Legend of the Orchid

At si o'clock the next day, Li Zhonglan was awakened by a hasty knock on the door, and someone told him to go to the yard quickly, saying that His Highness had something urgent to ask.

What's the important thing, isn't it just asking the teacher for the crime?Zhong Lan forced herself to change her clothes, washed up after repeated urging by the servants, and then walked out slowly.

Today's sunshine was so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes. Zhong Lan seemed to be stepping on cotton. He quickened his pace, making his heart almost jump out of his chest.

After finally walking into the courtyard, Zhong Lan reluctantly opened her eyes, and found that there were people in front of her, both men and women, and everyone looked very dignified. The servant who was holding him let go of his hand. arm, stood together with the others, Zhong Lan lacked support, and felt her body was on the verge of falling.

Zhao Tingjie walked up to Li Zhonglan with a straight face, and found that the other person's complexion was pale, his face seemed to be a little smaller, and the original cherry-like red lips had lost all blood, and were as white as paper, so he couldn't help frowning.

He grabbed both of Zhong Lan's wrists, carefully inspected the other's palm, and found that although Zhong Lan's palms were also pale and skinny, the skin was intact, so he was relieved.

Ting Jie let go of Zhong Lan, but still stood by her side, and asked the Taoist priest, "Master Daoist, everyone has checked, and there is nothing unusual. Has the magic weapon failed?"

A Taoist priest with long white eyebrows smiled and shook his head: "No, the old Taoist practiced it last night and found that the monster has a lot of mana, so he must be able to do some things to deceive people. Fortunately, the old Taoist has a countermeasure."

He whispered an order to the disciples beside him, and the little Taoist rushed away, and after a while, Xiaodao brought a black dog over.It turned out that the old man meant that the blood of the black dog can ward off evil spirits. After killing the black dog, take the blood and smear it on everyone's palms. Then the yin and yang fish marks can no longer be covered up.

So the cook took the kitchen knife and prepared to execute the black dog on the spot. The docile black dog suddenly barked and jumped up and down, grinning at the cook. Although the cook had a fat waist and arms, he was a cowardly fellow. He was trembling. Holding the kitchen knife in his hands, he wanted to cut the black dog's neck, but he didn't expect that the knife hit the dog's rope. As a result, the black dog ran away and disappeared without a trace.

Before His Highness ordered, the attendant flew to chase the dog. Zhong Lan breathed a sigh of relief, but her head became heavier and heavier. The warm midday sun wove a golden vortex, which almost drowned him.

It turns out that this is the conflict between yin and yang.Li Zhonglan closed his eyes and smiled wryly, his body was like a fallen leaf on a dead tree, about to be knocked down by the wind unceremoniously.

In the past, his master repeatedly told him that his spells are extremely cold, so it is only suitable to cast them at night. If he casts spells during the day, especially at the end of noon, the yin and yang will conflict with each other, which will be harmful and useless to the body.

Zhong Lan's severely injured body was on the verge of collapse, he could no longer hold on, his thin body shook twice, and finally fell limply in Ting Jie's arms.

It was early in the morning when Li Zhonglan woke up again, and Li Zhonglan opened his eyes weakly, and suddenly found that Zhao Tingjie was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him. Two smears of black and blue, it looks like a vicious Yaksha.

Only then did Zhong Lan feel scared. He struggled a few times, trying to straighten up, but sadly found that he didn't even have the strength to move a finger, so he could only continue to lie on the bed with the appearance of a fish waiting to be slaughtered.

Ting Jie remained silent, but stared at Zhong Lan with sharp eyes.

Zhong Lan was very dizzy, and her heart was beating like a war drum. He could hear the "rumbling" roar in his chest through the quilt. He didn't dare to look directly at the steps of the courtyard. There is a narrow brown brocade pattern on one side of the waist.

He never dared to disobey the court order before, because he was afraid of losing this big tree, but now he no longer relies on the other party, but for some reason, he still feels afraid.

Looking at Zhong Lan's helpless expression, Ting Jie felt that he had the docile appearance of three or four years ago. He was still the same person, but he was so courageous that he even teased him with his biological mother. Was he really impatient? ?

Zhao Tingjie was furious, raised his hand, lifted the quilt on Li Zhonglan's body, and threw it to the corner of the bed. Zhonglan was startled, and let out a low exclamation in his throat, his expression was like a panicked little white rabbit .

Ting Jie ruthlessly tore at the clothes on Zhong Lan's body. The sound of the shattering clothes caused Zhong Lan to have the illusion that Ting Jie was tearing her own flesh. Bad clothing.

Zhong Lan's body was very cold. He didn't know whether it was sick or frightened. He allowed Zhao Tingjie to act randomly, and when his body was empty and his heart sank, he begged: "Tingjie, let me go!"

It's a pity that he only heard a sneer above his head, and then, the sudden pain made his eyes go dark, and he almost fainted.

Li Zhonglan was gasping for breath, his sanity became intermittent, and in a trance, he heard Ting Jie saying: "You still scare my Jier, I want to let you go so easily, but Jier won't agree." Immediately felt wronged, and envious of Zhao Weiji, who is also a child, Zhao Weiji can be protected by his parents, but he is far away from his parents and forced to enter the palace, and has since become a pawn in the political struggle. Who cares about him? Who will love him?

Thinking of this, the tears could not be stopped. For a moment, Li Zhonglan felt that the person above him was silent, as if time stood still, but after a while, the fierce impact became worse, and the pain was so painful that he even forgot to cry. , plunged into the boundless darkness.

Waking up the next day, the room was filled with a strange smell mixed with musk and blood. Zhong Lan frowned from the choking. He tried to move his body, but as soon as he struggled, he immediately felt a burning pain in his back, as if he was oiling himself. It was as if it was fried in the pan, and at the same time, it was painful.

After finally leaning back on the bed, Zhong Lan tried her best to lift off the quilt, and couldn't help but gasped, but saw that the bed sheet had turned into a drawing paper, with scarlet blood sprinkled everywhere, and the gap between his legs was also mottled. , covered with several mixed red and white stains, just as he moved his body, a stream of viscous liquid gushed out again, adding a new color to the already filthy bed sheets.

Li Zhonglan could only smile wryly. It seemed that Zhao Tingjie hadn't missed a single thing he should have done when he was in a coma.

The ground was still in a mess, and it seemed that no maid came to clean it up. Zhong Lan's heart was empty like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. He laughed at his ignorance, "I have no intention of entrusting the court to the court, and I will let the king hoe", this poem is used to describe it. I couldn't be more apt.

I don't know how long it took before finally a shriveled maid came over and said that His Royal Highness Zhao sent guards to send Mr. Li back. After speaking, he threw a set of clean clothes to Zhong Lan, and then simply cleaned up the ground before walking away without looking back. up.

Zhong Lan has always been obsessed with cleanliness, and even if he doesn't go out, he still wants to burn incense. Now letting him change his clothes with his body dirty makes him feel worse than death.

But what can I do?Zhong Lan sighed, panting to get the clothes, and accidentally saw the bloodstains of the yin and yang fish in her palm, which was an ironclad proof of his identity.

Zhong Lanfang felt that she was not good at learning skills, and thought that if the master showed up one day, she would definitely ask for advice, and when her skill greatly improved, she would be ashamed of being a blood today, and beat those old-fashioned people to the ground.

But right now, it's me who's the one who's messing around. Dressing in a simple way on weekdays is extremely difficult now. After finally getting dressed, Zhong Lan staggered to the outside, and found that Jin Yan, the court servant, had been waiting for a long time.

Jin Yan was good at talking, saying that His Highness was busy with business and couldn't come to see Mr. Li off, but His Highness had prepared a sedan chair to protect Mr. Li from the bumps.

If Zhonglan still had the strength, he would definitely laugh at Zhao Tingjie's actions, wouldn't it be jolting around in the sedan chair?However, right now his body is weak, his mind is empty, and he can only be manipulated by others like a puppet.

Seeing that Mr. Lan was inconvenient to move, Jin Yan wanted to help him, but Li Zhonglan refused.Zhong Lan felt that she was covered in blood and had a strange smell all over her body. She was worried that it would cause embarrassment if it got into someone else's mouth and nose, so she resolutely kept her distance from Jin Yan.

The two slowly crossed the courtyard one after the other and walked towards the gate. Li Zhonglan didn't know that there were two eyes staring at him behind him until he disappeared into the small light on that side.