Chapter 22
The light in the room was rather dim, and outside the gauze curtain on the bed, there were a few red candles burning, illuminating the room.

She tried desperately to remember something from the back of her mind, but her head hurt more and more, and she couldn't remember anything.

Like selective amnesia, Yue Bing can still remember other common-sense questions, but her background is completely blank.

"Ah—" Yue Bing yelled like crazy, his face was pale, and he had a terrible headache.

"Princess, Princess—" The two maids outside the door heard Yue Bing's yell, and rushed in.

Yan Fei was also carrying a bowl of medicine, and hurried over, and heard the princess's voice not far from the wing room, and she came to the bed with the medicine, with a worried look on her face: "What's wrong with the princess?"

Yue Bing calmed down and stopped thinking about the past, her mind gradually became less painful: "I, I'm fine."

"This is the medicine prescribed by the doctor. The princess should drink it while it's hot." Yan Fei held the medicine bowl with both hands.

Yue Bing took the medicine bowl and didn't think much about it. She should regard the Qinan Palace as her own home and drank the medicine in one go.

"My lord...cough cough, where's your father?" Yue Bing handed back the medicine bowl to a maid who was guarding the bed.

Yan Fei wiped Yue Bing's mouth with a brocade handkerchief, and said: "The prince has already returned, and he also came to see the princess. Seeing that the princess is sleeping, he didn't bother me."

"Yeah." Yue Bing felt much better now, and her heart was not as dull as before, so she asked the maids to step back first, she wanted to be alone.

Before Yan Fei exited the room, he reminded: "The princess should rest early, and get up early tomorrow to greet the prince."

Yue Bing nodded, just as Yan Fei was about to blow out the red candle, Yue Bing hurriedly said: "Go down first, I will come by myself later."

After Yan Fei and the other two maids withdrew, Yue Bing slowly thought about the strange things that happened in the desert of death.

Suddenly, he thought of Blue Dragon Ball, and according to Li Yaozi, the red book that recorded the secrets of Dragon Ball!

Before taking a bath in the afternoon, Yue Bing hid these two things under her pillow. Now that the night was quiet, she followed the light of the red candle, put the blue dragon ball in her palm, and studied it slowly.

The blue dragon pearl shone with a faint blue light, not much different from an ordinary night pearl.Yue Bing got out of bed, walked to the red candle, picked up the dragon ball in one hand, and looked at the red candle carefully.

There seems to be some kind of power in the dragon ball, there are little blue stars inside, constantly impacting the dragon ball, as if it is about to break out of the shell.

"This dragon ball is really so powerful. Senior Li died to protect this dragon ball." Yue Bing still trembles violently when she thinks of Li Yaozi's tragic death.

Yue Bing knew that the matter of the dragon ball was no small matter, and now she hadn't figured out a solution for how to fulfill Li Yaozi's dying entrustment, so she put the dragon ball in a sachet on the bronze mirror table and took it with her.

And that thin red book, Yue Bing opened the red book again, except for the weird giant dragon pictured on the first page, the next few pages were turned over and over again, which were all incomprehensible Draw pictures and text without any rules.

"What are these things!" Yue Bing shook her head helplessly, and scratched her hair with one hand, but she couldn't see why.

Alas, forget it, Senior Li Yaozi's entrustment was to hand over the Dragon Ball to his elder brother Yun Wuji, not to let Yue Bing delve into its mysteries, anyway, Yue Bing couldn't figure it out, so he hid the red book in the bed sheet , fell on the bed and continued to sleep.

(End of this chapter)

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