Jielan didn’t know what Ninglu was worried about, she wanted to ask the other party and didn’t say anything, but she must have misunderstood her feelings for the evildoer, so she had such a pessimistic thought, and she wanted to continue like this. Talking to her will only make her even more cranky. She pulled her up and said with concern: "It's colder at night, so let's go to rest in the tent."
Ninglu nodded, and walked slowly towards his tent. Jie Lan looked at her thin and beautiful back, and suddenly she didn't know if she was infected by her emotions or what it was. She only felt that her chest was stuffy, and she felt very uncomfortable. She dragged her exhausted body toward her. tent.
The inside of the tent was completely dark. Jie Lan took out the fire folds she took in the decocting pharmacy from her body and lit the oil lamp placed in the tent. When the light filled the tent, Jie Lan returned to her mind and was ready to go back to rest on the floor. There was a person standing in the left corner of the tent, and that person was smiling at him.
This person is Qingzhan. He walked over to Jielan and said, "You are back!"
Jie Lan stepped away with some caution, keeping a distance of two steps from him. She frowned and said, "Why did you come to me?"
"It's just boring late at night, why, not welcome?" Qing Zhan felt a little disappointed with Jie Lan's attitude.
"Don't you know it's impolite to break into a woman's resting place privately? Let's talk about it tomorrow!" Jie Lan thought of the rude thing he had done to herself when Wang Cheng fled to his room by herself. Frightened.
"Do you really distrust me so much and hate me so much?" Cheung Zhan's voice looked a little low, not at all like the arrogant young gentleman in the past.
Jie Lan thought of saving her life countless times during this period of time. She couldn't tell if she hated him. She turned her head and said, "No, I just don't want to be misunderstood. There are so many soldiers outside. If you know how well your dignified young master is in my tent late at night."
"Being with me is afraid of misunderstandings, so are you not afraid of being with Chengfeng? Or that you prefer to be with him." Qing Zhan actually asked step by step.
Jie Lan was startled. He didn't expect that he would know that he had gone to Chengfeng's place, and suddenly angrily said: "How can you eavesdrop on other people's conversations, are you still the young master of the royal city?"
Qing Zhan’s eyes slanted into a line, looking at this woman who was wary of him everywhere, he was somewhat disappointed, his melancholy eyes were constantly changing and flickering under the dim firelight, and his unpredictable expression concealed his heart. hurt.
"Enough, I don't care about this, I just came to see your injury." Qing Zhan calmed down, and didn't want to argue with Jie Lan anymore.
Hearing Qing Zhan said that he was here to see her injury, she couldn't help but softened. Thinking that she was always too much to him, she lowered her head and said: "I'm fine, don't worry."
Regardless of what Jie Lan said, Qing Zhan pulled her over and opened her sleeves, but saw that the deep burns on her arms had not been eliminated. When Qing Zhan pulled her over, Jie Lan couldn’t help but because of excessive force. It was so painful that it hummed.