Heavenly Dao Formula

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It's cold.

Olena just felt cold all over, no matter how she curled her limbs, she couldn't resist the cold from eroding her body.

Where is this place?

Are those people gone, or are they still by their side?

She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy.

Most of the consciousness remained on the day of the breakout, facing the continuous thunder and lightning, she barely climbed with the three of them, and finally crossed the city wall and entered the mountain area. I have to say that the three of them are too heavy, and the already insufficient strength quickly bottomed out. No matter how she flapped her wings, she couldn't stop her body from falling like a rock.

In the end, after breaking a dozen tree trunks, she fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

After that, all thoughts became intermittent fragments.

Sometimes she seemed to be moving, and sometimes she seemed to be still somewhere.

Olena can only judge her state by the occasional sound of dialogue.

There is no worse situation than this.

Shangyuan City would never sit back and watch her escape, not to mention that Xia Fan was still an extremely dangerous energy-shaping mage, and the Privy Council would definitely conduct a raid. Once these people decided to leave her alone, she would not even have the ability to escape. What's more, the agreement only mentions going out of the city together, and letting her go free afterwards, and giving up a burden is not a violation of the agreement.

"This guy is shaking." Suddenly a voice came from his ear.

"She has a terrible burn." Another person touched her forehead.

These words calmed Olena's heart a bit.

Someone speaks, at least it proves that Xia Fan's group didn't throw her away in the wild-at least not so far.

Waves of dizziness hit my heart one after another.

Olena resisted the urge to fall asleep, for fear that she would die, and when she woke up, she returned to the Privy Council prison.

Or... can't wake up again.

This familiar dilemma seemed to bring her back to the scene of waiting for the imperial prime minister's ruling in the empty family hall for several years.

The house was like a prison, the interior was dark and lacquered, and the only light came from the high windows on both sides.

The result of the ruling is that she can keep the name of the Okan family, or let her younger brother continue to study at the Salerni Noble Academy.

But the premise is that she has to go to the Far East to become a foreign ambassador and use her merits in exchange for this qualification.

"It's too slow to walk with her." Someone finally mentioned the dragon girl's most worried issue, "Although you arranged for the team to divide and advance, but if the speed is too slow, we will be at the end and we may still be taken by the Privy Council. 'S pursuers found their whereabouts."

"This place is outside the boundaries of Gyeonggi. As long as you don't hand her over to the Privy Council, will you be considered abiding?"

"Master, your level of sophistry has risen again."

"But..." a small female said, "If she is left in the wild in her state, she will die."

"With the demon's resilience, there is a half probability that you can survive it, but how to do it depends on your decision."

The surrounding sounds fell silent.

Olena opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she could only tremble her lips slightly and let out a little murmur of unknown meaning.

What she wanted to shout out was, don't leave her alone.

But no matter how loud she shouted, it seemed that she couldn't reach anyone's ears.

Whether it is at this moment or in that family hall.

In the end, the scene that remained in front of her was the back of her younger brother when he was led away, after which the door suddenly closed and darkness filled the room again. In her hands, there was an additional appointment and removal order.

Suddenly, Olena felt her head lifted by a hand.

Then the chin was pinched open, and a piece of wooden stick was inserted into his mouth.

The stick seemed hollow, and soon she tasted a warm juice, a bit bitter, but more of a strong herb flavor.

"I did say that after leaving Gyeonggi, she can go wherever she wants to go in, but she hasn't said yet. So just take medicine to let her go to sleep. It's also convenient..."

The next voice became smaller and smaller, and it was no longer audible.

Olena felt the potion dissolve in her stomach, which seemed to dissipate the cold all over her body, but it also brought intense sleepiness. No matter how she struggled to resist, she could not resist the departure of consciousness.

Before the darkness fell, Olena had only one thought left in her mind.

...She wants to go home.

...

"His Royal Highness, this is the report submitted by Lord Mo Yun. She said that it contains a summary of this month and an expenditure plan for the next month. You need to look at it first."

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

"His Royal Highness Ning Wanjun!" Qiuyue had to raise her voice when she reminded her for the third time.

"Ah—" Ning Wanjun came back to her senses, she blinked, "report, right? I see, you put it on the table, I'll watch it later."

Will you watch it later? Qiuyue cast aside the clerk that was erected at the corner of the table. She had entered the study half an hour ago, and the height of the clerk was almost the same as it is now.

I have to say that since the snowfall began in Jinxia City, the efficiency of Her Royal Highness's work began to plummet, and sometimes it was a long time when she lost her mind, which made Qiuyue also feel a little worried.

Of course, this is by no means a question of His Highness.

It all comes down to something wrong with Xia Fan.

The last time I contacted was half a month ago. I said that the antenna would need to be disassembled for use. After that, I might not be able to contact Jinxiacheng again. Isn't this deliberately intriguing? Coupled with the arrival of the snow season, even if you want to take the initiative to explore the situation in Gyeonggi, you can't do it.

If it was before, she wished that Xia Fan stayed in Shangyuan and didn’t intend to come back, but now she can’t think about it because of reason. First of all, Xia Fan really helped the princess a lot. Boasting that his family prince is quite different; secondly, what he has is too dangerous. If he is abducted by the Gyeonggi General Government, it will definitely be a big blow to the princess' career.

Therefore, Qiuyue decided to play the role that the maid should have, and try to enlighten her Royal Highness~www.ltnovel.com~ In fact, your Royal Highness does not have to worry too much. "

"Huh?" Ning Wanjun glanced at her lazily.

"The maidservant looks at Xia Fan, and his behavior seems to be unfocused, but in fact he is quite prudent. He said that he will return to Jinxia, ​​so he should not fail to speak. Now that the heavy snow covers the mountains, it will inevitably slow down his journey. It’s normal to have difficulty even moving an inch. The maid thought...at most, when the snow melts in the next spring, you can—"

"Why, do you think I am doing this because he can't come back?" Ning Wanjun interrupted Qiu Yue, "Of course not!"

"Huh? No... is it?"

The princess patted the table and said, "Would I be anxious because of someone's delay? It's just a momentary loss. Even if he doesn't come back for a month or two, I won't feel any discomfort!"

Seeing the expression of His Highness's righteous words, Qiuyue swallowed, "His Royal Highness said absolutely..."

"What I am dissatisfied with is that he is hanging out alone, but I have to deal with the pile of things he left behind. There are endless paperwork every day, and I can't even get out the door of the villa. Do you think it is very annoying? ?"

"Yes, it is indeed worth getting angry." Seeing the princess suddenly become so energetic, Qiuyue also relieved, "The maidservant will make a bowl of white fungus chicken porridge for His Royal Highness? Drinking in winter can not only drive away the cold, but also extinguish fire."

Ning Wanjun nodded in response.

Qiuyue went out happily.

But when she returned to the study with the cooked porridge, the desk was empty.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

She put down the dishes and recruited guards after finding no results. "Where is the princess?"

"Miss Hui, someone came to report the letter just now, and when His Highness heard it, he went out immediately."

"Report? What news?" Qiuyue asked.

The guard thought for a while and replied, "It seems like... Master Xia Fan is back."