In the next few days, Jun Huailang's nightmare did not improve at all, and even Xue Yunhuan, who was rough and nervous, found out.

Xue Yunhuan quickly told the queen that Jun Huailang's spirit had not been very good. The Empress was quite worried, and on the day of Xiu Mu, she summoned Jun Huailang to her palace early, and asked a personal female officer in her palace who was good at medicine to diagnose and treat him.

Jun Huailang always felt that the days of nightmares had nothing to do with his physique. But the queen was worried about him, and he didn't take the other party's good intentions. Early this morning, he went to the queen's palace.

So, when Xue Yan returned from martial arts practice in the back of the courtyard early in the morning, he saw a small figure standing by the empty door.

It's Jun Huailang's sister.

Xue Yan was only wearing a thin set of strong clothes. Although it was the bitter early winter, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his whole body exuded the vigorous enthusiasm of young people after exercising.

Xue Yan stepped forward and stood three steps away from the little girl.

Jun Linghuan, with his hands in his hands, lingered at his door, hesitantly daring to enter. Hearing footsteps from far and near, she raised her head hastily, and saw Xue Yan standing there.

A look of surprise appeared on the little girl's face.

"Brother Fifth Prince!" She called crisply, with a smile on her face, her eyes curled with a smile, and she looked very sweet.

Xue Yan's appearance suddenly appeared in front of Xue Yan's eyes.

These siblings really look alike. Xue Yan thought to himself. The way they smile is just as sweet.

"I was wondering if it would disturb your sleep, but I didn't expect you to get up already!" Jun Linghuan raised his head with a smile and said to him.

Xue Yan snorted, seeing that the little girl in front of her happened to be standing on the air vent, her cheeks were flushed from the cold, she moved her steps calmly, blocked the wind for her, and said lightly: "What? thing?"

Jun Linghuan couldn't see his indifference at all. Hearing him ask, she mysteriously took out a sachet from her sleeve and held it up to show Xue Yan a treasure.

"This is the soothing fragrance I found from my aunt's warehouse!" Jun Linghuan said. "My aunt said that she asked for this from Baoguo Temple before. As long as you order one, you will be able to sleep well! I want to order it for my brother, but I can't, so can the fifth prince teach me to order incense? Ah?"

Speaking of which, she muttered again: "My brothers and sisters in my room dare not let me do it. I'm a six-year-old, why can't I use fire?"

She didn't notice that Xue Yan's eyes froze.

Then, she heard Xue Yan ask, "Your brother can't sleep?"

Jun Linghuan shook his head and said, "Brother can fall asleep, but he has nightmares all night."

She heard Xue Yan's gentle voice ringing in her ears again: "When did it start?"

Jun Linghuan thought for a long time with his fingers.

"Well... from the day it snowed!" She finally remembered and said happily. "That day, my brother was ill from the cold, and since then I haven't been able to sleep well and have nightmares."

Xue Yan's light-colored pupils were completely silent, and there was a hint of self-deprecating sarcasm.

The day it snowed was the day he came, and it was also the day when Jun Huailang went for a walk in his room and suddenly fell ill.

"Do you know why your brother has nightmares?" Xue Yan asked after a moment of silence.

It's because of the person in front of you. Xue Yan thought to himself. Because this person came to the world with seven kills, Tiansha Guxing, your brother was so stupid that he didn't know he was afraid, but he dared to approach him, so he was hindered by the evil star and had nightmares every day.

Xue Yan thought to himself, sure enough, he should have known it long ago. This is the fate he was born with, and it will hurt everyone close to him.

It should be a fortunate thing that the world fears him and hates him.

But Jun Linghuan didn't know what he was thinking. Hearing what he said, he quickly asked, "Brother Fifth Prince, why?"

Xue Yan lowered his head and met Jun Linghuan's clean glass-like eyes.

He couldn't say those words again.

After a long while, he said lightly: "It's nothing. You give me the soothing fragrance, I know what to do."

Jun Linghuan did not suspect him, and after listening to the elder brother's words, she hurriedly held the sachet to him.

The incense made by Baoguo Temple exudes a deep and distant smell of sandalwood.

This generous and depressing aroma is like a thin but tough silk thread, entwined in layers, strangling Xue Yan's neck tightly, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He is a ghost born in the abyss, all kinds of beauty have nothing to do with him, and even if you touch him, you will be attacked by him.

Xue Yan lowered his eyes indifferently, raised his hand and took the sachet out of Jun Linghuan's hand.

The whole time, he never touched her.

——

Jun Huailang came back from the Queen's palace as it approached noon.

The female medical officer looked at him, heard the questions, and gave him acupuncture. She only said that she had been worrying too much recently, and her body was not in serious trouble, but she needed more comfort.

Jun Huailang knew that the doctor did not diagnose anything, and was not in a hurry. Instead, he thanked the queen with a smile, declined the queen's invitation to keep him for dinner, and returned to Mingluan Palace.

After being questioned all morning, he was really tired and wanted to come back and have a good rest.

As soon as he walked to the door of his side hall, he smelled a sandalwood fragrance, like the incense offered in the Buddhist hall. He was a little puzzled, and then thought that Concubine Shu found out that he couldn't sleep well, so he found someone to incense incense in his palace.

Jun Huailang couldn't help but smiled helplessly and shook his head helplessly.

He walked into the palace with a room of Buddha incense, and saw that the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace were not there, only a tall and slender figure, with his back to him, was adding incense to the Boshan furnace.

The figure was tall and straight, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, full of strength and wild energy.

"His Royal Highness?" Jun Huailang was taken aback and asked.

Then, he saw Xue Yan turned his head sideways and gave him a light look.

It was the bitter early winter, but he only wore a thin strong suit, with his sleeves tucked into the tight suede wristbands, revealing the back of his hand with slightly protruding meridians.

Jun Huailang met those amber eyes, and inexplicably felt that those eyes were a bit darker than usual.

There was also some indescribable bleakness and deadness, which made Jun Huailang look rather uncomfortable.

"...Why do you light incense?" Jun Huailang asked.

Then, he saw Xue Yan turned his head and continued to light the last bit of incense. The Buddha incense curled up from the Boshan stove, filling the quiet palace.

"I heard that since the day you came here, you will not be able to sleep peacefully." Xue Yan turned his back to him, closed the lid of the Boshan stove, turned off the fire, and his voice was low and indifferent.

Jun Huailang paused and subconsciously retorted, "It didn't..."

Then, Xue Yan turned around.

Jun Huailang's slightly pale complexion and dark blue eyes all hit Xue Yan's eyes.

Xue Yan glanced at him lightly, as if he didn't hear his rebuttal, and asked in a statement tone, "Why don't you tell others?"

Jun Huailang toiled in the Queen's Palace all morning, and didn't sleep well last night. At this time, he felt a little dizzy, and he didn't realize what Xue Yan meant for a while: "What did you say?"

Xue Yan was silent for a moment and did not speak.

Jun Huailang was stunned for a while, and then heard Xue Yan say indifferently, "I will move out as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, he saw Xue Yan turned and walked out. Jun Huailang hurried forward a few steps, grabbed his arm, and asked, "Why are you moving out? You're already your aunt's child, so how can you move to another place?"

Xue Yan turned around and neatly pulled his arm out of Jun Huailang's hand.

Jun Huailang was caught off guard, and was staggered by his actions.

"you……"

"His Royal Highness, it's time to learn a lesson."

Jun Huailang hurriedly raised his hand to support the porch next to him, and just as he stabilized his body, he heard Xue Yan's cool and thin voice.

He looked up and saw Xue Yan standing on the spot, turning slightly sideways, looking down at him.

That look made Jun Huailang suddenly come to a previous life, and Xue Yan's eyes were the same when he glanced at the corridor of Yonghe Palace.

"Did no one ever tell you that I came into the world with seven slayings, and I will kill my parents and harm my kinship. Anyone who approaches me will not end in a good life?"

He heard Xue Yan's voice calm and calm, as if he was stating some indisputable fact.

Jun Huailang has naturally heard of it. He has heard many people, even everyone, say this. But he had never heard these words come out of Xue Yan's mouth. It was such an understatement, as if he was telling him that today is a fine weather.

"Even if no one told you, you've had enough of the hardship during this time." He heard Xue Yan continue. "Even if His Royal Highness doesn't mind, I don't want to carry an extra life on your back and increase my infamy."

After he finished speaking, he didn't leave, just stood there, staring indifferently at Jun Huailang, who was leaning on the porch.

Xu is that Xue Yan didn't notice it himself, he picked it out, but he was still vaguely expecting an answer.

Any kind of answer.

And Jun Huailang also understood.

Xue Yan was certain that his nightmare was related to him, and it was his fault, so he had to leave Mingluan Palace because of this.

His expression was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and what he said was very unpleasant, but Jun Huailang's heart tugged uncontrollably, making him a little unbearable.

How much pain does a person have to endure alone before he is sure that he is a lone star, will bring disaster, and become accustomed to it.

Jun Huailang was reborn and knew that this was clearly nonsense and a fallacy.

Looking at Xue Yan's indifferent and indifferent appearance, it is clearly a pair of cold armor to hide the scarred body underneath.

Jun Huailang stood up straight on the pillar and walked straight to Xue Yan.

"Who said I had nightmares about you?" He stopped in front of Xue Yan, raised his head slightly, and looked at Xue Yan. "And who said that, you have seven killings, and you want to overcome your parents' kinship?"

Xue Yan thought to himself, is it still human to say something that the whole world knows?

But then, Jun Huailang's clear Lingling's voice entered his ears unexpectedly.

"You have nothing against anyone." Jun Huailang said firmly. "They're talking nonsense."