He Lan Tianxia

"Are you even a man?" The old pine spirit was lifted up by a hand, and a woman's voice rang in his ear, "If you are a man, do you have to shout it out to everyone?"

Old Pine Tree Spirit: "..."

The old pine tree spirit felt as if its body was being played with, being swayed back and forth, making its heart pound so hard it felt like its life was hanging by a thread.

The old pine tree spirit secretly opened its eyes, glanced upwards, and immediately burst into tears, unable to hold back its shout:

"Your Highness, save me."

Then, the old pine tree spirit looked with delight at Murong Junlan, who had frozen Lingyi in the distance with "Silver Ring Illusion," and cried out in joy. It broke free, rolled over, and hugged Murong Junlan's leg, wailing.

"Your Majesty, you are finally here."

"Bring the wine." Murong Junlan looked at Ling Yi, but spoke to the old pine tree spirit.

The old pine tree spirit scrambled to its feet and happily ran off to fetch the wine. Jiang He, having been rescued from the clutches of the serpent by Murong Junlan at the last moment, was still momentarily stunned. He vaguely thought that if the prince had arrived even a second later, he would already be inside the serpent's belly. His death would be a pity, but the awakened serpent might regret it for the rest of its life, or perhaps even transform into a demon—the difference was imminent.

"Jiang He, are you alright? Sit over there and rest."

Jiang He was so frightened that he was speechless. He hadn't taken more than a few steps when he collapsed to the ground.

"Guard Jiang, wake up." The woman rushed over and lifted Jiang He's head with one hand.

Murong Junlan took out a bright yellow pill from his body and tossed it to Yan'er. Yan'er took it and swallowed it with some wine.

"He should be alright." Murong Junlan's silver ring illusion still held the fierce Ling Yi still. The wine arrived, and Murong Junlan took it, then grabbed a handful of yellow pills from his pocket and stuffed them into Ling Yi's mouth without hesitation.

Ling Yi's arrogance gradually weakened, and his upright body went limp until his fierce eyes opened. After staring for a while, he finally recognized Murong Junlan. He weakly called out "Your Highness" and then fell to the ground with a thud. At the moment of impact, Murong Junlan exerted a force to catch Ling Yi, who simply lay face down on the ground.

Murong Junlan asked, "Where is Luo Xie?"

The old pine tree spirit eagerly answered, "In the big tree hollow."

Murong Junlan, along with Lingyi, helped Jiang He into the large tree cave. After taking the pill from Murong Junlan, Luo Xie quickly woke up, though his martial arts seemed to have declined somewhat.

"Your Highness!" Murong Junlan was about to tell everyone to rest when Jiang He suddenly shouted. Then there was a cracking sound, and Yan'er suddenly fell to the ground without warning.

"Yan'er." Murong Junlan hurriedly picked up Yan'er and, led by the dwarf, entered the inner rest room. Murong Junlan took out several yellow pills from his person and gave them to Yan'er, but Yan'er remained fast asleep. A look of worry flashed across Murong Junlan's brows.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with the Princess Consort...?" Jiang He asked.

"It seems she's forgotten about me," Murong Junlan sighed.

Jiang He asked with delight, "Your Highness, do you remember the Princess?"

Murong Junlan looked bewildered and asked, "Have I ever forgotten her?"

Jiang He cursed himself for his sharp tongue. He wiped the sweat that had just appeared on his forehead and nodded, replying, "It's all in the past. Just remember it."

Murong Junlan stood up from the bedside and paced back and forth several times without coming to a conclusion. He suddenly stared intently at Jiang He, causing Jiang He's newly risen joy to plummet back into ice water, his heart skipping a beat. Sure enough, Murong Junlan spoke:

"Jiang He, if I ever forget the Princess Consort, you are allowed to slap me until I remember."

Upon hearing this, Jiang He's legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud: "Your Highness, please forgive this humble servant."

"This is an order." Ignoring Jiang He's pleas, Murong Junlan asked earnestly, "How long have I forgotten the Princess this time?"

Jiang He cursed himself for his sharp tongue, but poor thing, he rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.