In the dark and empty hall, Wen Ranran was lying on the ground alone, the long hair on her cheeks was already wet with sweat, and she was being bitten in her mouth at this moment.

Wen Ranran was lying on the ground, and the green tendons on her forehead were faintly visible.

This kind of pain from death and life will make her faint and wake up in pain, and then double the pain.

Qian Yu was frightened and stood aside and looked at Wen Ranran.

"...... You ......"

"Don't ...... Don't talk about it...... All go out, I'll just stay up all night alone! It's good to get some sleep......" Wen Ranran breathed heavily, as if she had been fished out of the water.

Qianyu's eyes were red, and she looked at her worriedly.

"You...... I'll go find the Imperial Doctor! ”

Wen Ranran shook her head, "Don't go, the prescription left by Dr. Xi last time, just fry a pair!" ”

Qian Yu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ran to decoction the medicine.

Wen Ranran gritted her teeth, looked at the empty ceiling, curled up, and seemed to lose focus.

In a trance, Wen Ranran seemed to see a beautiful woman, and the woman's appearance was three points similar to herself, and her appearance was beautiful.

It is as white as snow on the mountain, and it is as bright as the moon in the clouds, which may be like this.

And the woman just looked at her with a complicated emotion that I couldn't tell whether it was love or hate.

Wen Ranran only felt a little trance and familiarity, and the feeling that the woman gave Wen Ranran seemed to be a little similar to the former Wang Wan.

Is it? Is it your own mother?

The woman named Lan Guxue has become a woman with a taboo word in the former Lan Kingdom.

Wen Ranran didn't know, but the so-called feeling made her can't help but be intoxicated.

It is the embrace of a mother, the warmth of a person in the swaddling clothes of life, and the existence of emotions that Wen Ranran has never touched.

Wen Ranran couldn't help but want to walk over, but she couldn't walk anymore, and it seemed that she could only crawl over step by step......

The woman looked at her with such a faint smile, like a mother looking at her own child.

However, just as Wen Ranran was about to touch the woman's face, the woman's face instantly became hideous, and she was like a hellish ghost, choking her neck.

Wen Ranran suddenly felt that her breathing had stagnated, and an uncomfortable feeling of suffocation filled her entire brain, and in a trance, the warm liquid was fed into her mouth, making her slightly sober.

And the so-called demon-like woman has disappeared.

Wen Ranran opened her eyes uncomfortably, her vision was blurred, and she found that she was still in the main hall, Qian Yu was dozing off with her sword on the side, and when she saw that she woke up, she immediately woke up.

"Madame! Are you okay?! ”

Wen Ranran covered her head and looked at the faintly bright sky outside the window.

"When?" She said in a hoarse voice.

"It's just the end of the day...... Have you recovered? Qian Yu looked at her cautiously.

Wen Ranran touched the dried hair on the side of her cheek and said in a low voice, "Much better...... How is Your Majesty? ”

"I'm still in retreat in the dungeon, and there's no movement."

"Hmm."

This is normal, and Wen Ranran is not surprised.

"By the way, what about the unfinished notes yesterday?"

Wen Ranran remembered that she should have had a few letters yesterday that had not been approved, but at that time she had already had a seizure, and the rest of the things, because of the pain, the memory seemed to be blurred.

Qian Yu glanced at her cautiously and lowered her head again.

"Last night...... King Qingyun has come, his subordinates can't stop him, and he didn't come in to accompany you, but he finished approving the excerpts outside......"

Xia Liyuan?

Wen Ranran was slightly stunned.

She relied on Qianyu's support and came to the desk in the front hall of the imperial study.

All the folds have been neatly stacked.

Wen Ranran opened a book casually and couldn't help but be stunned.

The font on the fold is sharp and sharp, with the same frivolity as ever, like Xia Lishuang's handwriting, and even to the point of being fake!

Wen Ranran gasped, turned a few more pages one after another, and finally saw the difference in subtleties, and even gave the most detailed suggestions and annotations about a few excerpts.

This...... This is Xia Liyuan's doing?