Chapter 321 Return (Part 1)

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It’s so cold.

Olina felt cold all over, and no matter how she curled up her limbs, she couldn’t resist the coldness.

Where is this?

Have those people left, or are they still around?

She tried her best to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy.

Most of her consciousness was still on the day of the breakout. Facing the endless lightning and thunder, she carried three people and barely climbed up. It was not easy to cross the city wall and enter the mountain area. It must be said that the three people were too heavy. The insufficient strength soon reached the bottom. No matter how she flapped her wings, she couldn’t stop her body from falling like a stone.

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

After that, all her thoughts became intermittent fragments.

Sometimes she seemed to be moving, and sometimes she seemed to be stationary somewhere.

Olina could only judge her state by the occasional conversation.

Nothing could be worse than this.

Shangyuan City would never sit back and watch her escape, not to mention that Xia Fan was an extremely dangerous Shaper. The Privy Council would definitely conduct a large-scale search. Once these people decided to leave her alone, she would not even be able to escape. Besides, the agreement only mentioned that they would leave the city together and then set her free. Abandoning a burden was not a violation of the agreement.

"This guy is trembling." Suddenly, a voice came to her ear.

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

These words made Olena feel a little more at ease.

Someone was talking, which at least proved that Xia Fan and his group did not abandon her in the wild and walk away - at least not so far.

Waves of dizziness came over her heart.

Olena resisted the urge to fall asleep, fearing that she would fall asleep and return to the prison of the Privy Council when she woke up.

Or rather... she would never wake up again.

This familiar dilemma seemed to take her back to the scene of waiting for the decision of the Prime Minister in the empty family hall several years ago.

The house was like a prison, dark inside, with the only light coming from the high windows on both sides.

The result of the ruling was that she could keep the name of the Okan family and let her brother continue to study at the Salerni Noble Academy.

But the prerequisite was that she had to go to the Far East and become a foreign envoy, using her merits to exchange for this qualification.

"It's too slow to take her with you." Finally someone mentioned the problem that the dragon girl was most worried about. "Although you arranged for the team to advance in separate troops, if the speed is too slow, we will fall behind and may still be discovered by the pursuers of the Privy Council."

"This is outside the boundaries of the capital. As long as you don't hand her over to the Privy Council, it can be regarded as abiding by the agreement, right?"

"Master, your sophistry level has risen again."

"But..." A small female voice said, "In this state, she will die if she is left in the wild."

"With the recovery ability of the demon, there is a 50% chance that she can survive, but how to do it depends on your decision."

The surrounding voices fell silent.

Olina opened her mouth to speak, but could only tremble her lips slightly and utter some meaningless low moans.

What she wanted to shout out was, don't leave her alone.

But no matter how loud she shouted, it seemed that no one could hear her.

Whether at this moment or in that family hall.

In the end, the scene left in front of her was the back of her brother being taken away, and then the door slammed shut, and darkness filled the room again. And in her hand, there was an appointment and dismissal order.

Suddenly, Olina felt her head being lifted up by a hand.

Then her chin was pinched open, and a piece of wood was inserted into her mouth.

The stick seemed to be hollow, and soon she tasted a warm juice, a little bitter, but more of a strong herbal flavor.

"I did say that after leaving Gyeonggi, she could go wherever she wanted, but she hasn't said it yet. So just use medicine to make her sleep, which is also convenient..."

The following voice became smaller and smaller, and it was no longer audible.

Olena felt the potion dissolving in her stomach, which seemed to dispel the coldness around her body, but also brought a strong sense of sleepiness. No matter how she struggled, she could not resist the fading of consciousness.

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

... She wanted to go home.

...

"Your Highness, this is the report submitted by Lord Mo Yun. She said that it contains this month's summary and next month's expenditure plan. You need to review it first."

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

"Your Highness Ning Wanjun!" Qiuyue had to raise her voice when she reminded him for the third time.

"Ah——" Ning Wanjun came back to her senses. She blinked, "Report, right? I see, you put it on the table, I will read it later."

Will I read it later? Qiuyue glanced at the documents piled high at the corner of the table. She had entered the study once half an hour ago, and the height of the documents at that time was almost the same as now.

It must be said that since the snow began to fall in Jinxia City, the efficiency of Her Royal Highness's work has plummeted. Sometimes she would be distracted for half a day, which made Qiuyue feel a little worried.

Of course, this is definitely not Her Royal Highness's problem.

It all comes down to something going wrong with Xia Fan.

The last contact was half a month ago, saying that the antenna needed to be disassembled for use, and that Jinxia City might no longer be able to be contacted. Isn't this deliberately misleading? Coupled with the arrival of the snow season, even if you want to take the initiative to inquire about the situation in Gyeonggi, you can't do it.

In the past, she wished that Xia Fan would stay in Shangyuan and not come back, but now she can't think so emotionally and rationally - first of all, Xia Fan has really helped the princess a lot, and he also has several brushes in his hand. The young master from an aristocratic family who brags about himself is very different; secondly, what he masters is too dangerous. If he is abducted by the Gyeonggi Headquarters, it will definitely be a big blow to the princess's career.

Therefore, Qiuyue decided to play the role that a maid should have and tried to enlighten Her Highness the Princess, "Actually, Your Highness doesn't have to worry too much."

"Huh?" Ning Wanjun glanced at her lazily.

"My servant observes that Xia Fan's behavior seems to be unconventional, but in fact he is quite stable. He said he would return to Jinxia, ​​so he should not have made a mistake. Now that the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, it will definitely slow down his journey. It’s normal to even be unable to move even an inch. I think... at best, you can wait until next spring when the snow melts—"

"Why, do you think I'm acting like this because he can't come back?" Ning Wanjun interrupted Qiuyue, "Of course not!"

"Huh? No...really?"

The princess patted the table and said, "How can I be anxious because of someone's delay? It's just a temporary loss of contact. Even if he doesn't come back in a month or two, I won't feel any discomfort!"

Seeing His Highness's righteous expression, Qiuyue swallowed and said, "Your Highness is absolutely right..."

"What I'm dissatisfied about is that he wanders outside alone, but I have to deal with the pile of things he left behind. There are endless paperwork to approve every day, and I can't even leave the villa. Don't you think it's very annoying? ?”

"Yes, it is indeed worth being angry." Seeing that the princess suddenly became so energetic, Qiuyue also felt relieved, "Would you like me to cook a bowl of white fungus and shredded chicken porridge for Your Highness? Drinking it in winter can not only drive away the cold, but also relieve fire."

Ning Wanjun nodded in agreement.

Qiuyue went out in a happy mood.

But when she returned to the study with the prepared porridge, there was no one in front of the desk.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

She put down the dishes and called the guards after searching for her to no avail, "Where is Her Highness the Princess?"

"Miss, someone came to report just now. His Highness went out immediately after hearing it."

"Report? What news?" Qiuyue asked.

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