"What are you doing here?"

The early morning glow spread on the ground in front of Xia Lan. When she raised her head, she didn't understand why she was sitting on the ground in front of the Eleventh Prince's door.

She waited here all night.

"Get out of the way, I want to go in."

Xia Lan's eyes were dull, and when she spoke, her voice was hoarse: "He's gone..." [

"I know."

"He has a fever."

"I know."

"And he's still injured..."

"What on earth do you want to say?"

"I don't know if I drove him away, or if he had planned to leave..." Xia Lan's thoughts were in a mess, "I just wanted to ask you a question, and I'll leave after asking. I still have to find him."

Xiaoli."

The eleventh prince grabbed her arm and said, "Go in and ask."

He poured water for her, but she couldn't hold it steady at all, and her fingers kept shaking. The teacup fell to the ground, and the pieces on the ground looked like her broken life.

She bent down to pick it up, but he stopped in time: "Let it scatter there. If you want to ask anything, just ask it quickly."

He sat down in front of her, his eyes filled with bone-chilling coldness.

Xia Lan exhaled heavily and said, "I want to know the reason for that incident..." After thinking for a long time, she found the right language organization, "It was the night when I had an accident in 'Mortal Street'."

The eleventh prince's eyes sank: "You know everything?"

"Well, in the 'Shenghua Palace'... I eavesdropped on your conversation."
Chapter completed!