In the dark and silent room, the figure floated up and down on the bed, with a looming feeling. The pale white dress was spread out on the bed, and the silk satin spread out was exquisite and clear.

The clothes fell to the ground in the darkness, and a dull wind blew over, rustling them. There was nothing particularly depressing, only a low tearing sound.

Her wrists were pressed, and the corners of her lips were bleeding from the kiss. There was a bit of fishy-sweet taste in her lips. Lin Junlan's eyebrows were downcast. There were soft clothes under her waist, but she still needed Fu Shiting to lift her waist.

"..."

Suddenly, there was another burst of pain, not from the waist, but flowing through the blood to the limbs.

Lin Junlan frowned and let out a low, hoarse whimper, but soon her voice was suppressed again.

Lin Junlan would never cry out for pain. Even if it hurt so much that he was sweating all over his head, he would still not say a word, let alone pray.

There was something obviously wrong with this whimper.

As sweat dripped from his forehead, Fu Shiting held Lin Junlan's waist in the dim light, held him in his arms, bit his earlobe, and whispered, "Junlan, Junlan..."

Lin Junlan was awakened again by the warm voice and soft breath. He clenched his hands a little tighter, and then pushed Fu Shiting's sweaty shoulder, "You're almost... No."

"No, do it again." Fu Shiting replied darkly, and then bit Lin Junlan's arm, "You are mine, right..."

As if she was eager to seek answers, her black hair fell down and became tangled, so she couldn't help but exert more force. The feeling of oppression came over her instantly, leaving Lin Junlan breathless.

His beautiful eyes darkened for a moment, and he suddenly felt a little anxious. When he was so anxious, the already sweet feeling came directly to his heart. He pushed Fu Shiting's shoulders away, turned sideways, and held on to the bed, "Well..."

"Cough cough cough..."

He vomited a mouthful of blood on the side of the bed, and his abdomen relaxed. Fu Shiting immediately let go of Lin Junlan's waist, stood up and lit the candle next to the bed. When he saw the pool of blood beside the bed, his face turned pale instantly, "Jun

Lan you..."

The feeling of oppression in her heart disappeared. Lin Junlan closed her eyes, breathed a little slower, and lay on the bed. She didn't know when her head was covered with sweat.

His hair was wrapped around his neck, and his breathing was low. He raised his hand and placed it on his eyes. He was a little tired. There were marks of Fu Shiting's bite on his elbows, and on his neck and shoulder bones.

A few bruises in places.

"I am a little uncomfortable."

Slowly, he frowned and spoke hoarsely.

Fu Shiting immediately put on his clothes and said, "I'm going to find the imperial doctor."

After saying that, he immediately opened the door. When he walked out of the door, he felt dizzy for some unknown reason, which forced him to lean against the wall next to him and relieve himself before he felt a headache.

Immediately, he felt something on the tip of his nose... He raised his hand to wipe it, and it was covered with blood.

The man who was standing stared at the blood on his hands, and then wiped it casually without paying much attention.

He glanced at the dim room again, and then left quickly.

Lin Junlan was lying alone in the room, with no one beside him. Sleepiness came over him instantly. His breathing gradually slowed down, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, there was only the smell of medicine in the room. He opened his eyes tiredly and saw Fu Shiting sitting next to him, wiping his forehead with a warm handkerchief.

He paused for a moment, avoided Fu Shiting's movements, and looked at him with a dark gaze, "You..."

As soon as he said a word, the person who was sitting stood up and said, "I'm going to boil the medicine. Wait for me here."

Lin Junlan: "..."

Before he could say anything, he saw Fu Shiting's leaving figure. He propped himself up on the bed and saw that the wound on his wrist had been treated with medicine.

There was a slight pain on the side of my shoulder and it was a little uncomfortable. Suddenly, the window was blown open by a gust of wind, and then a figure flashed in.

The man on the bed's eyes darkened, and he immediately picked up his clothes and stood up. After standing still, he could see the person clearly.

The long black coat is slightly purple, and the red and white mask is printed with a red fox, which is lifelike. Under the mask, his blue-purple eyes are bright and dark. He volleys in from the window and stands

When he landed on the ground, his green clothes fluttered, looking elegant and easy-going.

"Jun Lan, I didn't expect...to see you lying on someone else's bed. It's really...unexpected."

"When did you come?"

Lin Junlan instantly relaxed her mind.

Fox Mask, His Highness the Crown Prince ranks sixth among the twelve dead men. He should not be much older than him. He always wears a fox mask. It is said that his true face has never been shown to anyone.

I heard that he is an "ugly" person, but those eyes are as beautiful as the stars and the sea.

Before Hu Mian sat down, he took two steps forward sadly, raised his hand, touched Lin Junlan's collar with his soft white fingertips, and said in a dark voice, "We just arrived, that little general's martial arts are not weak, and he can get close easily.

It will be discovered."

Gently, she helped him tidy up the clothes that he had not yet had time to tidy up. When his eyes glanced at the wound on his shoulder, his eyes dropped a little coldly, "The clothes are neat and tidy, and they don't fall into the world. Jun Lan, this is what you once taught me."

"Now... you are full of... decadence."

Lin Junlan frowned and wanted to speak, but as soon as she stood up and used her inner strength, she coughed, "Ahem..."

Accidentally, another mouthful of blood seeped out.

The fox-faced gaze saw the blood, and there was confusion in his dark eyes, "Ah, I'm already vomiting blood. Is it that deep? Can I reach your internal organs with just a few strokes?"

"Shut up." Lin Junlan still felt a little uncomfortable after hearing such words, "Why are you here? His Highness asked you to come?"

Before staying on this topic for long, Lin Junlan changed the subject.

"The twelve dead men received the order to kill Su Yanzhi."

The last word is gloomy and cold.

Lin Junlan raised her eyes and saw the sunshine outside through the window. Her face turned pale and she smiled, "Has His Highness finally issued the killing order?"

"yes."

The fox face stared at Lin Junlan sadly, "Junlan..."

"Why did you come to me?"

Lin Junlan interrupted Hu Mian's words and asked again casually.

The man with a gloomy look said in a hoarse voice: "Master Mu Yan said that the young general cannot be kept. The Fu family needs to be disbanded, and there will be no direct lineage."

Lin Junlan's eyes were cold, and she could understand, "As soon as the direct line dies, the Fu family will be in chaos, the Fu family's army will be in chaos, and the military power of the Northern Kingdom will be in chaos."

This was originally a way to rescue His Highness the Crown Prince. As long as the Northern Kingdom was in chaos, who would care about raising troops to the south and who would care about protons.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with coldness, without any nostalgia or reluctance, "I understand, how long? Kill him."

"The sooner the better."

"Oh, I see."

Lin Junlan replied silently, then turned towards the bronze mirror, looked at his pale face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "January. The next full moon, Fu Shiting will die."

"You can't bear to do it, Jun Lan."

"What do you think?"

Lin Junlan smiled and looked at the dark red color in his hands, "Can't bear it? Do you think... is it possible?"

The man wearing the mask turned around, his eyes lowered, "Probably... no, after all, you have killed many more people than us dead soldiers."

"Oh, by the way, if you want to help, blow this whistle."

After saying that, Hu Mian put down a whistle as big as a finger and stepped on the window sill, "Let's go. Jun Lan..."

"Oh, I see."
Chapter completed!