any step, Ling Zihan suddenly woke up.

My head still hurts so much, it hurts like it's going to explode.

But I finally woke up from the nightmare.

Ling Zihan looked at the man holding her, his eyes full of concern, which made her heart soften.

"Yi." She called his name, slowly raised her hand and touched his cheek. But the raised hand froze in mid-air.

Turning her eyes, she quickly retracted her hand, stretched out her hand to feel her pulse, and pressed the acupuncture points on her neck. Amid astonishment, a flash of ecstasy flashed through her. Her martial arts recovered. Although her internal strength was not as domineering as before, it was at least better than before.

She was so much better when she was still a cripple!

But then she thought about it, and she recalled the delusion she had at that moment when Zixing yelled at her. It seemed that the strange feeling had been there since she gave him a knife. Could it be that Zixing was the one who was obsessed with her?

The man in the cup?! No wonder, there is always a touch of gold in her memory. It turns out that he is the one wearing a golden mask and sneaking up on them!

"It's him! It's him! I want to see him -" Ling Zihan is actually a resolute person. Whatever he thinks, he will do it. No, he turned around and was about to get up from the bed. Xuanyuan Huang quickly held down his hand.

She said: "Your inner breath has just recovered, and you need to cultivate yourself. Otherwise, your inner breath will easily go retrograde, and you will regret it later!"

"No, I want to see Zixing! I want to ask him clearly!" At this moment, Ling Zihan, who had recovered as before, felt that her whole body was full of strength, because she didn't feel that she had anything to nurse back to health, but she was even more anxious.

She wanted to see the man who tried to harm her over and over again.

In this matter, Xuanyuan Huang won in the end. He arbitrarily turned Ling Zihan upside down, lay down beside her and said: "Ling Zihan, I don't mind finding another way to make it impossible for you to get out of bed! But you

But think about it, you lie like this for just one day,

After the observation period is over, and Zi Chen makes sure that you can run, jump, and are free from illness and disaster, I will naturally accompany you. But if you are disobedient, then don't get out of bed again in the next month!

Of course, in comparison, I prefer you to choose the latter."

Such a violent and outrageous act made Ling Zihan raise the white flag.

After drinking the bitter medicinal soup for two days, Ling Zihan finally gained some autonomy in life. After acting like a spoiled child, she got the approval of Xuanyuan Huang and Zi Chen and finally handed over the key to the dungeon.

Give it to her and take her to see Purple Star.

The dark dungeon is filled with a damp musty smell.

As the ground wind blew by, there was also an indescribable rancid and fishy smell mixed in.

Roaring sounds came from the cells on both sides of the dungeon, making people's skin crawl.

If it had been any other female concubine, Miss Jiao, she would have been so frightened that she would have been shaking. But for Ling Zihan, it was a common occurrence, but her nose was too sensitive, so she had to cover her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Only then can we continue to move forward.

The place where Purple Star is imprisoned is the deepest and darkest cell in the dungeon.

The cell was so strong that it was unimaginable that it was actually made of gold. The thin pillars stood upright, as if they were about to be sent up to the clouds to surround the dark place. The thickness of the gold was extraordinary.

The durability of this prison can simply be described as impregnable. But such a prison made of gold is like a luxurious canary cage, which suppresses the lingering Purple Star.

This is very similar to the golden mask he loves so much, and it can shine like gold in the dark.

However, she never understood how this thing was made?

"What are you doing here, making fun of me?!" Zixing said sarcastically when she saw the person coming.

He thought she would drag Xuanyuan Huang along to make things difficult for him, but he didn't expect that this woman was bolder than he thought. She actually asked Xuanyuan Huang to wait for her outside in front of him and opened the prison cell herself.

door, walked in, and sat down

She was standing on the railing very far away from her, staring at him quietly, without saying a word for a long time. But those charming blood eyes made him feel numb all over, and she unconsciously thought of the person who had such a pair of eyes just like her.

Woman with beautiful eyes.

"Why...why did you tell me instead of Xuanyuan Qian or Xuanyuan Huang?!"

For a long time, Ling Zihan looked away and asked a faint question. Then she immediately stepped up and approached the pillar where Zi Xing was tied. She stretched out her hand to lift his chin and looked down at him, who was stooped due to pain.

He said coldly: "Don't you hate Emperor Chen? He killed you, the person you want to be close to the most!"

"Bah -" Zixing shook off Ling Zihan's hand and spit out blood. When he looked up at her, he laughed and said, "I hate him, I hate them, I hate all of you."

!I tell you, I just want to kill him with your hands. Haha, he is the father of the man you love deeply and the father of the brother you value most, but he just killed your mother.

People, tell me, how should you avenge this?"

Killing Emperor Chen, Xuanyuan Huang, and Xuanyuan Qian will definitely turn against her.

Although the two people were not related to Chen Emperor, it was a great pain for Ling Zihan. After all, there was a "bloody feud" between her and Chen Emperor.

No matter which one she chooses, she will have to bear the pain of self-blame. And this is what Zi Xing is planning.

Thinking about it, Zi Xing sneered unconsciously. The laughter was as unrestrained as it was similar, and it stung her eardrums.

But she was not fooled. She smiled brightly, looked into his eyes expectantly, and called out meaningfully, "Uncle——"

This call of uncle made Zi Xing's heart tighten suddenly, and then tremble again. Before she could speak, he restrained all his emotions and said coldly: "I am not your uncle. I am from the Zi family."

From the day he wanted to kill me,

I don't belong to the Zi family! I want revenge. I want to make that person who was born later than me, but can get whatever he wants, pay a heavy price! And you are one of these prices, don't try to play tricks with me.

.I won’t do that!”

"Haha, what a coincidence, uncle, I won't follow your example!" Ling Zihan retorted, looked at him contemptuously, and continued: "Uncle, one good thing about me is that I can eat everything.

I'm a picky eater, but just don't suffer! Back then, you really gave me a gift

A big gift, he made me lose my martial arts skills, cruelly cut off my hand tendons, and threw me and my senior brother in the most violent place. If we weren't lucky, we would really be dead! Hey,
Chapter completed!