When Lan Lin heard this, he felt his heart tremble and his pupils shrank slightly. Yan Fei's words really stepped on his pain.
At this moment, Lin Xie had also led people to catch up to the altar, and he happened to see this scene.
Lan Lin lowered his head, closed his eyes, and said coldly to the monks of Tianyan Temple: "Send Concubine Yan away -"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The Buddhist scriptures in the mouths of the monks became louder and louder, and the entire Zuilan Palace seemed to be enveloped by the sound of the Buddhist scriptures.
Yan Fei covered her ears with her hands, unwilling to listen any more, and raised her head and screamed.
"Ah--Lan Lin! You don't have to die well--you don't have to die well--"
Lin Xie felt trembling with fear when he heard Yan Fei's curses. He stepped forward and said to Lan Lin: "Your Majesty, please leave, lest these words taint Your Majesty's ears."
Lan Lin said coldly: "There are so many people cursing Gu in this world, where can Gu go?"
Lin Xie was startled for a moment, looked at the sad eyes on Lan Lin's cold face, and felt sympathy in his heart.
"ah--"
Under the chanting of Buddhist scriptures by the monks, Yan Fei's body began to fall apart. She was extremely unwilling and suddenly raised her head and roared, revealing the fangs in her mouth. Her broken body turned into countless black vampire bats. Pussings flew out of the formation and rushed towards Lan Lin without hesitation.
Lan Lin remained motionless, calmly looking at the bats rushing toward him.
Yanse waved his sword and slashed at the group of vampire bats that were rushing towards them. Under the cold light of the sword, those vampire bats instantly turned into black soot, and the threads of the vampire bats dispersed.
Lan Lin looked at the black soot dissipating in front of his eyes. There seemed to be a hint of sadness in his calm eyes, but soon the unnoticeable sadness was completely hidden in his eyes.
He stared at everyone with cold eyes and said: "Send the order, from today on, the Red Flame Palace will be sealed forever."
"Yes--Your Majesty!"
With the evil spirit of Concubine Yan being eliminated, the issue of chasing evil spirits in the Lan Palace came to an end. Although there are still people in the palace who suspect that the death of palace residents sucking blood may not be the work of Concubine Yan's evil spirit, there is no way to verify it. .
Later, Lan Lin, who had always disliked getting sick, fell seriously ill and was bedridden.
Zhuilan Palace fell into an unprecedented depression, and everyone in the palace kept silent about the evil spirits to avoid offending Long Yan.
The period when Lan Lin fell ill gave Lin Xie and Qingyi a rare moment of tenderness. How they hoped that Lan Lin could not survive the illness so that they could stay together forever.
Unfortunately, good dreams did not last long. Half a month later, Lan Lin's condition began to improve.
Queen Ye Nong's worship of the evil god was avoided because of Concubine Yan. She also took advantage of Lan Lin's illness to make intensive arrangements, and her plan to overthrow Lan Lin was in progress.
But Lan Lin didn't know yet that the curses in Yan Fei's mouth were coming towards him silently, and his body was already enveloped with an aura of death.
On this day, Lan Lin's symptoms began to improve. He forced himself to get up and looked at the warm sun shining through the window, which made him feel a little dazzling.
Lan Lin was wearing a white cloak and sitting by the stove in the room making tea. His long black hair hung lightly on both sides of his face, making him look a little lazy.
Yanse was practicing his sword skills in the courtyard. He looked sideways, with a faint smile on his lips. Then he looked at the bubbling hot tea on the porcelain jar, took an orange from the low table, and put it on the table. He sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose.
A pleasant smell of orange suddenly hit his nostrils, and he suddenly felt a lot more awake. He had been sleeping on the bed these days, making his head a little groggy and not as awake as before.
At this time, Chang Si came to see him with medicine.
"Changsi meets your majesty!" Changsi knelt down on one knee and saluted him.
Lan Lin said: "Chang Si, you are here, get up!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Sit down, I'm making tea. I'll have a drink with you later!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Chang Si looked at Lan Lin and felt that he was in better spirits today, so he said: "Chang Si came to visit His Majesty a few days ago, and His Majesty's spirits were not as good as today. Today he looks much better than the previous few days. I think This disease should be cured! Chang Si specially brought your majesty the elixir for replenishing qi from outside the palace, and I heard it is very effective!"
After Chang Si finished speaking, he presented a yellow brocade box to Lan Lin.
Lan Lin took it, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "You are interested!"
Changsi said: "Your Majesty, I don't know. Changsi has been worried about you these past few days since you were ill. Fortunately, you are finally getting better."
Lan Lin sighed: "I wonder if this nameless disease has fulfilled Yan Fei's curse..."
Changsi said: "Your Majesty, don't worry about what the demon concubine says. Your Majesty, you are a body of ten thousand gold. You are protected by gods and Buddhas, and can't be invaded by ghosts and gods!"
Lan Lin smiled slightly and lowered his head to peel the orange in his hand. His fingers were slender and white, with clear joints and very beautiful.
Seeing him peeling the orange peel unhurriedly, Changsi said again: "Commander Changhe asked me to inform your majesty that everything is going well at the shipyard. Ten warships have been completed according to the drawings. When your majesty feels better, he can go on inspection." ”
Lan Lin nodded and said, "Very good. I'll leave this matter to Changhe to supervise. I'm very relieved."
Chang Si found that Lan Lin, who had just recovered from a serious illness, seemed to be unable to cheer up for anything. He seemed to be a different person, no longer as cold and stern as before.
Chang Si looked down at the orange he was peeling in his hand, and he understood why his brother fell so madly in love with this man in the first place. He did have his own merits, and even he was unconsciously doing so. I was impressed by his charm.
Lan Lin is not a perfect and flawless person. Sometimes he is even cruel, cold, and domineering, but sometimes he seems so fragile and helpless. At this moment, Chang Si feels like this when he looks at him. He feels like he wants to spend his whole life. The urge to protect him.
I saw Lan Lin peeling the orange, and then put the orange peel into the porcelain jar, and then waited for the orange peel to stir in the porcelain jar for a few times, then picked up the porcelain jar and poured the tea. Into the tea cup.
He handed a cup of tea to Chang Si and said to him: "You haven't drunk Gu Zhu's tea yet. This kind of tea made from orange peels can dispel the cold and suppress the cold nature of the tea. It's best to drink in winter." ! In those days, I often cooked it and drank it with your brother."
Chang Si took the tea cup, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully. With the fragrance of tea and a hint of orange, he blew it and took a sip. He felt the fragrance of tea overflowing and felt warm in his heart.
He looked at Lan Lin with a smile and said: "My brother is really lucky. He can often drink the tea brewed by His Majesty. The taste of this tea is really special. Chang Si has never drunk it before. I drank it today and I will never forget it in my life." This tea has a light orange scent.”
Lan Lin smiled slightly and looked at Chang Si sitting next to him. He seemed to see a little shadow of Chang Ting in him. He felt in a trance, thinking that he had been sick for too long and was a little confused.
Since when did he feel that Changsi began to have some shadow of Changting in him? Maybe it started when he put on the costume of an imperial guard!
Lan Lin didn't know that since Chang Si was about to enter the game, he began to deliberately imitate Chang Ting's every move in front of him. Although he was not as similar to Chang Ting in appearance as Lin Xie, he was Chang Ting's younger brother after all, and he knew Chang Ting very well. It's not difficult to imitate Changting's actions.
Chang Si took another sip of tea, then looked at Yan Se who was brandishing a knife outside the courtyard, and said as if unintentionally: "Your Majesty has been bedridden these days, and Eunuch Lin must have been working a lot. Chang Si heard something about Eunuch Lin. Things, I don’t know whether I should say..."
Lan Lin thought in his heart that what he meant by asking was actually to tell himself that he wanted to say this and came here specifically for this. He couldn't help but frown slightly and asked: "What's the matter?"
Chang Si put down the tea cup in his hand, and then said: "Chang Si heard that... Eunuch Lin often goes to Chenxi Palace after nightfall these days..."
Chang Si actually didn't hear about it, but he had followed Lin Xie when he stayed at Zhui Lan Palace. After all, Lin Xie was the biggest enemy he had to deal with when he entered the palace. Of course, he had to know all about the enemy's movements.
When he saw Lin Xie wearing night clothes and sneaking into the Palace of Dawn late at night, he knew that the matter was not simple and might become a powerful lever to bring him down, so he came to inform Lan Lin.
Lan Lin paused as he raised the tea cup, but there was no sign of anything surging on the surface. He just lowered his head and blew the tea soup and asked, "Is there any conclusive evidence for this?"
Chang Si thought for a moment, and then said: "Actually, Chang Si saw it with his own eyes."
Lan Lin was startled, looked at him in disbelief, and said coldly: "Are you sure that person is Lin Xie!"
"Yes--" Chang Si replied resolutely.
Lan Lin frowned deeply. After all, he couldn't drink the sip of tea. He put the tea cup on the table and said: "I understand, you go back and help Changhe first!"
Chang Si felt secretly happy, thinking that Lin Xie was still alive this time, so he stood up and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."
He turned around and left. Lan Lin frowned deeply, lowered his head and held his forehead. His long black hair covered half of his handsome face.
Yanse in the courtyard put away the knife in his hand and looked at Lan Lin in the room. He seemed to be in deep sorrow.
Lan Lin's illness had just improved, and he began to be busy with state affairs again. Although Zhuilan Kingdom was only a small country, as the King of Zhuilan, he seemed to have an endless amount of state affairs to deal with, and an endless amount of memorials to deal with. Waiting for him to review.
He closed the memorial, rubbed his eyebrows, and looked out the window at the red plum tree in the courtyard, where he saw Lin Xie walking toward him in high spirits.
Yanse had returned to the house at this moment and stood guarding Lan Lin. She lowered her eyes and looked at Lan Lin sitting at the desk. She felt that this so-called king was really pitiful. Just as Yan Fei said, he He is a complete loner. There seems to be no one around him to rely on, and there is no one to whom he can confide his true feelings.
When they were together, he just stayed quietly and never said anything to her. Perhaps this was the reason why he wanted to find a mute to be his personal guard. His worries had no one in this world. We can share it, so he doesn't need her as a personal guard to be able to speak.
