This quick wear is a bit sweet

Chapter 40 The Crown Princess Is So Weak 10
Thinking of the excitement at night, Xunguang ate half a bowl of rice in a daze.

Thinking of the prince saying to let her die tonight, and the third prince wanting to let the prince die tonight, he couldn't sleep even more, and stayed on until midnight.

Zi Yan persuaded: "Master, if you are sleepy, go to bed and sleep, it will hurt your body if you suffer like this."

Xunguang was about to refuse, when he caught a glimpse of a fire outside the window.

lantern?

This paper-pasted window looks pretty nice during the day, but it is full of ghosts at night, so I will ask someone to change it tomorrow.

Rich and willful.

Wait, firelight!
Her mind suddenly cleared up.

The system issued a red alert after her.

"The prince set fire, run!"

"It's so cruel! A man who has no hatred and no grievance wants to burn his wife to death! Marquis Dingguo should stab him to death with a sword."

"Stop rambling, run."

Xunguang got up in a hurry, and said loudly: "Zi Yan, hurry up, there is a fire!"

Zi Yan said: "Master, did you read it wrong? Don't worry, servants will go and have a look."

She stretched out her hand to push the door, but the door didn't move, and she pushed the window again, and the window was also tightly closed.

It's such a big game!

The fire outside burned up almost instantly, so big that people couldn't see anything clearly.

"Master! It's really on fire!"

Zi Yan yelled, looking at the burning window in panic.

Just like that, they had nowhere to escape.

The smoke rose so quickly that people couldn't open their eyes.

Xunguang was so smoked that tears flowed down his cheeks, his heart was familiar the second time, and he had been burned to death so many times, now at least his hands and feet are not tied.

"No. [-], quickly use your golden finger to go out over the eaves and walls."

"I can't do it, the fire is so big, I can't get out."

"What do you want."

Xunguang cursed, looked around with teary eyes, and felt that what the system said was right.

The walls are on fire, how can we walk over the eaves and walls?

While coughing, Ziyan wet a handkerchief with tea, covered Xunguang's face, and said, "Master, wait a minute, you can go out right away."

The reaction outside was quick. When the fire broke out, someone immediately came to put out the fire with a bucket.

It's just that the fire is too big to be enough.

Xun Guang looked at Zi Yan with emotion, fully confirming this girl's loyalty.

When you are dying, you have to keep the last bit of water for yourself, either you really believe that you can get out, or you are a diehard.

Looking at Ziyan's trembling hands, Xunguang felt that she was the latter type.

Then she passed out smoothly.

Before closing his eyes, he seemed to see a tall figure rushing in.

"Lin Yu."

She yelped and passed out completely.

When she woke up, she had a splitting headache and didn't know where she was.

"No. [-], the mission failed?"

"No, the second prince saved you."

Hearing this, Xunguang immediately opened his eyes.

This golden thigh is worth hugging.

The swords and fires all rescued her.

"But you call him Lin Yu. I never thought that you have such deep feelings for Lin Yu. He is sitting next to you. Think about how to explain it."

Xun Guang trembled his eyelashes and immediately closed his eyes tightly.

"How to explain this, there is no way to explain it."

Forget it, pretend to be in a coma, the second prince can't stay here forever.

But I haven't watched the excitement of the prince yet, which is a pity.

As she thought about it, her stomach felt uncomfortable, which made her dizzy. She endured it again and again, and couldn't help it anymore. She turned over and vomited it out.

There is nothing in the stomach except the medicine juice.

All the brown concoction fell on the person sitting by the bed reading a book.

Xunguang wiped his mouth, and looked wordlessly at Mo Lang, whose golden thigh was spat all over his body.

"One thousand, am I the only one who vomited on the golden thigh?"

"How is it possible, this other way of attracting attention has long been used badly."

"When I didn't say it."

"Remind the host, not all golden thighs will think this method is pure and unpretentious, and there are quite a few capsized."

"Forehead"

Xunguang glanced at Mo Lang cautiously, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the Second Prince, I didn't intend to ask for it."

Mo Lang took the book and said, "I'll change it."

There was no emotion on his face, and he turned to leave, but Xunguang pinched his sleeve.

Looking at him with wet eyes, it seems to be afraid.

Mo Lang thought for a while and said: "The person who set the fire was the one who assassinated the concubine Cheng. When the Royal Forest Army arrived, she had already committed suicide out of fear of crime."

Assassinated as a side concubine?
Assassinate the prince, assassinate the prince, and also assassinate the side concubine.

Then, as soon as her mind turned, she began to regret.

What the second prince meant was implying that the prince hadn't been found out.

What a pity, this prince is too depressed to hold his breath.

Xunguang grabbed his hand and let go, finally remembering his identity, screaming crazily in his heart.

She is now a princess!
This is a political enemy!
They are lonely men and widows, who live in melon fields and plums, and who are about to be soaked in pig cages.

"Your Highness, where is this place?"

Mo Lang saw her expression suddenly changed, and said: "This is the bedroom next to the hot spring, sister-in-law, don't worry, no one will know when I come."

He is simply a roundworm in his stomach, knowing everything.

Xunguang blinked and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving me."

Mo Lang's eyes were dark and heavy, he took a serious look at Xun Guang, then turned and left.

Xunguang was almost electrocuted by him to have a heart attack.

"One thousand numbers, is there any way for the prince to die today, I don't want to be buried, I want to remarry!"

"Close your eyes, it's in your dream."

After Mo Lang left, Zi Yan walked in quietly and asked, "Is the master feeling better?"

It was also burned, and Ziyan did nothing except change her clothes, her physical fitness was very good.

It was fine if she didn't ask, but when Xun Guang asked, he felt his stomach was overwhelmed, and the bitter gall water was vomited out.

After she stopped vomiting and cleaned up again, she sat weakly in front of the table, looking at the bowl of medicine and the bowl of porridge with nothing to love.

The medicine still needs to be taken, in case the illness recovers.

Porridge is also to drink, in case you starve to death.

She barely ate it, and was stuffed under the quilt again.

Xunguang: "Hey, you said it would be great if you could light up your physical fitness skills."

System: "The next mission is guaranteed to light up, as long as your mission is successful."

Xunguang didn't answer, her mind was dizzy, and there was no place in her body to feel comfortable. She had just passed the Hungry Ghost Festival, and it was still hot at noon, but her hands and feet were cold.

Seeing that she was not sleeping peacefully, Zi Yan was about to put a handful of benzoin, but someone grabbed her hand.

She stiffened all of a sudden, and looked back at the man in black who appeared like a ghost behind her.

Mo Lang was standing at the door, his gaze fell on the bed.

The man in black pulled her away, but she didn't dare to say a word.

As long as she opened her mouth to call, the man in black beside her could kill her before she could cry out.

Even if not, she really yelled out, the second prince could easily escape, but the crown princess could not.

This game was doomed from the very beginning to losers.

Mo Lang stepped forward, smelled the benzoin in the silver spoon, and added it into the incense burner after confirming that there was no problem.

Afterwards, he looked at the princess on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand.

It's still so cold under the quilt.

You can't help but want to hold her in your arms.

The one who was looking for light to sleep was in a daze, when he heard the movement, he opened his eyes slightly, thinking that he was dreaming.

The scent of benzoin came from the nose, warm and quiet, making people drowsy.

She still wanted to struggle, but her body relaxed in such warmth, and finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Mo Lang reached out to trace her eyebrows and eyes, and embraced her in his arms.

(End of this chapter)