"Yes, I just can't breathe. Now you close your eyes and don't think about anything. Try to see if you can enter the state of forgetting things and forgetting me."

"..." It would be strange if she could do it.

Murong Mingzhu knew in her heart that she couldn't do it, but she was unwilling to show weakness, so she simply closed her eyes and tried to relax her mind.

She could reduce her perception of the outside world as much as possible, but she couldn't stop breathing completely. After holding her breath for a long time, her chest felt a slight pain.

At this moment, a chuckle came from his ear, "It's so stupid..."

Dear you, Murong Mingzhu was about to open her eyes and curse, but her lips suddenly touched a soft warmth.

The tip of his tongue pried open his teeth and passed over a breath of light fragrance with plants and trees, which relieved Murong Mingzhu's pain in holding her breath.

Ye Zhilan hugged Murong Mingzhu with one hand, lowered her head and kissed her lips, and swung her with the other hand.

There was only a loud "boom".

Ye Zhilan let go of Murong Mingzhu. She looked around. The thick fog dissipated in a visible degree of naked eyes, revealing the original dense forest path. The sun shines brightly and the trees are towering, which is the scene that should have at noon.

"Break the formation?" Murong Mingzhu asked.

Ye Zhilan nodded, "Yeah, it's okay."

After saying this, he walked not far away and looked down at the things on the ground.

Murong Mingzhu also walked over and saw a piece of wood as thick as an arm on the ground, with patterns like birds carved on the wood.

Following this section of wood, Ye Zhilan walked seven steps to the right, and also inserted such a piece of wood.

"What is this?" Murong Mingzhu pulled out the wooden stake, and a strange fragrance spread out like a seductive fragrance. Ye Zhilan took the wood in her hand and threw it away, "This is the fragrance sacrifice wood, the smell has the effect of confusing the mind. The illusion array we just saw was moved with it. Every seven steps, a total of forty-nine piles are the seven-star moon trapping array that has been lost for many years. It traps people without hurting people. If we can't get out,

If you inhale too much incense, you will become unconscious."

There is no way to truly change the sun, moon and stars in this world. The sunset and thick fog they saw were brought into the illusion by the fragrant wood.

"I understand," Murong Mingzhu said steadily, "Why do those people take such a big risk to block us? They are not for killing people, but for setting up formations."

"Zhu'er is so smart." Ye Zhilan smiled at her.

Murong Mingzhu had no intention of joking with him, frowned and pondered, "Which side of the person wants to trap us?"

What is the purpose after being trapped?

Ye Zhilan obviously didn't care about the answer to this question. After breaking the formation, he looked swaggering and without any sense of tension.

After entering Qizhou, Ye Zhilan returned to the ceremonial guard.

Even if Murong Mingzhu was not willing to do so, she could not disobey Ye Jinghao's sage.

She watched Ye Zhilan change his clothes, and the gorgeous clothes layered with dragon yarn. She removed the belt and tied up by the Nine Dragon Silk Crown. The remaining silk was scattered behind her back. She still had the folding fan in her hand, and she still had to serve as a servant!!

This is very annoying!

Ye Zhilan can be the prince again, why should she be the attendant?

He was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger, and Murong Mingzhu's heart exploded.

After leaving Qizhou, no one dared to act rashly. Ye Zhilan and Murong Mingzhu successfully entered Luozhou City.

After walking for almost half a month, I finally entered Luozhou. Further ahead is the 12 southern Yunnan prefectures, closer to the destination.

The ceremonial guards entered Luozhou in a glorious way, and the prefect of Luozhou led all officials to greet them outside the city.

He escorted the Luozhou Palace all the way, and Ye Zhilan walked out of the frame and met the Luozhou Prefecture.

"The lower official Zheng Yu and Luozhou officials will meet with the prince!"

There was a row of kneeling outside, and Murong Mingzhu looked around and saw that everyone with great strength in Luozhou was here.

Ye Zhilan knocked his palm with a folding fan and said with a smile, "Please get up, we haven't seen each other for some years."

Zheng Yu said in panic: "It's rare that the prince still remembers the official..."

"I can't forget that when the late emperor was in power, he valued Lord Zheng very much. Seven years ago, Lord Zheng returned to the imperial capital to report his duties. I have met the emperor, but in the years, he has not returned to the imperial capital."

"Yes, it's rare that the prince still remembers the officials. Because he was transferred to Luozhou three years ago, he was not at the level of a saint, so he did not return to the imperial capital to report his duties."

Murong Mingzhu raised her eyebrows when she heard this. She was demoted. Three years ago, Zhilan was already in charge of politics. Zheng Yu was the person valued by the late emperor, so she must have been demoted by Ye Zhilan.

Ye Zhilan suddenly realized, "I remembered that, indeed, Lord Zheng was transferred to the prefect of Luozhou three years ago by a lawsuit. The assessment was conducted every four years. If Lord Zheng had good achievements, according to my opinion, it would be impossible to transfer back."

After hearing this, Zheng Yu was overjoyed and bowed his head repeatedly, "The emperor must remember the prince's teachings."

Ye Zhilan smiled, walked off the frame, and reached out.

Murong Mingzhu, who was standing beside her, was already complaining in her heart, but when she saw Ye Zhilan reaching her hand in front of her, she was stunned. What's the matter?

Ye Zhilan lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Hold your son, huh?"

Yes, your uncle!!!

Murong Mingzhu glared at her angrily, are you lame or stupid? You still have to support someone to get off the frame and you are so pretentious?

Ye Zhilan stopped moving, and looked like "I stretched out my hand anyway, you can do it."

A group of people were kneeling down on the ground. No matter how Murong Mingzhu was, she would not fight against him on such an occasion. Besides, she now concealed her identity and was originally Ye Zhilan's servant.

Not angry.

She is Miss Murong who can bend and stretch, so she is not angry!

Gritting his teeth, Murong Mingzhu grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard, and said with a smile, "Prince, be careful, don't fall to death."

"Zhu'er is so naughty." Ye Zhilan smiled slightly.

Pooh!

Murong Mingzhu didn't even want to see him.

Zheng Yu respectfully sent Ye Zhilan to the palace, immediately arranged a banquet, and then called the master to ask: "What did you mean by Prince Yong just now?"

He pondered it over and over again several times, but he didn't understand the true meaning of Ye Zhilan's words.

The master also knelt not far away, heard it clearly, and said, "The emperor thinks that the prince seems to be trying to re-support the adults."

Zheng Yu frowned and said, "Is this really the case?"

The master smiled, "Why do you have to be so careful? The prince has no malice." "You don't understand," Zheng Yu waved his hand and sighed: "I am the confidant of the late emperor. When the late emperor was still alive, in order to prevent the prince from seizing power, he had been singing opposite to him. After the late emperor's will, we strongly opposed the prince's succession. Although the prince was not the prince who succeeded to the throne in the end, we still lost.
Chapter completed!