The wind swept through the remaining clouds, and it was slightly cool.

The rain has not stopped, and the fine dust has entered.

A glimpse of the stunning face will send you into a nightmare.

Beauty is the most beautiful thing in the city. Mo Shaohua wakes up from a dream.

The shadow of the candle flickered, but still a person dreamed back to his pillow.

A man sat alone in the courtyard, coughing slightly.

A figure gradually approached and put down the decoction in his hand: "Didn't the doctor tell your highness to have a good rest?"

I wanted Caifeng to send the decoction to his room, but I didn't expect him to enjoy the moon here.

"I'm not that rich." He picked up the soup and drank it in one gulp. He glanced at her and said coldly: "It's you, Ye Liang, go back."

Ye Yilan stood beside him, but he didn't react at all.

In desperation, I sat down with him.

He often raised his head and stared at the night sky, meditating. Today's night was not as beautiful as last night: "What are you thinking about, Your Highness?"

He turned to look at her and smiled helplessly: "I remembered that there was a person who often looked up at the sky and meditated. At this moment, I finally felt it."

"Turn your thoughts into sustenance, and hope that each other can stay together."

His words touched her heart at this moment. No one had ever truly understood the purpose of looking up to the sky.

If you can stay together, why would you choose to leave?

If we can stay together, why miss each other and become ill.

It's better not to leave than to suffer from lovesickness.

Ye Yilan avoided looking at him and said bitterly: "Why did Your Highness speak so sadly? Why did His Highness in the past have so much sorrow."

"But you still can't see through it and don't understand it, right?"

Holding Ye Yilan's hand, his eyes looked at her with gentle light under the moonlight.

"I..."

Every time he touched her, she resisted. But today, she had no idea of ​​resisting.

Why should I see him thoroughly and understand him?

You can always tell from his words that he is deliberately avoiding something.

It's hard for people to guess and can't see through.

He is simply a mystery. If someone knew everything about him, it might be difficult to survive in such a dangerous palace.

Seeing that his brows were frowning and the veins on his forehead were looming, he let go of Ye Yilan's hand and turned around to cough.

Seeing this, Ye Yilan immediately stood up, put her hand on his back hesitantly, but put it away: "In order to cover up others' eyes and ears, you can rest in peace and recuperate, so why bother yourself."

"Shut up."

Murong Haochen suddenly stood up, his heart in a state of confusion.

Ye Yilan was so frightened by the sudden roar that she couldn't help but step back. "I'm trying to persuade you, but since you don't like to hear it, I'll just leave now."

"Stop." Just as he was about to call her to stop, he felt that his eyes were blurred, and he fell to the ground before he could take a step.

Ye Xunyu, who was passing by, happened to see him lying on the ground and shouted: "Someone come and find the doctor."

If it weren't for Ye Xunyu's cry, she wouldn't have known that he fell to the ground.

Murong Haochen lay expressionless on the bed, losing the domineering aura he had just now.

At that moment, maybe he could rest peacefully, but his brows were still frowning, and he had not yet let go of his vigilance.

When I walked to Lan'er, I saw her looking at His Highness nervously and asked, "Why did Your Highness faint suddenly?"

She was very upset in her heart. She should not have trusted his one-sided words at the beginning. Now she was waiting for the doctor to check his pulse: "I don't know. After he finished drinking the medicine, we chatted for a long time. His Highness said that he was fine, and I also

..."

He didn't blame Lan'er, he could only blame His Highness for being forbearing. He comforted her: "If something happens to Your Highness, it will be difficult for His Majesty to explain it."

Ye Xunyu stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, how is the situation?"

"I told you not to catch a cold. The fever won't go away now. Just make it through tonight."

fever?

Didn't he even notice it himself?

Ye Yilan did not come forward to visit, but stood staring at him from a distance.

I specifically warned him again: "Remember, don't let him move around at will."

Seeing the doctor go out, Ye Yilan followed him and secretly asked about his injury: "Doctor, is his wound really not serious?"

"The wound is not deep, just heal it."

Ye Yilan took off the hairpin, handed it to the doctor, and whispered to him: "Doctor, if anyone asks, just say that my father is ill."

"This..." He stared at the hairpin in his hand and hesitated for a long time.

"Since Miss Ye said so, I agreed."

After that day, someone will definitely continue to look for his body.

Anyone who cares will definitely keep an eye on every move of the Ye family.

After all, the relationship between himself and His Royal Highness is no longer a secret.

Two men in black saw them falling off the cliff together. If Ye Yilan appeared intact at this moment, she would definitely think that he was in Ye Mansion.

Doing this can be regarded as saving him.

"Brother, what is the connection between the Ye family and the emperor?"

In the past month, this is what Ye Yilan wants to know most.

The weirder the various things that happen, the more curious they become.

"My father didn't want us to ask more questions about the previous generation." He knew a little bit, but did not tell the matter in detail: "Okay, don't think about this matter. You can take care of His Highness.

."

"Brother, I am still a woman who has not left the court, how can you..."

Hearing this, I wanted to be angry, but my father came and complained: "Father, you must speak well to your brother."

Ye Yilan took a peek at him, then secretly walked into the house with her lips pursed.

He admired Lan'er and had no objection to her personally taking care of His Highness. However, she still had not left the cabinet and could not let go of the subject. He scolded: "Lan'er is right. The servants in the palace are all smart and capable, and they will definitely take good care of His Highness."

"

Ye Zixu learned from his servants that His Highness had fainted and came to visit him: "How is His Highness's injury?"

"The doctor said that your highness has a high fever. If you can survive tonight, you will be fine."

"Yu'er, I have something to discuss with you in the study."

Ye Yilan knew that he was deliberately hiding it and hid at the door to eavesdrop. Her father and brother went to the study.

I wanted to go up secretly, but after hesitating for a long time, I walked to Murong Haochen's side and personally wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What does Your Highness want to say?"

Ye Yilan saw the corners of his mouth moving and murmuring, unable to hear his words clearly.

When I got close to his chest, I heard him murmuring: "Don't go, don't go -"

I don’t understand, who did he ask not to leave?

What on earth did he dream about that would make him say such things?

Even though he is so strong, he also has such a weak day.

Even though his body was hard, it couldn't withstand the scars in his heart.

Just as she was about to get up and leave, Murong Haochen suddenly caught her.

He kept repeating the words in his mouth, don't leave.

"I won't leave, I'll stay with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have listened and gradually calmed down. His eyebrows no longer looked ferocious but became soothing.

Her hand was tightly held by him. At this moment, she had no way to escape and could only sit on the edge of the bed.

"Miss, your highness wants to..."

Seeing His Highness holding the young lady tightly and not letting her leave even half a step, he snickered: "Then Caifeng left first."

"stop."

"What are your orders, Miss?"
To be continued...