"That''s good!" Ning Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and her nervous expression stretched after hearing Shan Ji''s answer.


    "Princess, Shan Ji is going to find some food now. You should freshen up first." Shan Ji looks at the woman in front of him. There are no flaws in her beautiful and pure face, which makes him respect her from his heart. Maybe she is an exception?


    "OK! Then thank you, Mr. Shan."


    Walking near the bogey cliff pond, the pond water is clear to the bottom. Is this the lover''s tears? It''s beautiful... Gently touch it with your hand, and the cold and refreshing feeling spreads to the bottom of your heart along your fingers.


    Who would Moho be? And Tianyu... Can there be such a crazy man in the world? Why did that woman choose to die? What a strange dream, what a real dream!


    "Ning Lan!" a loud cry interrupted Ning Lan''s thoughts.


    "Qinghuan..." looking at the man standing in the distance and the woman standing next to the man incredulously, he stood up slowly and smiled dimly with tears in his eyes. Is he not dead? Good, good!


    "See you, Princess!" Huajing was very happy when she saw that her master was still alive. She immediately ran to ninglan''s side and knelt down.


    "Flat body, Huajing, how did you and childe Zhuge..." how did Huajing work with Qinghuan? Ning Lan looked at the arms wrapped by Huajing and asked in a low voice.


    "Report back to the princess. My subordinates chased after him all the way and thought they were chasing in the wrong direction. Later, I went to Yanshan and found childe Zhuge in a wood house. By coincidence, I saved childe Zhuge, but I didn''t find the princess. Later, I heard them say that the princess was dead, so I went all the way with Childe Zhuge."


    "Ning Lan, cough... Is Ning Lan really you? Are you hurt?" ZHUGE Qinghuan, who woke up from the shock, asked eagerly as he looked at Ning Lan and walked in.


    "I''m fine. What''s the matter with you?" seeing Qinghuan coughing and panting, Ning Lan asked softly with a white face.


    "Ning Lan, a little slight injury doesn''t get in the way." he looked at Ning Lan, who was no longer covered by a veil and no longer tied by fengguanxia. He showed his consistent elegant smile and replied in a deep voice.