Time Traveling: The Peerless Shou in the Palace

Na Lianyun's eyes were full of pride and confidence, leaning against Lin Shuanghan shyly.The rest of the time became Lian Yun's personal exhibition.

Wei Young slowly retracted his gaze, he didn't want to look, he didn't want to listen, and even, he didn't want to think.

Turned around desolately, walked back silently, the cold wind was blowing in the early spring night, I didn't feel anything just now, but now I was walking barefoot on the grass that hurt my feet, my body was gradually enveloped by a cool air, only wearing obscene clothes Wei Young couldn't help hugging her body tightly, watching the calm lake in front of her face being stirred up by the wind, but this kind of silence made Wei Young feel an unprecedented sadness in her heart.

When Quan Yanlie came to the Imperial Garden, what he saw was such a scene.A slender figure with no grip, a snow-white obscene dress was slightly lifted by the wind, a cascade of blue hair was not bundled up, but spread over the shoulders, slashed across the tender white neck, and in his own eyes It seemed that there was no incongruity at all, the small body was trembling in the wind, under the cool white moonlight, Quan Yanlie thought he saw a fairy.

But the sadness emanating from his whole body made him unable to hold back and wanted to embrace him in his arms, and raised his feet to step forward.

"Stop!" Quan Yanlie called out violently, but the man didn't seem to hear his voice, and continued to walk forward.

"Ah," Wei Young was depressed here at first, but was suddenly shocked by a voice. The lawn by the lake was a bit slippery, but now it's all right, and she went directly to the lake.

Seeing this, Zao Quan Yanlie couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and suddenly came behind Wei Young, but it was still a bit late.

"Hiss," Wei Young's whole body fell into the lake, fortunately the shore was not very deep, Wei Young stood up quickly, the water only reached Wei Young's waist, but the coldness of the lake swallowed Wei Young instantly, like a sharp sword expose.As soon as the cold wind blows, the obscene clothes are immediately torn through.

Wei Young, who was already weak, fell into the icy lake again, coupled with the low temperature at night, Wei Young, who was picked up by Quan Yanlie, was about to fall into a coma even for a moment.

"Second Highness?" Quan Yanlie read in surprise, the person in his hand was cold all over, his lips were covered with bruises, his small face was frighteningly pale, colder than the moonlight, and his wet hair was tight Sticking to the cheeks and body, the already thin obscene clothes became more transparent after being soaked in water. Recalling Weiyang standing in the water just now, the clothes all over her body were tightly attached like veins. That thin body, even Quan Yanlie could See Wei Young's smooth and tender skin and the pink on her chest.

"Second Highness, Second Highness," Quan Yanlie called Wei Young anxiously, frowning tightly.

"It's cold, it's so cold," Wei Young's voice was as soft as a kitten meowing.

"What?" Quan Yanlie leaned over and listened carefully.

"..." Wei Young's voice seemed to be sealed in her throat, her mouth was open, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Second Highness, I'll take you to the imperial doctor right away," Quan Yanlie tightly held Wei Yang in his arms with his hands tightly.

"Come out," Quan Yanlie murmured in a low voice, and a strange black figure appeared in front of him in an instant.

"Just say that the Second Highness fell into the water, go," Quan Yanlie ordered, but stopped him sharply. "Wait a moment."

"I'll report it after an hour," Quan Yanlie's eyes flashed a hint of cunning, and he turned to look at Wei Young in his arms, but his expression softened suddenly.

The veil swayed, the smoke shrouded, the person on the bed frowned, his cheeks were reddish, his breathing was light and thin, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

Quan Yanlie sat quietly on the side of the bed, couldn't help reaching out to caress Weiyang's eyebrows, the tentacles were warm, smooth and delicate, inadvertently running down his forehead, until reaching his pointed chin.Such a delicate face is actually three points more beautiful than a woman's.

"Don't, don't leave me, don't go," Wei Young stretched out her hand to grab hold of Quan Yanlie's arm in the air.

"Don't go, don't go..." Rourou's voice was greasy, and tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm not leaving, I'm here..." Quan Yanlie clenched Wei Young's slender hands and said in a low voice.

Wei Young gradually calmed down, but she still tightly held Quan Yanlie's right hand.

The silence in the hall was terrifying, time gradually passed, and then there was only a sound of "dong", and the door of the hall was kicked open vigorously.

"Where's Yang'er?" Lin Shuanghan's voice was full of anxiety and worry, his eyes searched the hall, behind the carved screen, he could vaguely see two figures cuddling together, he couldn't help frowning, and rushed forward .

"Quan Yanlie?" Lin Shuanghan entered the inner room, but he didn't expect to see Quan Yanlie, the envoy of the Lian Kingdom, the place where the two connected was so glaring.

"Your Majesty," Lin Shuanghan stood up abruptly, but unexpectedly, her hand was pulled by Wei Young. When she saw Lin Shuanghan, her face was full of surprise, her eyes opened wide, and she shouted in surprise, as if she hadn't expected it at all. Frost and cold will come the same.

"Yang'er," Lin Shuanghan came to the bed, saw Wei Young's pale face, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

As for Quan Yanlie who stood up, his previous expression gradually softened, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Looking at the two people in front of the bed with a half-smile.

"Your Majesty, Yan saw the second prince by the lake. The second prince seemed to have something on his mind at that time. Since you have arrived, Yan will leave." Quan Yanlie said flatly, then turned and left.

When closing the door of the palace, he turned his head and took a deep look at Wei Yang on the bed, little thing, we will meet again, and then smiled wickedly.

Wei Young was drowsy and only felt someone hug her, and then her body touched a soft bed, the exhaustion in her body swept over in an instant, the exhausted Wei Young couldn't stand the heavy feeling in her head anymore, and fell into the darkness middle.

Lin Shuanghan saw that Weiyang's two little faces were red, and when he touched his little hand, it was also hot, so he quickly reached out to try the temperature of Weiyang's forehead, everything he touched was scalding hot, his whole body was like a small stove.

"Prince doctor, quickly announce the doctor," Lin Shuanghan realized that Wei Young was suffering from a high fever, and immediately shouted loudly. Wei Young's body has been very weak since being shot by an arrow, and coupled with congenital malnutrition, a small wind A cold is enough to make Wei Young ill for a long time.

"Are you a bunch of trash, why are you so slow!" Lin Shuanghan looked angrily at the kneeling imperial physicians.

"The emperor calm down, the emperor calm down!" All the imperial doctors said in one voice, but they were muttering in their hearts, why did the second prince fall ill again? Judging from this posture, if it can't be cured, it seems that the imperial hospital will want to recruit new ones again up.

"Hurry up and give Yang'er a diagnosis and treatment. If something happens to Yang'er, just be careful," Linshuang said coldly.

"Yes, yes," the imperial physicians replied fearfully, stepped forward to feel Wei Young's pulse, and rolled Wei Young's eyelids.

Seeing Weiyang's black hair spread out on the pillow like a fan, her long eyelashes like broken butterfly wings, lying weakly on the bed, I feel pity.

"How is it?" Lin Shuanghan stepped forward and asked nervously.

"This... If you go back to the emperor, the Second Highness is due to the previous arrow wound and..." The imperial doctor said hesitantly, the condition of the Second Highness is not very good, if you say this, your own Little life is not guaranteed.

"Just tell me the result," Lin Shuanghan frowned, interrupting the imperial physician's long speech impatiently.

"Yes, the Second Highness fell into the lake, causing cold air to invade, and has developed a high fever, so the condition is not simple." The imperial physician said cautiously, for fear of offending the emperor.

"What do you mean 'not simple'?" Lin Shuanghan accurately grasped the words of the imperial physician.

"Uh, this," the poor imperial doctor broke out in a cold sweat. Didn't he want to kill himself, "Your Majesty, although the Second Highness's condition is quite serious."

"What!" Lin Shuanghan shouted nervously, shaking the imperial physician's shoulders, "Say it again!"

"But it's still not difficult to heal." The imperial doctor was suddenly frightened by Lin Shuanghan's posture, and said this sentence in a daze.

"Then go and treat it!" The imperial physician Lin Shuanghan's voice was trembling, and his ears ached.

"Yes, yes, I will go now." The imperial doctor nodded desperately.

"Your Majesty, Princess Lian Yun is still waiting for you in the hall," the guard at the side stepped forward and whispered.

"Let them go back first, just tell me that I have something important to do," Lin Shuanghan said with his eyes fixed on Wei Young who was on the bed, his face full of irritability.

"But Lord Qiong Ming said," the guard seemed to be deliberating whether to say it or not, and then whispered in Lin Shuanghan's ear.

"What?" Lin Shuanghan asked with a surprised face, and looked at Wei Young on the bed with a complicated expression, "You go down first, just say that I will be there soon."

"Yes."

"Yang'er," Lin Shuanghan stepped forward to caress Weiyang's lifeless little face. At this moment, Weiyang is as fragile as a doll that has been taken off the thread. Lin Shuanghan's eyes are full of pity, and after sighing again Get up and leave.

"Han, Han..." Wei Young searched in the air with her small hands vainly stretched out, but this time, she didn't have that generous palm.

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In the hot summer, the trees are lush and lush, and the ears are filled with the sound of cicadas, which makes people feel very irritable without knowing it.

"Xiao Yan, let's go first, be careful on the road."

Li Yan looked at his friend in front of him with a smile, waved goodbye, and turned to go home.

Summer rains always come quickly, Li Yan looked at the downpour depressedly, the sky that was clear just now was full of haze.

Grab your coat tightly, and quickly run back towards home. On the way home, you must pass through a deep alley.

"Ah, huh," he exclaimed as he ran into the alley when he was suddenly grabbed by a pulling force.

"If you want to survive, don't make a sound," Li Yan looked at the black figure in front of him in horror. Li Yan, whose mouth was covered, could only nod, because the knife was right on his neck.

Soi Ying let go of Weiyang's mouth with satisfaction, but the knife did not leave.

"What do you want to do?" Li Yan asked in horror.

"Take out the money," the black shadow deliberately lowered his voice.

"I don't have any money," Li Yan pursed his lower lip tightly. At home, he was already superfluous, so how could his parents give him money.

"No money?" The black shadow's voice was full of anger.

"I really don't have any money, I really don't. I'm just a student, so just let me go." Li Yan begged.

"Let you go?" Heiying smiled lightly, as if he was talking about something ridiculous, "It was so hard to find a fat one. I didn't expect to waste my time. How could I let you go so easily."

"Let me go," the man approached abruptly, tugging at Li Yan's blouse. The summer was sweltering, and he didn't wear much clothes at all, so a white shirt was pulled off in one go.

"If you want others to see you like this, then you can shout as much as you want," said the man with a thick hat covering his entire face.

"I beg you, please let me go, I can give you whatever you want." Li Yan was trembling uncontrollably, and there was deep despair in his terrified voice.

"Shut up!" The man pushed the sharp knife forward even harder.

"Woo, let me go," Li Yan felt the tingling pain in his body, and the tears on his face were like beads with a broken thread.

In the cloudy sky, with a sound of "咵嚓", a thunderbolt slashed down. Suddenly, the sky was illuminated palely. Li Yan clearly saw the man's ferocious face, his eyes glowing, and half of the man's face was dark. Half pale.

"Ah," Li Yan clearly felt the tearing pain coming from his lower body, and he almost fainted, but at this time Li Yan would rather faint, so that he didn't have to feel that addictive impact.

"Uh, uh..." Li Yan felt a warmth from his lower body running down his thighs, Li Yan opened his eyes wide, filled with pain, his back was against the rough wall, and the constant friction was a burst of pain coming from his back. Pain, body trembling more severe.

The cold rain slid across Li Yan's cheeks non-stop, washing Li Yan's whole body thoroughly.

From the initial panic, fear, to despair, the eyes are empty like a lifeless clay puppet.