The concubine is often fierce, the prince is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 242 That Wasn't a Dream 2
"Then what happened later?"

Listening to Qin Muge's hoarse voice, Han Youran continued:
"But what surprised me later was that I didn't find a wound on him.

But the way that blood can stain the whole body should be the reason why the abdomen was severely injured. "

While saying this, Han Youran stared at Qin Muge slightly.

"Later, Hua Wuyang and Baling insisted on sending you to a safe place before going to the floodgate.

Who knew that after we sent you here, Rong Jing suddenly woke up. "

Although Han Youran said these words very calmly, the danger of last night could be seen from Han Qingyan's sudden change of expression after hearing these words.

Last night, Rong Jing was sometimes sober and sometimes confused, and all he chanted was Qin Muge's name.

When he opened his eyes for the last time last night, everyone could faintly see a strange and unpredictable blue color from his black eyes.

But that time, he actually shot at everyone around him.

Even if Han Youran tried his best, he could barely hold him back.

After that, it was Hua Wuyang and Baling who joined forces to restrain him for a moment.

That is to say, taking advantage of that short period of time, Hua Wuyang poured the transparent potion in the small porcelain bottle that Forsythia had given him early in the morning and poured it into Rongjing.

It was not until after using this potion that Rong Jing finally calmed down.

Qin Muge didn't remember until Han Youran took out the small porcelain bottle.

Isn't that just a potion mixed with his own blood?
"What about forsythia?"

Qin Muge remembered that he had never seen Forsythia since he woke up.

Han Youran said, "Lianqiao said that there are distinguished guests in the Weiyang Palace, and after the arrangements are made for the distinguished guests, they will come to Jinling to meet the princess."

"VIP?"

Qin Muge was startled.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, thinking that after Lianqiao arrived in Jinling that day, he seemed to have something important to tell him, but was interrupted by Hua Wuyang.

And after that day, I focused all my attention on the disaster relief work in Jinling.

On the contrary, she forgot what Lian Qiao wanted to say.

Could it be that this was what Lian Qiao wanted to talk about at the time?
"After Rongjing fell into a coma, Qingyan and I watched here. Baling and Hua Wuyang rushed to the flood gate, but..."

"But what?"

Qin Muge hurriedly asked.

"But they went one step too late."

When Han Youran's words came to this point, there was a hint of sadness on his face.

This scene was something he didn't want to see, but he was still powerless.

Because, everyone believed what Zitong said.

I really thought the floodgates would open at midnight.

But when Hua Wuyang and Baling rushed to the flood gate, there was already a vast ocean.

Moreover, there was no soldier around the floodgate at all.

They later found out that the floodgates had been opened during the time of Haishi, that is, when Jin Wushuang left.

Those floods bypassed the highlands of Jinling and poured directly into the canal behind.

As long as the canal is full, the big water will pour down, and there is no time for people to react at all.

When Hua Wuyang and Baling wanted to close the gate, they found that the machine behind had been completely destroyed by someone, and there was no way to close the gate at all.

After a long sigh, Han Youran said:
"The flood poured down and swallowed the entire Jinling within an hour..."

Hearing this, Qin Muge felt that the blood in his whole body was almost frozen.

It seems that Jin Wushuang's deep eyes can still emerge in front of his eyes.

It turned out that after a long time, Jin Wushuang's previous actions were just trying to cover up.

How could he change his mind, how could he suddenly think of letting Jin Ling escape?
From Zitong to Qin Muge, he played a big game of chess.

Even though he didn't plan this matter, he played a role in fueling the flames.

Could it be that Jin Wushuang's goal is not Jinling and the five neighboring provinces at all...

But the whole Nanling?

Thinking of this, Qin Muge only felt a chill down his back.

"Mu Ge, shall I give you a pulse?"

Qin Muge was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect Han Youran to make such a request suddenly.

"Pulse?"

Qin Muge glanced at Han Youran suspiciously, and saw him nodding cautiously.

When Han Youran's fingertips lightly rested on Qin Muge's veins, Qin Muge's heart was completely relieved.

After a long while, Han Youran slowly withdrew his hand.

Qin Muge looked at him suspiciously, "But what's wrong with me?"

Han Youran pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"When we first found you, when I felt your pulse, it seemed that there was an unpredictable air flow in your body. But now there seems to be no shadow."

"airflow?"

Qin Muge subconsciously repeated Han Youran's words.

For some reason, Qin Muge suddenly thought of what happened in his dream last night.

Subconsciously, she reached into her pocket and took a look.

As a result, the plum blossom network that had been tied to his body was empty.

The Brahma Orb and the Fudi Fruit turned out to be missing.

Seeing Qin Muge's actions, Han Youran frowned.

"Is something missing here?"

Faced with Han Youran's doubts, Qin Muge suddenly became flustered for some reason.

She stuffed the plum blossoms back into her bosom.

"It's a souvenir left by my mother, maybe I accidentally lost it."

After saying this in a steady voice, Qin Muge didn't notice the flash of solemnity in Han Youran's eyes.

"Youran, I have a merciless request."

Qin Muge quickly turned away from talking, and looked up at Han Youran.

But before he could react, Han Qingyan, who had been listening silently, suddenly had his eyes lit up.

Her ears perked up in an instant, and she quickly moved behind Han Youran.

A pair of bright black eyes fixed on Qin Muge's body instantly.

The slightly threatening eyes seemed to be warning her not to say anything too unfeeling.

"I'm going to check the situation at the floodgate now."

Qin Muge's elegant little face was full of seriousness and firmness.

Although she can't be blamed for everything that happened yesterday, it is because of her Rong Jing that this series of weird events happened.

He can't leave that mess to Rongjing alone.

Hearing Qin Muge's words, Han Qingyan's wrinkled little face suddenly relaxed.

"But Rongjing's situation seems to be a bit wrong now, are you sure you want to go there?"

Han Youran frowned, as if she didn't quite agree with this matter.

"That's why I had to go."

Qin Muge looked out of the attic.

When she first arrived in Jinling, the prosperity had already disappeared.

Looking around now, all that is left is depression.

If it was because of herself that she brought such a catastrophe to the people of Jinling, she, Qin Muge, would have no way to forgive herself.

"I must find out what happened to Rongjing."

After saying this, Qin Muge pursed his lips.

Thinking of Rongjing's extremely unfamiliar appearance just now, Qin Muge felt that a big stone was weighing on his heart and he could hardly breathe.

The slight redness and pain on the face are nothing.

The dreamlike scene from last night resurfaced involuntarily in my mind.

The two luminous pearls in my arms disappeared inexplicably. Does that mean that what happened last night was not a dream, but...

Thinking of this, Qin Muge's wide-sleeved pink fist trembled slightly.

It was easy to lift up, and finally opened slowly.

On the originally snow-white and delicate palm, there were unexpectedly two blood-red moles that seemed to be intertwined for no reason.

Qin Muge clenched his palms tightly, his heart beating violently.

Impossible, no way.

"Qin Muge, or I'll take you there!"

Qin Muge was taken aback by the sudden voice in his ears.

She lowered her right hand reflexively.

Turning her head, she saw Han Qingyan blinking her clear eyes, staring at her.

"you……?"

Qin Muge frowned slightly, as if feeling inappropriate.

Seeing Qin Muge's hesitation, Han Qingyan strengthened her desire to take advantage of Brother Youran's advantage.

She snorted angrily, "What's wrong with me? Don't look at me as a woman, but I also know martial arts, okay?"

"But……"

Qin Muge turned his head and looked at Han Youran for help.

A look of disapproval flashed across Han Youran's eyes.

But he didn't rebuff very strongly, he just stood up slowly.

There was not the slightest ups and downs in that calm voice.

"It may take half an hour from here to the floodgate. Are you sure you really want to send her there?"

"I……"

Han Qingyan turned her head abruptly, and saw Han Youran walking to the edge of the railing on her own, as if she had no intention of taking any other actions.

Instead, she was suddenly discouraged.

Her three-legged cat's kung fu can last for a stick of incense by herself at most, and then she has to rest for a while.

What's more, Qin Muge has to be brought with him. It will be like a fairy tale for half an hour, okay?

Seeing Han Qingyan let out a sigh of relief, a smile flashed across Han Youran's deep eyes.

I saw him flicking his sleeves.

Two streaks of white light shot out from his cuffs.

Before Qin Muge and Han Qingyan came back to their senses, they saw two pieces of white silk protruding from Han Youran's left and right sleeves wrapped around their waists as if they had eyes.

"Brother Youran?"

Just as Han Qingyan finished speaking, the white silk seemed to have condensed its inner strength, and suddenly moved the two of them towards Han Youran.

In the next moment, Han Youran's whole body was full of internal energy.

With a light tap of his feet, his whole body dissipated in place like a cloud of green smoke.

When Qin Muge and Han Qingyan came back to their senses, they had already appeared on the roof of a submerged house more than ten meters away.

It was the first time for Han Qingyan to see Han Youran using all her internal strength in front of her, and she was stunned for a while.

"Wow, Brother Youran, you're amazing!"

Han Youran's eyes dimmed, and with a flicker of his figure, he fled towards the distance.

From where they are to the flood gate, it takes about half an hour according to the normal pace.

But Han Youran used the fastest speed, and it took almost a stick of incense time in the end, and finally reached the flood gate.

(End of this chapter)