Lan Ling wrote down the name of the salvia and thought, these medicines, maybe which medicine will contain the antidote to lover's poison.

Just as Ling Chen and Lan Ling returned to the room, Wen Heng's medicine had arrived. Ling Chen drank the medicine, lay down for a while, and it really didn't hurt.

Looking at his face gradually returning to normal, Lan Ling let out a long sigh of relief.

Ling Chen and Wen Heng went to the chamber together, and they were discussing how to take down Snow City.

Lan Ling went to Ling Shuang's room.

Seeing Lan Ling, Ling Shuang cried and hugged her. She still couldn't make a sound, just yelled "Ahhh".

Lan Ling got Ling Shuang's pulse, and she was hurt by the medicine. Xiao Yan Gui was really cruel and cruel, and Ling Shuang had always been very good to her when she was in Daxing Palace.

Lan Ling dispenses medicine for her, took her hand and said: "It's okay, after a while, your throat will slowly get better. Don't worry now, the more anxious, the slower it gets better."

Seeing that she was taking the medicine, Lan Ling wrote down the medicines and precautions to be taken in the next few days, and gave them to the maid.

Seeing that she had written so much, Ling Shuang picked up a pen to write and asked her: "Why are you preparing for so many days? It's easy to forget. Are you not here? Let's talk about it then."

Lan Ling smiled and said nothing.

"Don't worry, my emperor said that Wen Heng will be sent away in the future." Ling Shuang wrote.

Lan Ling nodded and wrote: "You and Jiang Rui are fine."

Ling Shuang blushed again.

After a hurried meal, Lan Ling returned to the room, but Ling Chen did not return.

When Lan Ling went to the chamber, she stood there hesitating when she heard the intense discussion inside.

Tian Ming saw her: "Is the empress lady looking for the emperor?"

"It's okay, I just came over and take a look." Lan Ling said, she heard Wen Heng's clear voice.

Lan Ling sighed deeply, yes, Wen Heng has always been Ling Chen's comrade-in-arms, and Ling Chen has always believed in her. No one can replace the tacit understanding between them since childhood.

"Niangniang, do you want me to report it?" Tian Ming asked.

"Uh, no, I have nothing to do, no need to tell him, I will go back to the room first." Lan Ling finished speaking and slowly returned to the room.

Lan Ling felt very helpless at this time. She had experienced many things. She could deal with poisons and illnesses one by one. But for the current lover's poison, she really couldn't find the antidote, and the poison was still on the man she loved most.

She didn't know who to ask or who to ask. She dare not say any of these people, they are all Ling Chen's confidants. If they knew that Ling Chen was poisoned, it was impossible not to tell him.

Her Lan Ling was originally free and easy, but now she is held to death by others.

She didn't dare to be too anxious, lest Ling Chen suspect that he was a suspicious person.

She promised Wen Heng that she would leave tomorrow.

At this time, she finished the bath and lay on the bed.

There was a big temperature difference between day and night in Dayuecheng, and his body was covered with a thin quilt, and he still felt cold.

Lan Ling tossed to and fro, couldn't fall asleep, and smashed repeatedly. After two more days had passed, the door was slammed open, and Ling Chen entered.

Lan Ling sat up and watched him stand there, looking at her up and down.

The two didn't say a word, but Lan Ling understood him, his eyes were hot, and his eyes closed.

His eyes were deep and dark. The bag is on fire.

Lan Ling went over and put her arms around his neck, she tremblingly greeted him, and gently kissed his lips.

There is a faint smell of green sandalwood and bath fragrance on his body.

She closed her eyes and immediately attracted him to be treated more madly.

There was a cold in the shoulder blades, and the clothes torn apart under his palm.

His kisses were on her face, neck, chest, and back.

She kissed him back, and for the first time, she was so proactive.

The fire in his heart confessed, "Ling'er." The man's dull voice rang in her ears, and she was pressed on the bed by him. He breathed her fragrance greedily, and his big hand fell on her without hesitation. With the soft upper, the other hand leaned into her veil.

Lan Ling was sad and greedy in his heart, unable to tell whether it was happiness or sadness. She sighed softly, closed her eyes, and relaxed her body.

His hands pressed slightly in her body, her abdomen was burning, and she couldn't tell whether it was pain or pleasure. Her body was attached to him and had her own will.

She opened her eyes slightly and saw that he was staring at her face. His eyes were as deep as ink, expressing desire.

She blushed suddenly and reached out to cover his eyes.

He wrapped her hand in his palm and still looked at her. He liked to look at her. He cares about her feelings and cares about her.

Lan Ling's heart became softer, and his body became softer.

She opened her eyes and focused on him, their eyes glued again.

There was deep attachment and reluctance in her eyes, so soft that made his heart tremble.

He kissed her, "Ling'er." He called her, the desire buried in her body arched slightly upwards, in his low growl, he and her reached their happiness together.

She dared not look at him in shame, and was buried in his arms. His lips were wrapped around her again, his lips and teeth entangled.

"Ling'er, you are so beautiful, Ling'er, you know how much I miss you." His voice was low and hoarse, and she could hardly hear him.

Can't help each other.

Lan Ling was a little scared, tears fell from her eyes, she didn't know.

The hair was out of control, everything she suppressed was like opening the gate and could no longer stop her. She leaned on his neck and started crying as much as possible.

He was obviously startled, he got up and leaned over to look at her, his eyebrows tightened, and his eyes were full of distress.

"I know you have been wronged. It won't happen again." He kissed the tears on her face.

But she hugged him tightly and cried more fiercely: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I was taken advantage of by Xiao Yangui, which made you defeat the battle of Syracuse."

"So you were crying about this, I thought I hurt you just now." He seemed to be relieved.

"I don't blame you for this. Jingyun and I have been blinded by her after all the battles. I underestimated the enemy. However, on the battlefield, winning or losing is normal, and no one can guarantee victory forever."

Lan Ling cried more fiercely. She is very sad.

Ling Chen didn't know what she was really crying.

He picked her up and patted her lightly. The rough hand touched her face, wiping away the tears from her face.

She reached out to his waist and rubbed it carefully, counting the scars on his body.

He frowned, raised his eyes to stare at her, and took her hand to kiss. The heavy **** in his eyes was confused, but deep in his eyes, Lan Ling was clearly awake.

Lan Ling was shocked. Has he noticed her strangeness?

She bit her lip and kissed him.

Before she thought about the following actions, he turned over and pressed her down violently.

After being happy again, her face was buried in his arms, and he looked down at her eyes, as if asking her.

At this moment, she wanted to tell him the truth. She didn't want to lie to him.

But what happens after telling him? The inside story of his poisoning, the things Wen Heng did, his temperament will not be at the mercy of Wen Heng, but at present, no one can cure his poison.

She couldn't watch him die just like that.

She closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep.

Gently lowering the person in his arms, the tears of Lan Ling in Ling Chen's eyes never stopped.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the warmth, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Ling'er, don't cry, when do you want to tell me about your thoughts, let's talk about it. I won't force you."