Chapter 612: Sitting on the country and beauty (31)

"Kazama, me, how did I fall into the water? I may have a fever, and I can't remember some things..."
Having said that, An Zixuan pretended to have a headache and covered his head, as if the headache was unbearable.
Kazama asked worriedly, "Master, are you okay?"
As he said, Kazama touched his tears, stood up and stumbled and was about to rush out, still muttering: "Master, the servant will go to the imperial doctor for you."
An Zixuan hurriedly stopped Fengjian with one hand, and smiled reluctantly, "Kazama, don't worry, my body is not in serious trouble, I just forgot something."
Kazama’s mind is not aura. To his master, he always listened to what An Zixuan said. After wiping away the tears, he started to sound with a crying voice.
"A few days ago, the Lord went to Weiyang Palace and met Feng Jun. I don't know what he said to you. Lord, you ran into the lotus pond in a daze after coming out of the Palace."
An Zixuan was shocked.
His fingers unconsciously pinched the corners of his shirt and bit his chapped lips.
Sure enough, something changed.
This Feng Jun, he never saw him in his last life, let alone visit him in Weiyang Palace.
An Zi asked unequivocally: "What about your majesty, where is your majesty?"
Hearing this, Feng Jian’s eyes became even darker, "In these days when the Lord was in a coma, your Majesty has never been to Yaohua Palace... Lord, you can’t have a temper with your Majesty anymore. After all, your Majesty is The emperor..."
An Zixuan: "???"
He looked at Kazama in disbelief and muttered: "Ji... Your Majesty has never seen me once? How is this possible!"
An Zixuan raised his voice in surprise.
Ji Lan liked him so much, how could he let him fend for himself like this?
Kazama thought that An Zixuan could not accept this matter for a while, and he was busy comforting his master, "Master, don't be sad, your majesty must just have not calmed down, as long as you take a soft spot, your majesty will definitely change your mind immediately. "
An Zixuan just wanted to refute.
Why did he take the initiative to subdue Ji Lan?
But after another thought, he had killed Ji Lan like that in his previous life, and now he took the initiative to get soft with her.
An Zixuan looked up at the person reflected in the bronze mirror.
His face was unhealthy pale, with a faint cyan color, his cheeks were thin and sunken, and his lips were chapped because of dehydration. There was no sense of beauty.
Of course, An Zixuan couldn't meet Ji Lan in such a ghostly manner. He was persuaded by Fengjian to take good care of his body, and when his complexion improved, he would go to Ji Lan and turn around.
By the time An Zixuan adjusted his body, it was already two or three days later.
In the past few days, An Zixuan also knew that he had been demoted to become a servant. He was unacceptable at the beginning. After all, Ji Lan treated him so well in his previous life, but he treated him that way in this life.
An Zixuan also thought about whether Ji Lan was also reborn, and when he thought of this possibility, his heart clenched fiercely.
But An Zixuan immediately shook his head to deny this possibility.
After all, if Ji Lan was really reborn, then how could she let him go and be taken to the throne and life by the person next to her pillow? What a grudge... She must have executed him the first time she was reborn .
So, now Ji Lan should just be arguing with him.
An Zixuan comforted herself in her heart.