"As long as my sister is safe and sound, no matter how hard Ling'er works, it will be worth it! By the way, sister, I brought two people to see you!"

Following Ling'er's gaze, Qingyun saw two black armored soldiers wearing Jin costumes carrying a stretcher, and a person was lying on the stretcher, his face was as pale as snow, and some or dark black stains were stained on the light blue robe. Or bright red blood, can't help but frown: "Envoy Lin, when did you return to the capital?"

When she left the capital, she arranged for Lin Han, Nie Feng, and Ye Shaohua to guard the west, while Xu Yanran was ordered to rush to the west after the matter in Liang State was over. As a small country, it often picks quarrels and disturbs the border of Jin.

The eyes as deep as the sea and the tone as calm as water made Lin Han's heart startled, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, struggling to get off the stretcher and kneel down to salute, but Qingyun stopped him: "My minister. ..."

"Sister Yun, please save the third brother!" The woman who had been standing beside the stretcher with her head down suddenly knelt in front of Qingyun, raised her head and begged eagerly: "The third brother was chased and killed to save me and was seriously injured. Sister Yun, hurry up and save third brother!"

"Zhilan?!" Qingyun was stunned, and then quickly stepped forward to help Zhilan up.

Looking at Zhilan's originally beautiful face like jade, at this moment, there is a dark yellow in the white, the round jaw is thin and pointed, which makes the eyes full of water mist stand out even more, the whole person is haggard and thin, as if blown by the wind It will disappear, and Qingyun is distressed and anxious: "Zhilan, haven't you returned to the palace? Why are you with Lin Shishi again? What happened?"

She was the one who personally escorted Zhilan to the Ci Ning Nunnery, but she did not see Zhi Lan at the Ci Ning Nunnery that day.

Aunt Huang said that on the second day after her father was seriously ill, Lin Yufeng came to Ci Ning Nunnery in person, and forcibly took Zhilan back to the palace on the grounds of waiting for illness.

Uncle Leng confirmed that Zhilan had indeed returned to the palace. After the father found out, he ordered Zhilan to return to the Cining Nunnery immediately. Down.

Later, the situation became more and more tense, so Lin Yufeng put Zhilan under house arrest in Yanqing Palace, and refused to let Zhilan appear even when summoned by her father. I searched all over the capital but couldn't find Zhilan. I didn't expect Zhilan to be with Lin Han.

"It's a long story. The third brother was seriously injured. Please let Sister Yun let Mr. Mo heal the third brother first." Zhi Lan lowered her eyes slightly to hide the sadness and desolation in her eyes.

Qingyun was full of doubts but didn't pursue it. She glanced sideways at Mo Xuan, and Mo Xuan immediately took the two black armored soldiers to carry Lin Han to the guest room, while Qingyun ordered Lan Jue and Wu Ying to take Zhilan, Ling Let's go wash up.

Staring at Zhilan's thin back, Qingyun frowned, and then turned to look at Sima Qi.

Qingyun shook his head slightly with doubts in his eyes, and Sima Qi sighed: "I only met Zhilan twice in Mingde Hall, and I didn't say a word. I don't know what happened."

Qingyun's eyes were as black as stars, as deep as a vast ocean, with faint ripples as clear as ice.

Instructing a guard to take the two black armored soldiers to rest, Qingyun asked Mo Xuan who had finished his diagnosis and treatment: "Chen Yu, how is Executive Lin's injury?"

After tidying up the diagnostic equipment and washing his hands, Mo Xuan walked to Qingyun and sat down and replied: "The external injury is not a serious problem, but the internal injury is quite serious and the veins in the right hand are severed. Hold the sword."

After hearing this, Qingyun looked a little dignified, and seeing what Lin Han wanted to say, Lin Han, whose handsome face had returned to a little ruddy, smiled indifferently and said, "Thank you Princess Jiu and Mr. Mo for saving your life! A life is already earned, so if your right hand is useless, let it be useless, it’s no big deal.”

Lin Han didn't lie. When he was in a desperate situation before and he was seriously injured, both he and Zhilan made the determination to die.

If it wasn't for Lan Jue and a beautiful woman leading a black-armored army to rescue them at the most critical moment and bring them here for treatment, he and Zhilan would have died long ago, and now they are just a crippled one. The right hand is already the greatest gift from God to them.

Zhi Lan, who had just walked to the door, heard Lin Han's words, her already pale face became even paler, and she staggered into the room, speaking anxiously and expectantly: "Mr. Mo, there is really no way to cure the three Brother's hand?"

Mo Xuan shook his head.

Zhilan only felt her eyes go dark, if it wasn't for Lan Jue's quick eyesight and hands to support her in time, she would almost faint on the ground.

Qingyun hurriedly stepped forward and Lan Jue helped Zhilan to the chair next to her and sat down. Mo Xuan stepped forward to rescue him at the same time. Lin Han instinctively wanted to get up, but because everyone was present, he could only lie still on the bed , anxious and dejected.

She is today's Princess Yongle, and in name she is his sister-in-law. The so-called uncle and sister-in-law are different, and he can't ruin her reputation.

After a long while, Zhilan slowly came to her senses, facing everyone's concerned and worried eyes, two lines of tears slid down her cheeks silently: "It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, third brother's right hand wouldn't be It's all my fault! I'm the one who got my third brother in trouble..."

"I did all this voluntarily, and it has nothing to do with the princess. The princess doesn't need to blame herself for it." Looking at Zhilan who was crying in a low voice, Lin Han suddenly felt as if his heart was being twisted, but he pretended to be relaxed and said: "Let's talk about me again." The swordsmanship of the left hand is not inferior to the right hand at all, and it can still protect the person I want to protect, so don't worry, princess."

Zhilan was startled, staring at Lin Han with teary eyes, hesitantly said: "Really?"

Lin Han nodded affirmatively, looking at Zhilan's eyes as warm and peaceful as the sunlight outside the window at the moment, which made Zhilan feel at ease for no reason.

Her clear eyes moved back and forth between Zhi Lan and Lin Han without showing any traces, Qing Yun's face was as calm as water, but there was a secret sharpness in her eyes.

"Zhilan, what happened? Why were you hunted down?"

Hearing Qingyun's question, Zhilan pursed her lips lightly, trying to hide all the tears, and there seemed to be a look of sadness in her slightly lowered eyes. The sun shining through the open window lightly sprinkled on her body, but everyone couldn't feel it. A trace of heating.

Seeing that Zhilan remained silent for a long time, Qingyun vaguely guessed something, and looked at Lin Han in a blink of an eye, his dark pupils seemed to be a pool of unfathomable lake water, deep and clear, even though Lin Han had always been bold and unruly, suddenly I also felt inexplicably afraid, and didn't dare to face those eyes, so I put aside my eyes and said in a deep voice: "Back to Princess Jiu, the thing is like this..."

Originally, Zhilan had been devoutly worshiping the Buddha in Ci Ning Nunnery, but Lin Yufeng came to Ci Ning Nunnery suddenly more than two months ago.

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