Legend of the Orchid

Li Zhonglan found an excuse to leave the meeting early, because he couldn't see Zhao Tingjie's family of three enjoying themselves, especially when Zhao Kuangyin called Tingjie's son Zhao Weiji to sit beside him, Tingjie's expression of relief made Li Zhonglan feel that he was redundant.

It seems that he has always been extravagant, pretending to be someone else's son, and wishing to be the prince-to-be's lover, but he was disappointed in the end.

It's not redundant only when you are with your parents!Returning to Suzaku Terrace, he gazed at the bright moon in the sky and sighed.

But his parents never came back, and there has been no news of him, and now he is not free, where should he find his parents?

A line of salty liquid dripped into his mouth, and he realized that he was crying. He shook his head helplessly and wiped away the tears.

It's really incredible, back to Tokyo, I shed more tears during this period than in a year.

The fuchsia robe he wore for the banquet was not removed, but only a dark purple cloak. The wind was not strong outside, but the chill was still biting. Not long after, Li Zhonglan, who was still sitting, covered his front tightly and shrunk his body The group looks like a flirtatious Molan from a distance.

Suddenly a black figure leaped out, rushed to Li Zhonglan's side like lightning, took off the black mask, and blamed: "Isn't it cold outside, why don't you go back to the house?"

Hearing the long-lost and familiar voice, Li Zhonglan didn't look back, just stretched out a tender lotus root-like arm from the coat, and poured a cup of tea for herself with the teapot, and said coldly: "You are really brave." .”

Zhao Tingjie, who was wearing night clothes, also sat down, staring at Li Zhonglan's arm, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you ask me to come?"

Li Zhonglan retracted her arms into her clothes and took a sip of Shezhou black tea. Fang felt that the tea was completely cold, and suddenly frowned, knocked the jade cup on the stone table, and said displeasedly: "When will I call you?" Pass?"

Zhao Tingjie's face changed, but he still said gently: "Just now at the banquet."

Li Zhonglan was a little bit regretful. In fact, Feitian originally only had flower-spreading and dancing sessions, but when he saw Zhao Tingjie's family of three enjoying themselves, he felt an unnamed fire in his heart. He thought of a way to tease Zhao Tingjie, but the other party was really anxious , came to him before the banquet was over.

"That's because Ruolan offended His Highness, please His Highness Haihan." Li Zhonglan finally turned to look at Zhao Tingjie, because he wanted to see how the other party was pissed off by him.

Zhao Tingjie's face was stiff as expected, and his tone was as cold as tea: "Lan'er, weren't you afraid of death before? Why aren't you afraid now?"

Zhong Lan felt harsh when she heard this, and immediately responded angrily: "When did I say that I was afraid of death, don't guess what I'm thinking!"

But Ting Jie added relentlessly: "You are not only afraid of death, you are also afraid of pain."

Zhong Lan recalled the scene of crying and begging for mercy under the court steps before, and a blush could not help but faintly floated on her face, but fortunately it was cold enough outside, and the heat on her face quickly faded.

He took a deep breath and issued the order to evict guests: "If His Highness Zhao is here to tell you that I am in danger, then Ruolan thanked His Highness for your kindness. Today is a good night and festive season, Your Highness should go back early and enjoy the family relationship with your family! "

Ting Jie didn't seem to hear what he said behind, but snorted coldly: "You also know that you are in danger?"

Zhong Lan was a little tired of this cold conversation like tea, so she straightened her brows and poured beans into the bamboo tube on the court steps: "Yes, I am a fake prince, but you are the only Song people who know my identity. Now, if you don’t tell me, how can I be in danger? You have come to test me tonight, don’t you have the intention of denouncing me? Please don’t come here to persuade me hypocritically, I don’t want to do this! "

With a "snap", Yuzhan was thrown to the ground by Zhao Tingjie, and there was no body left. Zhao Tingjie pulled out the sword and pointed it at Li Zhonglan. It would be better for me to give you a good time if you live by five horses!"

Facing the sword that was only a few inches away from his throat, Li Zhonglan didn't really care. What he was worried about was whether the guards guarding the stage would notice the fall of the steps just now?

What a fool!Zhong Lan narrowed her eyes slightly at the angry prince in front of her.

But the reckless man in front of him has a way of torturing people. Before the blade landed on Li Zhonglan's jade-like neck, he swung the opponent's purple cloak away in the air.

The cramped cold air suddenly came from all directions. Li Zhonglan felt cold at first, but now he shuddered. He stared at Zhao Tingjie and thought: He is the one who said I was cold, and he is the one who makes me cold now. This person What the hell are you going crazy!

The silver blade flashed again, and Li Zhonglan's belt was scrapped, breaking in two.

Ting Jie didn't stop, and threw Zhong Lan's purple-red robe and cyan coat again.In the end, Li Zhonglan was shivering in the cold wrapped in a thin white obscene garment.

Li Zhonglan's charming peach blossom eyes have long been filled with raging anger instead of tenderness.

Zhao Tingjie was expressionless, but his hands moved cautiously, and deftly lifted the gleaming sword tip against his chest, and Zhong Lan's left chest to shoulder part seemed to be peeled lychee meat, which was still shining brightly. presented.

There was a "boom" in Zhong Lan's mind: that is the Longquan sword that cuts iron like mud!Damn Zhao Tingjie, isn't he afraid to draw a few bloody gashs on his skin?

The instigator, however, was excited because he had taken advantage of it, and his face was also more pleasant. He was continuing to peel off the obscene clothes on the right side of the cold-faced beauty, and the tip of the sword hit Li Zhonglan's chest like ice, making the opponent's pores all over his body tingle. Trembling.

When Li Zhonglan's upper body was finally gone, Zhao Tingjie stared at the flawless white jade body, his eyes and a certain part of his body gradually became hot. He may not have touched this body for two years, but now he just needs to see it, and his desire has become unstoppable.

Li Zhonglan was angry at first, seeing that the other party seemed to be eating him, she couldn't help but let out a sneer, straightened her back, deliberately drew a line on her chest with her slender fingers, and sarcastically said: "Have you seen enough?"

Immediately, he thought that even if his body was insane, Zhao Tingjie's pity could not be exchanged for a moment in the past two years. The other party was stingy with giving even a few words, and he was left alone in a foreign country all day long, worrying about being poisoned every day, or worrying about After being assassinated and turned into a dog, his chest immediately became congested again, and the temperature around his body was so cold that it couldn't get any worse, like he was trapped in an ice cellar.

Zhong Lan put on the obscene clothes slowly, got up and picked up the clothes on the ground, and smiled at the steps: "Please go back when you have seen enough!"

After that, he walked gracefully into the bedroom and closed the door with a "bang".

After closing the door, Li Zhonglan couldn't help but sneezed several times as he watched the shadows flash past outside the door, and by the way, he scolded Zhao Tingjie's eighteenth generation of ancestors in his heart.

The consequences of undressing in the cold night were very serious. Li Zhonglan woke up drowsy the next day, feeling that her whole body was hot as coals, she was also lazy, and couldn't open her eyes. She just lay lazily on the bed until noon. No drop of rice.

After the doctor came, all the maids knew that he was sick, and they came over one by one like butterflies to ask for his health.

Li Zhonglan felt a little annoyed, but didn't say anything.The maids looked at each other and smiled tacitly. Our Mr. Lan has a good temper and is not impatient with anyone. It is really distressing to see him leaning on the bed as weak as a sick girl.

As a result, Zhong Lan's forehead was stroked several times, accompanied by exclamation: "Ah! It's so hot!" His hand was touched several times, and the exclamation also reached his eardrums: "It's terrible, my hands are too hot!" Tighten up!" He was poured soup and medicine by the attentive maid, his cheeks and chin were wiped several times, and the maid who ate the tofu also "kindly" persuaded him: "Young master, be careful!"

Zhong Lan smiled helplessly, and the corners of his lips curled up into a curved arc. His lips were already looking up to the moon, but when he smiled, it was even more vivid. It made people think that the moon in the night sky also had warmth.

The maidservant who was waiting on the side was stunned, and couldn't help pinching Mr. Lan's wrist, tasting the soft texture of green onions, and suddenly heard Biyu scolding in the distance: "Damn girl, I don't see you all day long. Hurry up and prepare dinner for the master!" Then he stuck out his tongue, got up and hurried away.

Li Zhonglan was finally at peace, the noise of the maids all afternoon gave him a terrible headache, and now his head became more and more drowsy, and he gradually fell asleep leaning against the bedside.