Heavenly Dao Formula Chapter 320: Journey back (on)

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It's cold.

Orina only felt cold all over, no matter how she curled her limbs, she couldn't resist the cold from corroding her body.

Where is this place?

Did those people leave, or are they still by their side?

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

Most of her 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 down like a rock.

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

All thoughts afterwards became intermittent fragments.

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

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

There is no worse situation than this.

Shangyuancheng will never sit back and watch her escape, let alone Xia Fan is an extremely dangerous energy-shaping mage. The Privy Council will certainly conduct a raid. Once these people decide to leave her alone, she will even have the ability to escape. nothing. What's more, the agreement only mentioned going out of the city together, and letting her go free afterwards, and abandoning a burden is not a violation of the agreement.

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

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

These words calmed Olena's heart a bit.

Someone speaks, at least it proves that Xia Fan and the others didn't throw her away in the wild—at least not so far.

Wave after wave of groggy dizziness hit my heart.

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

Or...I can't wake up again.

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

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

The result of the ruling is that she can keep the name of the Okan family, and she can also let her 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 take her with me." Finally someone mentioned the dragon girl’s most worrying issue, "Although you arranged for the team to divide and advance, but if the speed is too slow, we will be at the end. It is still possible. The whereabouts of the pursuers of the Privy Council were found."

"This place is outside the boundaries of Gyeonggi. As long as she is not handed over to the Privy Council, will she be considered as abiding by the agreement?"

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

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

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

The surrounding voices fell silent.

Orina opened her mouth 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.

Either at this moment or in that family hall.

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

Suddenly, Olena felt her head lifted up 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 sleep, it's also convenient..."

The next voice is getting smaller and smaller, and it is no longer audible.

Orina 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 couldn't resist the departure of consciousness.

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

...She wants to go home.

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"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 know, you put it on the table, I'll watch it later."

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

I have to say that since Jinxia City began to snow, 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 problem with His Highness.

It all boils down to something wrong with Xia Fan.

The last time I contacted was half a month ago. I said that if I needed to disassemble the antenna for use, 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 plan to come back, but now she can’t think so because of her emotions and reason. First of all, Xia Fan really helped the princess a lot, and she also had several brushes in her hand. Those family princes who only brag about themselves are very different; secondly, what he holds is too dangerous. If he is abducted by the Gyeonggi General Government, it will definitely be a big blow to the princess' career.

So Qiuyue decided to play the role that the maid should have, and try to enlighten her Royal Highness~IndoMTL.com~ In fact, your Royal Highness doesn't have to worry too much. "

"Huh?" Ning Wanjun glanced at her lazily.

"The maidservant looked at Xia Fan, and his behavior seemed unfocused, but in fact he was quite stable. He said that he would return to Jinxia, ​​so he should not fail to say anything. Now that the heavy snow covers the mountain, it will inevitably slow him down. It’s normal even if it’s difficult to move even 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 Qiuyue, "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!" /

Looking at the expression of His Highness's righteous words, Qiuyue swallowed, "His Royal Highness said very well..."

"What I am dissatisfied with is that he is hanging out alone, but I have to deal with the pile of things left by him. Every day is an endless batch of documents, and I can't even get out of 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 and chicken porridge for your Royal Highness? In winter, drinking can not only quench the cold, but also extinguish the 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 his Highness went out immediately after hearing it."

"Report? What news?" Qiuyue asked.

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