The low voice, with warm temperature, melted Qi Lan's cold heart. In this vast and empty Xianyang Palace, Qi Lan felt so relieved for the first time.

Qin Ershi tilted his head and looked at them, his eyes rolling, and he didn't know what to do in his mind. The brief silence made Qi Lan very uncomfortable. She turned around and looked at Hu Hai with caution.

Qi Lan's actions stunned Hu Hai. He laughed and waved his hand: "Don't worry, I won't hurt him. He has no effect on my plan."

Hu Hai took out a waist card and handed it to Qi Lan: "This waist card is my own thing. You can use it to enter and exit the Xianyang Palace Gate at will, but you must keep it."

Qi Lan took the waist card in surprise: "You... want to give it to me?"

Hu Hai nodded, the smile on his face was quite interesting.

Qi Lan knew that Hu Hai must have had some idea and refused to accept the waist card: "You must be thinking about this, you should take back this waist card."

Hu Hai shook his head with a smile: "Don't worry, this waist card is a gift I gave you. I know that Ziying is going to win you over and against me. Since he is willing to see me in his true face, it means he is confident. Since that's the case, I will help him."

Hu Hai's face regained a cynical smile: "Good players must be equipped with good equipment. Only after killing in one fell swoop, will they feel fulfilled."

Both uncles and nephews are crazy...

This time Qi Lan’s only thought in her mind at this moment.

Hu Hai not only gave Qi Lan a waist sign that could enter and exit the palace gate at will, but also allocated Ningchun Palace to Qi Lan to let her rest in the palace. Ningchun Palace is not far from Ziying's Imperial Spirit Hall, and Hu Hai seemed to intend to put Qi Lan and Ziying together. Qi Lan really couldn't understand Hu Hai's approach.

As night falls, bright and dazzling stars sprinkle the night. The palace lanterns in Xianyang Palace light up one by one, arranged neatly on both sides of the road, mixed with the moonlight, emitting a soft light.

In Ningchun Palace, flowers bloomed in full bloom, and the purples were colorful, which really responded to the name of "Ningchun". Qi Lan took off her cumbersome clothes and changed into a light set of clothes. Her long ink hair was tied up at will, adding a bit of lazy tiredness.

Han Xin sat at the table and gently untied his clothes. The sudden palace that had not long ago made his wounds tear up again and soaked in blood. Han Xin was used to it and wiped the blood with his clothes at will.

As soon as Qi Lan came out, she saw Han Xin naked with her upper body, with the big and small wounds on her body shocking. Qi Lan paused, hurriedly ran to Han Xin, and turned him over.

The wound on his chest was torn apart, and the wound that had begun to heal was bleeding, which was shocking. Qi Lan took a breath of air conditioning, gently brushing Han Xin's wound with his trembling hands, and his whole heart hurt.

The soft touch slid across the exposed skin, and a slight itchy feeling came. Han Xin's heart felt a bit hot, and even the pain in the wound became less uncomfortable.

"You... stop touching." Han Xin gritted his teeth and gently turned his face over, and his ears were blushing.

Qi Lan knew without knowing that her heart was sore and her eyes were filled with tears. Han Xin strongly suppressed the wild restlessness in her heart and took out a small medicine bag from her arms.

"Is this..." Qi Lan asked.

"It was the unreasonable girl who stuffed me the medicine." Han Xin opened the medicine bag and exposed the white powder inside: "I was anxious, and the girl only stuffed me this bag of medicine in desperation."

Qi Lan took the medicine and before Han Xin could stop it, she poured the ointment on Han Xin's wound. Han Xin frowned slightly, groaned, and his face was a little pale.

"Does it hurt?" Qi Lan gently blew the wound, and the warm breath blew on the wound, slowing down the pain. Han Xin froze and didn't dare to move. Their current appearance was too ambiguous, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control it if he was accidentally careful.

Qi Lan raised her head and saw Han Xin's secretly enduring expression, and was stunned. Then she also realized how inappropriate the current movement was. Qi Lan suddenly stood up, took a few steps back, turned around, and turned her face to the door.

"I'm sorry, Brother Han." Qi Lan blushed with shame. She never knew that her unconscious actions were so seductive that she bullied the pure and abstinent Brother Han into a cooked tomato.

"...It's okay." Han Xin quickly applied the ointment to the wound and put on his clothes again. Qi Lan's resistance back made his heart sink, and his originally hot heart gradually became cold.

Qi Lan sat back to the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Han Xin: "Brother Han, you still have injuries on your body. You will go out of the palace tomorrow. Lu Yang will take good care of you."

Han Xin frowned: "What about you?"

Qi Lan smiled helplessly: "I promised Ziying to help him check some things here. I will not leave until the matter is done."

Han Xin stared at her seriously and asked seriously: "Why did you agree to Ziying for help?"

Qi Lan clenched her sleeves nervously. She did not tell Han Xin about Ziying's poisoning. If Han Xin knew that Ziying threatened Qi Lan with his life, he would not have given up.

Han Xin stared at Qi Lan without blinking. Qi Lan was uneasy and her eyes shaking left and right, trying to get rid of Han Xin's scrutiny. Fortunately, Han Xin did not ask, and he leaned his body on the chair casually, looking like he was cheating.

"I won't leave." Han Xin replied briefly: "If you stay, I will accompany you."

Qi Lan, one head and two big ones, begged, "Brother Han--"

But Han Xin seemed to have made up his mind, so he closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to Qi Lan. Qi Lan was so amused and cryed by this guy that he had to let him go.

In this way, I spent several days in the palace. Qi Lan was asked by Ziying to investigate the dragon vein, but day by day, Qi Lan still found nothing. The huge palace was full of strangers and scenery, and Qi Lan was really clueless.

These days, Qi Lan has traveled all over the palace. Unlike the Xianyang Palace created in the TV series, the real Xianyang City is even more majestic and luxurious. It took Qi Lan three days to walk through the Xianyang Palace and got lost several times in the middle. If Han Xin hadn't followed her silently to protect her, Qi Lan would have been arrested by the guards long ago.

On this day, Qi Lan wandered in the palace for half a day. At noon, she was bored and sat in the pavilion to rest. In the distance, a man in white clothes slowly walked on the stone steps, followed by a large group of palace maids and servants serving him, with a very big show.

Qi Lan recognized it from afar that the man in white was Ziying.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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