&1t;/p>

Qi Ye and her bedroom, Ye Weilan knew everything in it.&1t;/p>

So she was very sure that this videotape was not here at the beginning.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye lost the plate given by Emperor Ou today, and it was impossible for him to bring it back.&1t;/p>

That can only be...&1t;/p>

A hazy guess took shape in the heart, and Ye Weilan bit her lip.&1t;/p>

This video tape was placed here by Ning Yuan and the others.&1t;/p>

They also deliberately sent Qi Ye away...&1t;/p>

Recalling the purpose of Ou Ruoqinghan coming here...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's face turned pale.&1t;/p>

She stared at the video tape and her eyes sank deeply.&1t;/p>

Can't escape...&1t;/p>

Once everything in the world is avoided, the pain will be doubled.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan had a white face and plain white hands, picked up the dark and deep video tape, slowly walked to the TV, and turned on the phone.&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

"Your Majesty, Princess Lan has obtained another devil fruit. There is hope of lifting the curse. Next, we just need to find the wife. Why are you so depressed?" The calm-looking servant asked respectfully.&1t;/p>

Ou Ruoqinghan stood in front of the window, looked up at the direction of the 6 palaces, on the other side of the distant sky, at the end of the clouds, a beautiful worry-free paradise living with his beloved wife.&1t;/p>

He hasn't seen her for more than twenty years...&1t;/p>

A faint grief flashed through Ou Ruoqinghan's eyes: "It's too late..."&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

"It's too late..." In the beautiful garden of flowers, white marble angel statues stand tall, beautiful and sacred.&1t;/p>

Lan stood in the flowers, her beautiful face was smiling, and there was no sign of blame. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance: "It is not enough to have a devil fruit. They still need time to study it, and time has become a luxury for them."&1t;/p>

Roman knelt on one knee under the steps, raised his eyes and looked at the person ahead, with a deep look in his eyes: "Aman doesn't understand..."&1t;/p>

Lan smiled, leaned over and helped her up, her voice softly, her eyes understood and tolerant: "Aman, you are very good, your intelligence should be used where you are good at. I know Kun's departure makes you very sad, but you shouldn't get involved in these things."&1t;/p>

Roman lowered his head, his eyes were guilty and indignant: "Master, if it weren't for my soft heart, Kun might not have died..."&1t;/p>

Lan's slender and beautiful hands gently brushed across her head: "Kun's departure is his own choice. You can miss him, but don't punish yourself with his death... As for other things, Master believes you can handle them well."&1t;/p>

Roman looked at him quietly.&1t;/p>

Lan turned around and walked towards the flowerbed. The silk scattered on her shoulders was lifted by the wind. He smiled softly: "You are tired too, go and have a rest."&1t;/p>

Roman's deep eyes, after a moment of confusion, became firm again, and turned around and walked down the steps step by step.&1t;/p>

After Roman left, Lan looked up at the blue sky, her beautiful pupils flashed with a soft luster: "... Time is running out..."&1t;/p>

"Wang, it's less than two months since the wife's surgery. If there is no movement there, it's very likely..."&1t;/p>

Lan smiled, and his tone coexisted with admiration and distress: "These two young people are too stubborn. They will never learn to compromise until the end. They make things difficult every time. In the end, they will still end up with their own hardships."&1t;/p>

"Wang, what are we going to do?"&1t;/p>

Lan turned her head and looked at a young woman beside her: "Mei, please go there yourself."&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!