Lan Liuqing felt as if she had been sealed by the high priest, she couldn't open her eyes or speak, but she was conscious, she could hear the sounds around her, there was probably more than one person around her, someone was coughing in a low voice, someone was taking her pulse, someone was stroking her hair, and someone was walking around.

"How's it going?" This is Kun Qinglong's voice.

"Your Majesty, Lan Guiren's physical signs are stable, but he has been unconscious," the imperial doctor's voice was a little hesitant, "The minister doesn't know what the reason is, and he has to continue to observe." ”

"I'll leave the words here," Kun Qinglong's voice didn't fluctuate, "She can only live, not die, and if she dies, you will bury her." ”

The imperial doctors were sincerely afraid, "Your Majesty, the Lan nobles probably didn't recover because of their weakness and weakness, according to the ministers, it may be possible to use ginseng to hang this breath." ”

"Then what are you waiting for," Kun Qinglong instructed Cha Chena, "go to the library and bring the old ginseng I collected." Then he said to the imperial doctor, "If you want anything, you can open your mouth, but you must save me." ”

The emperor gave a death order, how dare the imperial doctors say nothing, although they have no bottom in their hearts, they can't let themselves stop, check their pulses from time to time, look at their eyelids, prick them here with silver needles, prick them there, and gather together to discuss in a low voice, Lan Liuqing feels that the imperial doctors are just delaying time.

She wondered, since Kun Qinglong hated herself so much, why did she want to save her, and then strangle her to death after saving her?

Soon, a thin piece of ginseng was stuffed into her mouth, slightly bitter and slightly cool, and the taste was not very good, but the bitterness seeped into her body, her consciousness became clearer and clearer, the restraints on her body became more and more loose, and her body became heavier and heavier.

When she woke up again, there was silence around, there seemed to be no one around, she waited for a while, and only opened her eyes after making sure there was no movement, in the dim light, someone was leaning on the bedpost to close her eyes and recuperate, or she could be sleeping, she was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Kun Qinglong to be there, she looked at him in a daze for a while, and didn't understand why an emperor didn't sleep and stayed by her bedside? Because you like her? She was born in the emperor's family, and she knew that that kind of liking was nothing more than that, but Kun Qinglong made her unable to see through it.

She sighed, not sure what to do next? Both plans failed, and her confidence was devastated.

She was still stunned, and she didn't realize that Kun Qinglong had already opened her eyes, she was looking at her, and when she noticed it, she immediately closed her eyes, but it was too late, he said, "You're not afraid that I will kill you again?" ”

Lan Liuqing smiled bitterly in her heart, feeling that this kind of escape was really unnecessary, unless she was unwilling to live.

She opened her eyes to him, and he looked at her, neither of them speaking, facing each other in the dim light, observing, competing, exploring.

After a long time, she finally spoke, her voice a little hoarse, "You said that when I die, you will send my body back, but you are actually lying to me, right?" ”

"That's why you faked your death because of what I said?" Kun Qinglong smiled coldly, "You want to go back so much?" ”

Lan Liuqing didn't speak, and it didn't matter whether he answered or not.

"How?" He asked again.

"Southern Witchcraft."

"It's an eye-opener for a princess to know how to do witchcraft." Kun Qinglong smiled, "What else you won't?" ”

Lan Liuqing tugged at the corners of his mouth, "No matter how powerful it is, isn't it still in His Majesty's hands?" ”

"It's good to know," Kun Qinglong said, "don't do this kind of thing in the future, you have to stay in Munda even if you die." ”

Lan Liuqing was silent for a while and asked, "Why?" ”

Kun Qinglong didn't answer, just looked at her, his expression was quite strange, as if he was uncomfortable after being peeked into his heart, but he held on.

"There is no why," he said, "that you are my man, whether you live or die." ”

With that, he got up and walked out.

Lan Liuqing was scorched by his words, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, she heard an indescribable meaning in this sentence, and Kun Qinglong left in a hurry after speaking, as if someone was chasing after him.

Lan Guiren was magically resurrected the night before the funeral, which was probably bad news for the women of the harem. Originally, because of her death, all grievances were written off, but now that she is alive, coupled with the emperor's sleepless side, they are anxious to get angry, how can they understand why people who have been dead for a few days are suddenly resurrected? For a while, there was a lot of gossip about Lan Liuqing, some said that her life was too hard, and Lord Yama would not accept it, some said that she knew witchcraft and grafted her life on others, and some said that she was an immortal evil spirit......

It was so spread that the people who said it and the people who listened were afraid, and no one dared to go to the Ruiyang Hall to explore the truth, and the few days when Lan Liu woke up were quite quiet for a while.

The happiest is Delma, she doesn't care whether Lan Liuqing is an evil spirit or not, anyway, as long as the master lives, it is a great joy, she is happy every day, if she hears someone criticizing Lan Liuqing outside, she will stare at her, and the person who is stared at immediately shut up and walk away, looking like she can't be provoked, she feels funny, and for the first time she has the pleasure of raising her eyebrows.

"Master, how did you come back to life?" This is the third time she has asked Lan Liuqing, but she doesn't want to find out, she thinks she knows, and if this kind of thing happens in the future, she can help a little.

Lan Liuqing rubbed her face angrily, "I died once, you are bold, don't ask, keep asking." ”

Dema smiled, "The next time this kind of thing happens, I know in my heart, and I won't be afraid." ”

Lan Liuqing pinched her again, "Why do you still want me to die a few more times?" ”

Dema covered her face and grinned, "The slave doesn't dare, the slave wants to help." ”

When Lan Liuqing heard this, her expression was in a trance, as if she saw her stupid sister again, she gently stroked Delmar's face and said, "Don't ask, it's not good for you to know." ”

Zhuo Li hurriedly walked in, "Master, Your Majesty is here." ”

Lan Liu leaned lazily on the head of the bed, "It's coming, it's coming, what's the panic?" ”

The two maids looked at each other, the emperor is coming, don't you get out of bed to greet you?

The emperor left in a hurry that day and didn't come over for a few days, but the imperial doctor would come over every day to check her pulse, and the supplements were sent in a steady stream, not by the chef of the harem, but by Kun Qinglong's imperial chef, and she knew that her every move would reach Kun Qinglong's ears. He came over at this time, maybe he had something to say, but she couldn't cope with it anymore, so she simply put on a posture of breaking the jar and breaking it, and it was up to him to see what he was going to do?

When Kun Qinglong entered the door, Lan Liuqing met his gaze, did not dodge, with a hint of provocation at the corner of his mouth, but Kun Qinglong lowered his eyes, and his eyes seemed to flash extremely quickly.

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