In order to make up for the mistake, Hu Hai ordered Qi Lan to rest in the palace and sent more than 20 maids to serve her. Qi Lan's body was so fast that she could walk down the ground soon. For her, Li Ren's tears did not look like a toxic poison, as if she had just caused her to eat her stomach and had a fever.

After Ziying got the four palace bells, she locked herself in the room every day and used the dragon blood stone to find out where the dragon vein was. She thought things would go smoothly, but perhaps because of the improper method, the palace bell never pointed out where the dragon vein was.

Ziying was in a bad mood, and his long-cherished wish for many years was right in front of him. He was about to succeed, but he was short of this. He tried it many times, and each time he failed at a critical moment.

Lu Yang has been treating Qi Lan these days, but also taking care of Ziying. Seeing Ziying forgetting to eat and sleep in search of the dragon vein, people have lost a whole circle, Lu Yang is both distressed and worried.

"Is there still no progress?" Qi Lan leaned on the bed and drank the medicine handed over by Lu Yang. Although the Chinese medicine was bitter, compared to Xiao He's bitter medicine, the prescription prepared by Lu Yang was simply a good wine. Qi Lan drank the medicine in one go and licked the corner of her mouth with unsatisfactory feelings.

Lu Yang shook his head, his face frowned into a bitter gourd: "The Pavilion Master locks himself in the room every day, stays in his door and doesn't even go to the morning court. No one except Zhao Gao."

Qi Lan was also puzzled. According to the records in ancient books, as long as four palace bells are found and dragon blood stones are used as a medium, we can definitely find out where the dragon vein is located. Why doesn’t it work now?

Han Xin carefully covered Qi Lan with a quilt, and handed it to her with a hand-warming incense burner. Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Han Xin inadvertently said: "Is that the ancient books recorded incorrectly?"

Qi Lan shook her head confidently: "No, I have read the ancient book carefully. The contents on it are very detailed, and there are no traces of modification, and it does not seem to be forged."

"That won't make sense." Lu Yang looked sad. Qi Lan couldn't bear to see Lu Yang so upset, so she comforted her and said, "Don't worry, I'll go see Ziying in the afternoon and advise him not to be anxious."

Lu Yang's face suddenly turned from yin to sunny, and he nodded excitedly: "Yes, the Pavilion Master may listen to you, and you will definitely be fine if you go."

After lunch, the sun was warm and the breeze was blowing. Qi Lan slowly walked into Ziying's palace with Han Xin's support. The gate of Ziying's palace was closed and no one guarded him. Qi Lan shouted several times, but no one answered.

Han Xin was impatient. He kicked the palace gate and the palace gate was kicked open. Qi Lan looked at the flying palace gate with a dark face and saw a parabola passing through the air.

"Brother Han, why are you... so skillful?" Han Xin's skill in breaking the palace gate was skillful and superb. Qi Lan felt a bad feeling. Could it be that Han Xin had nothing to do when he opened the palace gate to play during the days they left?

Han Xin's face did not blush and his heart was not beating. He only replied: "Practice makes perfect", and refused to say it again, leaving Qi Lan standing there with a question mark on his face.

There was no one in Ziying's palace, and I didn't know where the palace maid guards were serving had gone. Qi Lan pushed open the door and walked into the room. At a glance, she saw Ziying's hair spreading, sank on the ground, with a haggard face, and four palace bells scattered beside him, and a dull dragon blood stone.

"Ziying!" Qi Lan walked forward quickly and acted to help him up, but Ziying waved her hand suddenly and overthrew Qi Lan to the ground: "Why can't it?! Why can't it?! I have clearly found the palace bell, but why can't I find the dragon vein?!"

Han Xin hurriedly supported Qi Lan. He angrily slapped Ziying with his internal force, overturning Ziying to the ground. Ziying's eyes slowly focused and gradually woke up.

"So you are here." Ziying stood up slowly. After a few days of not seeing him, he lost all over the place and his face was haggard. The failure on the verge of success can best crush a person's mind. Ziying saw hope in front of him, but he couldn't catch any light, and he felt like a demon.

The pavilion master's golden bell, the green jade bell, Zhao Gao's bronze bell, and the stone bell in the hand of the beggar in Chengyang, four bells lie quietly on the ground, and in the center of them, a dragon blood stone is placed.

Qi Lan looked at the dragon blood stone and wondered: Why is this dragon blood stone so dull? The dragon blood stone I saw in the secret room of Lu's house that day was obviously much brighter in color.

"If you come to see me for a joke, please come back." Ziying turned around coldly, picked up the dragon blood stone and hung it on his neck. At that moment, Qi Lan obviously saw that the dragon blood stone lit up.

Qi Lan murmured in her heart that she had a question about this matter, but she was not in a hurry to say it. She helped Han Xin and sat slowly on the chair, saying, "There is no rush to do this matter. Let's study the classics again and maybe we can find any clues."

Ziying looked grim. He had a calm face and whispered: "I am the blood of the imperial family of the Great Qin. This is the only thing I can do for the Great Qin as the imperial heir. If it fails, what face can I face those dead relatives?"

Qi Lan looked at Ziying deeply. Ziying was a person with a strong appearance and fragile heart. He never showed his inner weakness in front of others. Qi Lan didn't expect that Ziying would say such words in front of her.

"Everyone has its own meaning of existence, so why do you have to put shackles on yourself?" Qi Lan comforted him.

Ziying seemed to have not heard it, and then said to herself: "I am naturally ugly and vulgar, which is a shame for the royal family. I am useless, so what does it mean?"

Ugly and vulgar?

Qi Lan originally sympathized with Ziying, but when she heard these two words, she was shocked. She looked at Ziying's exquisite and perfect face in surprise and was stunned for a while: "You... aren't you misunderstanding of 'ugly appearance'?"

Ziying pursed her lips, as if she was enduring a huge humiliation: "My face... is the same as a woman, and her skin is as white as a pearl. Although I am very skilled in martial arts, I don't have any conspicuous muscles. As a man, he looks more delicate than a woman. Isn't this a great humiliation?"

Qi Lan's mouth turned into an O-shaped shape. It turned out that the exquisite and beautiful Hiping Pavilion Master was so ashamed of his undistinguishable face. Qi Lan couldn't help but become curious: "Then what kind of person do you think is a beautiful man?"

"Tough and brave, not care about the details." Ziying replied without hesitation: "Holding a long sword in his hand to fight on the battlefield and sweeping across thousands of troops is the true nature of a man."

"Um..." Qi Lan had a headache. She really couldn't understand what Ziying cared about. Could it be that in his eyes, strong muscles and stubble on his face were the best standards for a handsome man?

"If you are in my hometown, you must have a lot of fans." Qi Lan sighed sincerely: "For us, your type may be more popular."

Ziying looked at her strangely, said nothing, and walked to the side silently with a calm face. Qi Lan originally wanted to comfort Ziying, but the strange reason why Ziying was worried made her unable to think of any words to comfort her. She had been to her mouth several times, but she didn't know how to speak.

Han Xin was speechless. He stood aside and suddenly said, "Aren't the ancient book defective? Did the missing part record something else?"
Chapter completed!