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Xuan Yuan looked at Ruofeng and said, "This king wants to leave the capital for a few days. You don't have to follow him. Watch out for the Duke's Mansion."

"Yes."

Xuanyuan Wentian strode forward.

Ru Feng looked at the back of Xuanyuan Wentian and wondered what had happened that caused the king to be so anxious.

Xuanyuan Wentian, who had suddenly walked very far away, stopped in his tracks. He turned around and spoke to Ru Feng in a low and deep voice, "I will personally manage the funeral of Ulan Yi when I return to the capital. First, place her corpse in the Profound Crystal Ice Coffin for a few days."

Feng Rui was startled. His Royal Highness actually wanted to personally go to bury Wei-Lan Yi. This … It was truly shocking.

He had to maintain a certain level of calm even on his shocked and wind-like face. His voice smoothly replied, "Yes."

This time, Xuanyuan Feng did not stop and quickly disappeared.

Rufeng frowned as he looked at the direction Xuanyuan Yun left in, "Your highness seems to treat Miss Wei very differently …"

However, it was different …

Suddenly, like the wind, Ru Feng remembered the words the prince had mysteriously said before the gate, "Even if it was special, in the end, it dissipated with death."

Could it be that Windy suddenly opened his eyes wide, could it be that Prince also realized the difference between him and Lady Wei?

The Warm Fragrance Pavilion was completely silent, as if it had been sealed by dust.

However, not far from her was a courtyard. From time to time, a loud laughter could be heard.

"Oh, you're a slut after all. So what if you have the position of the regent's consort? Now you're dead, hahaha."

You Yaru was laughing so hard that she could barely breathe.

"Second Sister, why do you have to laugh at her like that? She's going to die soon, and even if she dies, she can be buried with the courtesy of the Regent Prince's Wife."

She looked at him with a smile, "Regent's consort? Grave? Elder sister, you're really funny. She's already dead, so what if we're talking about a regent's consort? So what if we're buried deep? When we're still alive, we don't even enjoy the luxury of living, do you think that we'll be able to enjoy it just because we're dead? "Hahaha."

"This …"

"You're such a slut, you're such a slut."

She began to repeat the same sentence endlessly.

The guards at the Warm Fragrance Pavilion could faintly hear her laughter and her words, and they couldn't help but look at each other. This Shuang Yi was truly a pitiful person, and now that she was about to die, let alone grieving for her, there wasn't even anyone who came to visit her. They had thought that someone would cry and rush to ask about her true death, but in the end, not a single person was able to find her.

The guard couldn't help but look back at the pitch black Warm Fragrance Pavilion and sigh. In the end, the Third Young Miss of the house of the Marquis wasn't even comparable to a commoner. At the very least, there was still affection within the house of a commoner.

Just as the guard turned his head, a black figure entered the Warm Fragrance Pavilion soundlessly.

The black figure charged straight towards Xiao Lan's inner room and arrived before her bed within a few steps. The black clothed person quickly bent over to look at Xiao Lan, and a moment later, a clear and gloomy voice exploded in rage. "Girl, didn't I tell you yesterday not to die?"

The man was shockingly the person who had bumped into Xiao Lan and killed Housekeeper Liu yesterday.

After a short moment, the man stretched out his arm and used a slender fingerbone finger to lightly press Xiao Lan's pulse. Immediately, the anger on his face was as frightening as a hellish nether hell.

"Xuanyuan!"

He actually used such a deadly move!

His heart meridian had shattered, his blood and energy had reversed, and all the tendons in his body had been severed.

The man withdrew his finger from Xiao Lan's pulse, and his finger probed Xiao Lan's breath. "Little girl, it's a miracle that you're still alive even after being so heavily injured."

After he finished speaking, the man's finger slowly moved past Xiao Lan's lower jaw like yesterday, but yesterday, it was frivolous, and today, it was filled with pity.

After a long time, the man's slender fingers slowly slipped behind Xiao Lan's ears. His actions gently caressed Xiao Lan's black hair, and he carefully pulled the back of Xiao Lan's head to help her sit up.

"Girl, you definitely don't want to die. I'll help you one more time. As for whether or not you can survive, that will depend on your luck."

After he finished speaking, the man directly jumped onto the bed and embraced Xiao Lan. His right hand completely covered the location of Xiao Lan's heart, and he continuously channeled the internal energy of the "Heaven and Earth Arrival Art" that everyone dreamed of into Xiao Lan's body.

There were a total of nine stages, and every time there was an increase in stage, the cultivator's body would undergo a tremendous change. Just like when they were being tempered, their entire body would become purer and purer, but the cultivator would also suffer unbearable pain.

The man stopped when he imbued his inner force into the third layer, his pitch-black eyes looked at Xiao Lan with extreme seriousness, the "Heaven and Earth Flash" could bring one back to life, and it could also devour one's soul. If he was too impatient, the girl in front of him might not be able to take it, and she might even lose her life.

"Girl, we'll stop here for today. If you don't die tomorrow, I'll give you three more losses. At that time, the chances of you waking up will be even greater."

The man slowly put Xiao Lan back on the bed. His pitch-black devilish black eyes stared fixedly at Xiao Lan's face.

Actually, he was extremely clear that even if Xiao Lan were to wake up, she would be different from before.

She was, after all, a person without any inner strength, yet she was heavily injured.

"Little girl, don't worry. As long as you can wake up, whether you are crippled or paralyzed, there will be a young master protecting you and no one will dare to bully you."

The man's black eyes stared unblinkingly at Xiao Lan, and after an unknown amount of time, the man finally heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he obediently put on his clothes and laid down beside Xiao Lan.

"Little girl, I've made a big mistake."

The man's magnetic voice slowly dispersed by Xiao Lan's ears.

He had never felt any feelings for anyone. However, for some unknown reason, when he saw Xiao Lan decisively brandishing his dagger at the top of the courtyard's wall, his heart felt as though it had been gripped tightly by a giant invisible hand!

He, who was supposed to leave, forcefully stayed behind and watched Xiao Lan drag the corpse to the corner of the wall.

At that moment, he made it clear to Luo Que that he was interested in the girl buried under the wall.

And tonight, facing the lifeless Xiao Lan, he realized that his interest in her was not the slightest bit, because he had actually passed down the Heaven and Earth Raging Art to her without hesitation.

In the eyes of the people of the world, those pitch-black pupils that threatened to kill others were like a bottomless whirlpool in the dark night. It was breathtaking, terrifying, and ice-cold, causing people to feel incomparable fear.

A heartwarming smile began to surface in his eyes.