Hua Qianqian drank the medicine, and everyone left to let her have a good rest.
In the small pavilion in the center of the lake, the Bald-headed Immortal asked his apprentice to prepare cool well water for everyone. Ling Yifeng tasted the well water and said, "This well water is really good, very cool, and a little sweet."
Jiang Mingwei asked in a low voice in Teng Lan's ear: "Brother, how did you meet the emperor? Isn't the emperor sick? Why did he come out of the palace?"
Tenglan didn't know why, so he shook his head. He continued to drink the well water and looked at the lotus leaves on the lake. He closed his eyes. When the phoenix blew, he smelled the faint fragrance of lotus, which immediately relaxed his body and mind.
And the white-headed fairy was muttering in his heart, where have I seen that girl? Where? Why can't I remember? Alas, I am really old. I don't think about it anymore, I don't think about it anymore, maybe it's me
I misremembered, and thinking so much was still nerve-wracking, so I said to everyone: "I just came back from a trip. I'm tired. I'm going back to my room to rest. You can please help yourself."
The Bald-headed Immortal gave Jiang Mingwei a look, and Jiang Mingwei understood and helped the Bald-headed Immortal back to his room.
On the way, the Bald-headed Immortal asked Jiang Mingwei: "Tell me, what on earth is going on?"
Jiang Mingwei shook his head and said: "Master, you ask me, how do we know? Why don't we find a place to hide, and when the emperor leaves, we will go and block the senior brother and ask him if he understands. You can guess for yourself.
It’s so tiring to go.”
The White-headed Immortal gave Jiang Mingwei a hard knock on the head and said, "You kid, you have the quickest ideas."
Jiang Mingwei smiled sheepishly. In fact, this was not a ghost idea, but he had used too many tricks and was thought to be a ghost idea by the white-headed immortal.
Ling Yifeng said: "I said, this matter has nothing to do with me, do you believe it?"
Teng Lan didn't say anything. It was strange that he was present at the scene. Who would believe him if he showed up now and said it was none of his business?
Ling Yifeng was disappointed when she saw Teng Lan's indifferent expression, and told Teng Lan the reason why she left the palace. Teng Lan just nodded and then stopped responding. Ling Yifeng became completely angry and grabbed Teng Lan's clothes.
Said: "Tenglan, can't you trust me? We are friends."
Teng Lan shook off Ling Yifeng's hand, straightened his clothes and said, "Believe you? Your father can do this to Beichen Shangshu, why can't you do this to me?"
Ling Yifeng did not expect that Teng Lan would bring this matter up and put it away. He thought, yes, his father could treat Beichen Xi like this. Maybe one day he would hurt him because of something.
Ling Yifeng turned and left without saying anything. It's not that Teng Lan didn't want to be friends with him. There were really too few things that an emperor could have. Not to mention friendship?
A sudden flash occurred in Ling Yifeng's mind. When the white-headed fairy helped the girl to drink medicine, Ling Yifeng saw a jade pendant with two side-by-side lotuses exposed from her arms. How could the jade pendant he gave the little girl back then be in that place?
On the girl's body. Could it be her? Could it be that girl?
If so, who will she be in Tenglan now?
Ling Yifeng clenched his fist tightly and didn't notice that the wound was bleeding. Along the way, many pictures flashed through his mind, good and bad, all of them were stubborn and he had to hold on until he was in today's situation.
He wants to snatch that girl away, no matter what means he uses, and no matter who she is from Tenglan, he will never get what he wants.