"Save a friend's life."

Chu Jialan didn't speak.

Duanmu yawang wanted to ask, "Your Highness, how much did you dream about the endless city?"

"I have dreamed of it several times." Chu Jialan frowned, as if he was thinking about it. He said, "by the way, in the dream, there is a man from the Lingshan Empire who seems to say that the distance between the endless city is only a hundred miles."

"Lingshan Empire?"

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and suddenly felt that there was no way out. She didn't expect to get such key information from Chu Jialan!

"Yes!"

Chu Jialan nodded: "for this reason, I also specially checked the Empire. It is in the East. There are endless vicissitudes on both sides. It is also a high empire with rich and strong people and many experts."

"OK, thank you, your highness."

Chu Jialan shook his head, glanced at Duanmu yawang and said seriously, "Deyin, as a friend, I still advise you not to go to the endless city."

"Don't worry, your highness. I'm measured."

Seeing Duanmu yawang's insistence, Chu Jialan didn't persuade him any more. Instead, he looked at Duanmu yawang seriously and said, "Deyin, can you not mention the dream with outsiders today?"

"Of course not."

Duanmu yawang nodded and said seriously, "Your Highness, the prophet is a good thing, but it's not good to be known and used by people with a heart. It's good for you to keep quiet, your highness."

"Indeed."

Chu Jialan smiled bitterly, "Deyin, have you heard of our empire falling into a scuffle and winning later?"

Duanmuya looked at her and thought, "I seem to have heard of it."

"In fact, I've seen it in my dream, forcing my big brother to attack according to the route and strategy I gave."

Duanmu yawang widened his eyes and didn't speak. Chu Jialan said again: "my father didn't make progress in my spiritual power and didn't make progress. My imperial brother wanted to report it to my father..."

At this point, he suddenly stopped.

Duanmu yawang blinked and Baba looked at him: "what happened later?"

"My father's ambition has always urged me to sleep and dream, trying to take advantage of the weakness of the enemy, look at the mountains at one fell swoop and close the enemy's hinterland."

"However, no matter how I sleep, I can't dream of any other useful military intelligence. I even had insomnia for a time. My father forced me to dream with magic drugs..."

Chu Jialan's voice was very weak, but there was a melancholy smell.

Duanmu yawang was also blocked.

Magic medicine makes people dream, which is very hurtful. No wonder when Chu Jialan first met, he was pale and tired, gentle but silent.

How can my father not be sad when he forces himself so hard for intelligence?

"Later, it lasted for a few days. Seeing that it was of no use to me, my father thought it was an accident, and I didn't mention dreams anymore, so it passed slowly."

"Therefore, the less people know about the prophetic ability, the better."

"Yes."

Chu Jialan smiled and nodded, "Deyin, it's really comfortable to chat with you. I haven't talked to anyone for a long time."

Duanmu yawang thought of Chu Zichen: "where's your highness?"

"The eldest brother has always been very guilty to me for telling his father about the merit invitation. Although he is clumsy, he never mentioned it, but I can feel it. However, Youning and I have no intention of political affairs, which has also dragged down the eldest brother. It has always been his responsibility and all kinds of running around. He is so busy that it is not good to tell him such unpleasant things."

"I see."

Duanmu yawang smiled and said, "you have a good relationship with your highness." it's very rare in the royal family.

Chu Jialan smiled bitterly, "in fact, the eldest brother is really talented. He was named with Childe Chengche at the beginning, but now he has been left behind by childe Chengche because of many chores, and the eldest brother can't really like dealing with political affairs."

Duanmu looked stunned.

"Well, I won't talk to you about these household matters." Chu Jialan shyly turned a topic and asked, "Deyin, can you tell me the real situation of Childe Chengche? Did my dream ever go wrong?"

Then he felt that he had asked too directly and hurriedly said, "of course, if you don't want to say Deyin, Jialan won't force it."

Duanmuya looked at him, sighed and said, "Your Highness, if I say, can you keep a secret for me?"

"Of course."

Chu Jialan promised without hesitation.

"OK." duanmuya looked at him and nodded. "In fact, childe Chengche has been resurrected."

The gentle purple eyes lit up, "seriously?"

Duanmu yawang nodded with a smile.

"Deyin, you are so powerful that you really saved Chengche." Chu Jialan was excited, "Deyin, how did you find Chengche's spiritual flesh?"

"It's a long story."

Duanmu yawang didn't say much about the matter of holding the street. Chu Jialan also saw that Duanmu yawang was a little secretive. He didn't ask again. He sighed: "if Zi Ning's flesh and soul are found, it's good. At least childe Lu Yi will be much better."

It's too difficult to find the spiritual flesh and physical body abducted by Juzhi street.

Duanmu yawang was silent.

Chu Jialan didn't know what he thought, and his face hesitated for a moment. He looked like he wanted to talk and stop.

"Your Highness, do you have something to say?"

"Well, it's about a dream."

Duanmu Ya looked interested: "what's the dream about?"

Chu Jialan paused for a moment and said two words: "Lu Yi."

Duanmuya looked at her eyelids and jumped, "I've also met childe Lu Yi this time. He's in a bad situation."

"Yes."

Chu Jialan didn't know what he thought and smiled. He was such a gentle man, and the smile on his lips was a light sneer!

Duanmu yawang saw the clue, "is it that the dream of your highness two is related to the reason why childe Lu Yi is in poor health?"

Chu Jialan was stunned. "Deyin means that you... Guessed some?"

"Childe Lu Yi is carrying chronic poison. It is said that childe Lu Yi fell asleep for some time when he first returned to the house?"

"Yes."

Chu Jialan pulled his lips. "In my dream, it happened that he went back to his house in good condition, pointed his sword at his master, and was seriously injured by the master himself."

Pointing a sword at your master? The master beat him seriously himself?

What the hell is this?

Duanmu yawang felt that the development of things was somewhat unexpected. He took a breath. Before she asked, Chu Jialan continued: "keep his breath and find someone to hypnotize him and remove his memory."

Duanmu yawang's mood hasn't calmed down for a long time. "Your Highness, why does Lu Yi point to the ink with his sword?"