Legend of the Orchid

Zhong Lan's eyebrows twitched, her eyes opened wide, and seeing her □□-level body pressing down like a black mountain, she felt apprehensive and her lips trembled.

But I still have to argue: "I'll just meditate for a while, so why make a fuss about it."

The huge body behind him didn't speak in the shadows, but suddenly got up, grabbed his arm, and dragged him to the ground.

Zhong Lan stepped on the cold floor with bare feet, and the chill seemed to seep through the soles of his feet and reach his chest. Usually he would have struggled and resisted, but now he flinched and let the steps hold him back.

Ting Jie threw Zhong Lan on a mahogany chair with cloud shells embedded in the corners, found a rope, and tied Zhong Lan to the back of the chair tightly. Zhong Lan shouted anxiously: "Zhao Ting Jie, what do you want do what?"

"What are you doing? Don't you know what to do?" Ting Jie's voice was cold, he asked the maid to light a candle, and as the yellow light gradually came on, Ting Jie dragged a mahogany chair to the opposite side of Zhong Lan, and loudly Ma Jindao sat down, but his eyes kept gouging out the opponent's face.

Zhong Lan was caught in the act, she had a ghost in her heart, she didn't dare to face Tingjie, she only heard Tingjie sneer and said: "Aren't you very fierce? Why have you lost your temper?"

Zhong Lan didn't have enough confidence, she couldn't yell harshly, so she could only say seriously: "Let me go!" in a tone that sounded like she was discussing.

Ting Jie naturally wouldn't let him go, the two of them sat silently for a long time, and Jin Yan came to report: "Your Majesty was frightened again and passed out, but fortunately, he is awake now."

Zhao Tingjie gritted his teeth and nodded several times, staring at Zhong Lan viciously, and ordered: "You go down first."

Jin Yan backed away quietly and closed the door by the way, the temperature in the room instantly dropped to freezing point, and the awkward silence trapped the two of them.

Ting Jie took a deep breath and sighed: "Lan'er, why did you do this?"

Isn't this asking knowingly?Fortunately, Zhong Lan broke the jar and fell silent to the end.

In fact, Ting Jie did not criticize Zhong Lan, he still hoped that the other party would give a reasonable explanation. If Zhong Lan had a hard time, then he might soften his heart, scold a few words, teach him a lesson, and let Zhong Lan go, but the other party's attitude was stubborn, He refused to bow his head and admit his mistake, which made him very angry.

"Lan'er, he is my royal father, you can't treat him like this!" Ting Jie said while suppressing his anger.

Li Zhonglan lowered his eyelids as usual, his gaze caught on to his bare feet, he seemed indifferent, but with the roar of the steps, his body trembled slightly, and his toes curled up nervously.

"You showed the illusion in front of the father, the Privy Council will find you sooner or later, and I will be implicated at that time, have you thought about it?" Seeing that Zhong Lan didn't respond, Ting Jie became more and more furious.

Zhong Lan sneered in her heart, it turned out that Ting Jie was afraid of being implicated by herself, so he said angrily: "Then you kill me!"

Zhao Tingjie's sword eyebrows were twisted into knots. He stood up, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Zhong Lan's slender throat, and said fiercely: "I really want to kill you!"

The big palm with rough calluses strangled Zhong Lan's delicate flesh. Zhong Lan's nasal cavity was instantly blocked by a strong force, and her head was dizzy. There were crystal tears.

Seeing that the other party's face was bruised, Ting Jie stopped suddenly, and reprimanded: "You should reflect on yourself and tell me tomorrow what you did wrong!"

After all, he walked away.

Zhong Lan stared blankly at the back of Ting Jie going away, a moment of regret flashed in his heart, maybe he should give up the idea of ​​restoring the country, he is not an ambitious person, he can ask Ting Jie for forgiveness, and then go back to Jiangnan to find his father Mother, at least he would have his own little family. Isn't it his long-cherished wish to have a family?

But why are you so unwilling?He thought he was righteous, but deep down, was he just competing with the court?

Zhong Lan immediately denied this ridiculous idea. Naturally, he wanted to restore the country. The Zhao family was domineering, so it was natural for them to suffer.

Zhong Lan, who was strangled by the rope, was like a trapped animal, suffocating tightly, but he didn't even think about struggling. He just kept his eyes open until midnight, and then fell asleep with his head tilted exhausted.

On the second day, Zhong Lan woke up with a sore body and found that she was still tied to the chair. She couldn't help but secretly exclaimed, could it be that Ting Jie thought that she could cast spells during the day, so why did she tie herself up day and night?

Zhong Lan's mana is still weak, and he can only use it up to Mao hour in the daytime, and Yin and Yang will clash after Chen hour, but he doesn't understand these principles, so does he want to keep himself tied up like this?

Fortunately, the lower court came to ask the crime immediately, and untied Zhong Lan's rope by the way, but the next question was still not easy: "Lan'er, why did you do this?"

Zhong Lan rubbed her sore arm, not knowing where to start, so she gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Seeing Zhong Lan's resistance, Ting Jie changed his tone of earnestness, and sighed: "Lan'er, before doing anything, you need to be clear about the pros and cons. I know you want to restore the country, but all the places in the south of the Yangtze River are guarded by my dynasty. You don't have any?" Military power cannot compete with us."

Zhonglan was stunned, Fang felt that things were too simple for her, Li Yu had long been a loner, although Li Zhongyu was a general, he was also leading the soldiers of the Song Dynasty, and had nothing to do with the Southern Tang Dynasty, what's the use of cutting down Zhao Kuangyin, Southern Tang didn't even have an army at all.

However, despite his annoyance, Li Zhonglan still refused to show weakness. He quickly grabbed Zhao Tingjie's sore spot and sneered, "You don't have much military power, so it seems that you can't compete with someone?"

"Yun Ruolan!" Zhao Tingjie was really hurt by the poke. He slammed his fist on the mahogany table, and the veins on his forehead burst out of anger. On Lan's neck, he growled, "If you still dare to speak hard, I will kill you!"

Zhong Lan smiled with red eyes: "If you want to kill, kill, how can there be so much nonsense!"

Ting Jie closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before suppressing his anger. He put away his sword, grabbed Zhong Lan's jaw, and threatened, "Stop it obediently, or I'll break your tendons!"

Seeing that the other party's pupils were flushed with anger, Zhong Lan was horrified, but she was no match for his resistance to Ting Jie's words, so she stared unwillingly to show weakness, expressing that she would not follow through.

Zhao Tingjie was furious, fearing that he would go mad and really chop Zhonglan down, so he slammed the door aggressively and left. Afterwards, the house was surrounded by several guards, and Li Zhonglan was put under house arrest.

Perhaps it was because Zhao Kuangyin had never been frightened during the day, and Zhao Tingjie hadn't tied up Li Zhonglan during the day, but at night, Li Zhonglan's hands and feet were firmly tied to the bed by his servants, and he put on a posture of being slaughtered. Zhong Lan couldn't bear it.

Ting Jie hadn't seen Zhong Lan for several days, which made Zhong Lan feel uncomfortable suddenly. Every night, when he was lying on the bed alone with his hands and feet bound, he felt empty in his heart and cold in his body. And the flame that could warm him did not know where to burn.

Sure enough, I still want to see him!

In the darkness, Li Zhonglan sighed leisurely.

After a while, the door was opened, and a servant with dull eyes entered the room stiffly. He stumbled and fell several times, but his face was expressionless, as if he didn't feel any pain.

The attendant came to Zhonglan's bed, untied the ropes on Zhonglan's hands and feet, and then stood still waiting for orders.

"Go and guard the door, don't let anyone in," Zhong Lan said.