Chen Qing Ling continues to be happy

7.2 Prisoned love

It was unknown how many times Lan Wangji had woken up from the cold. Without Yuan Dan's protection, the desert night was extremely cold.

After Lan Wangji was simply bandaged, he was thrown into a cold cell underground in the National Teacher's Mansion.

The blood on his body had already scabbed, but his clothes were thin and damp. The abdominal pain penetrated his whole body and penetrated deep into the bone marrow, reminding him all the time that he was already a useless person.

Regarding the situation in front of him, Lan Wangji didn't restrain himself, what he was thinking was: "Wei Ying, was it the same way when you were killed back then, enduring such endless pain? Empty and hopeless? Back then , How did you get through it? Now, I’m here to suffer from your injuries and hurt your pain. It’s okay..."

Wei Ying, are you still there?

Wei Ying, are you okay?

Wei Ying, where are you?

Lan Wangji recited that name silently, and fainted...

……

"Master Guoshi, the person in the dungeon has a high fever, welcome to join the group to communicate, [-]-[-]-[-], if you don't save him, I'm afraid..." Early in the morning, the maid reported to Guoshi Xuanjihui.

"Oh? I'm a practitioner anyway. Why is this body so fragile after losing Yuandan? Go, go and have a look." Xuanji dressed neatly and walked towards the dungeon with her maid guards.

At the entrance of the dungeon, Xuanji stopped. She felt a little nervous for some reason, maybe it was because she shed tears in front of this man for the first time, or maybe it was because this man was the husband of this body, and this body still remembered his temperature.

She swallowed, waved everyone to stop, and walked in by herself.

Few outsiders came to Yixun City, and only Lan Wangji was locked up in the dungeon. It was extremely quiet, and Xuanji could hear her own footsteps and heartbeat as she walked down the stairs.

Going down to the bottom floor, Xuanji saw a person sitting against the wall in the dark prison cell. His white clothes were almost stained red with blood, but they were tidied up neatly, and he didn't feel down at all.A ray of light came through the only vent hole left in the cell, hitting the pale profile of the man, and one could see his high nose bridge and prominent Adam's apple.He sat there motionless, like a statue.Only a strand of white hair fell from his forehead and swayed gently against his trembling eyelashes to show the pain he was suffering.

Xuanji coughed lightly, trying to calm down her rapid heartbeat.

Lan Wangji opened his eyes when he heard the voice, and turned his head slightly.Xuanji saw his eyes, maybe because of illness, the eyes were a little blurred, with a gentle light, not as cold as yesterday.

Xuanji walked over and reached out to grab Lan Wangji's wrist.

Lan Wangji dodges.

Xuanji hesitated for a moment, then said, "You are sick, let me see."

Lan Wangji didn't answer, just stared at Xuanji's face, as if he wanted to know whether it was Xuanji or Wei Wuxian who was talking to him now.

Taking advantage of Lan Wangji's daze, Xuanji grabbed his wrist, felt his hand was hot, and his pulse was weak and disordered, so she frowned unconsciously.

"You have a high fever and some pneumonia." Xuanji Nannan said.

Lan Wangji was dizzy, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy. He looked at "Wei Wuxian" in front of him, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile.

"You..." Xuanji wanted to say something, but was stunned by Lan Wangji's smile and couldn't speak.

Lan Wangji suddenly leaned over, getting closer and closer, the tip of his nose almost touching Xuanji's face.

Xuanji's face turned red, she swallowed, and slowly closed her eyes.

Lan Wangji tilted his head, fainted in Xuanji's arms, and said something in his mouth, but Xuanji didn't hear it clearly.

Xuanji's eyes widened, she looked at Lan Wangji lying in her arms, her face was flushed, she was at a loss...

……

"Lan Zhan, eat a loquat!" Lan Wangji seemed to have returned to the time when he was listening to school, and everyone went to Caiyi Town to get rid of evil spirits together. Throw the loquat out.

Why don't you turn around?

Why not try that loquat?

He doesn't know what he is angry about?

I just anxiously said to myself, turn back, turn back quickly, catch Wei Ying, and don't let her slip away again!

But Wei Ying's voice came from behind: "Oh, why don't you eat it if you don't eat it? Why throw it away. Lan Zhan, I won't mess with you anymore, let's go!"

"Don't go! Don't go!" Lan Wangji suddenly woke up from his sleep, covered in sweat and panting heavily.

Xuanji looked at the hand tightly held by Lan Wangji, blushed again, and said softly, "I won't leave, I just change the towel for you."

As she said that, Xuanji wrung out the towel, put it on Lan Wangji's forehead, and said, "You have a fever and fell asleep for a day, and now the fever has finally subsided. Don't get up, and have a good rest."

Lan Wangji let go of Xuanji's hand all of a sudden, frowned, and said to her coldly, "Master! Why did you save me?"

Xuanji froze for a moment, and said, "I, I just want your Yuan Dan, and I don't want to hurt your life."

Lan Wangji propped himself up and sat up, sneered, and said, "What do you think is the difference between this and killing me?"

"I..." Xuanji had a painful expression in her eyes, and for the first time she hesitated about what she did.

Lan Wangji tore off the towel from his forehead, threw it into Xuanji's hands, and said, "I don't need your pity! You'd better kill me now, otherwise, I will find a way to kill you and Mu Yin." of!"

Xuanji stood up all of a sudden, and said angrily: "Lan Wangji, don't you know what to do! If I hadn't saved you, you would have died of illness in the cell! You still want to kill me and my father, huh? Hehe, you are so heartless!"

Xuanji looked at Lan Wangji's cold eyes, and her heart was filled with resentment. It was the first time in so many years that she was so kind to a man, taking care of him all night long, and in return, she wanted to kill herself.

She turned around, pointed at Lan Wangji and said, "Lan Wangji, you have to figure out the situation, I advise you to listen to me obediently, otherwise, welcome to join the group chat, [-]-[-]- Basanqi, I will kill your child first!"

Lan Wangji's face turned pale all of a sudden, staring at Xuanji's stomach, he said in a trembling voice, "Son, is the child still there?"

Xuanji hesitated for a moment, and said: "Yes, as long as you are obedient, I will raise this child for you, how about it?"

Lan Wangji stared at Xuanji's stomach, without saying a word...

From then on, Lan Wangji remained silent, moved and did not smile, no matter whether Xuanji teased him or provoked him, he did not respond anymore, and just endured everything silently.

Seeing Lan Wangji like this, Xuanji couldn't do anything for a while.