There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

Sending off the thankful Johnson, the woman stared at Qinglan, and a hungry wolf rushed up and hugged Qinglan's arm.

"Do you know the hidden rules?" Qing Lan silently twitched her arms.

"Of course, I'm in the top [-] points. You don't know. In the Moussekong Survival Competition, there was an earthquake and poisonous gas below. I kept flying and flying, and it was not easy to end the competition." The woman's eyes rolled: "If you want Come with me, and I'll tell you the hidden rules I know."

Qinglan lowered her head and glanced at the woman who refused to let go: "No need."

"You said no, I know you want it in your heart." The woman raised her eyebrows, turned slightly sideways, and put one hand on Qinglan's side: "As long as you are with me, my lord will take you flying!"

Qing Lan slowly pushed the woman's arm away: "Goodbye."

"Oh, you are so rigid, don't leave! How can I live without you!" The woman's voice was so loud that the people in the next room frequently probed.

"So, you come to me once a day, and I'll tell you the hidden rules I know, okay?" The woman grabbed Qinglan's clothes tightly.

Qinglan turned around, took out a penny from her pocket, and poured spiritual power into it. The copper coin injected with spiritual power gave off a faint light, which made the woman startled.

"This one." Qing Lan handed over the coin expressionlessly.

The woman took the coin and felt it, and there was a slight joy on her face. Then she thought about it, and the woman stretched out two fingers: "One price, two!"

Qinglan didn't bargain, and injected spiritual power into another coin, and threw it at the woman.

"Deal!" The woman happily held the coin and lowered her voice: "Except for what we have just seen, after the contestant kills the contestant, the body of the dead contestant will be resurrected and forgotten, the hidden rules I got are, Once a contestant is locked by the hunter, other contestants can see the true face of the contestant."

Qinglan frowned slightly, locked?How to lock?What counts as a lock?

"Hey, I said you are really lucky. You were a nobleman when you first came. I just picked out a red skirt, and I became a female branch girl!" The woman sighed: "People are deader than people!"

"Goodbye." Qing Lan didn't want to stay too long, straightened her clothes, and walked out of the woman's room.

The woman leaned out half of her body dedicatedly, and waved the handkerchief in her hand: "Master, come again next time, I'll give you a bargain!"

Qinglan's footsteps paused slightly, and the eyes of the men and women beside her suddenly changed when they saw Qinglan, what kind of ability?Can you also get discounts for girls?

Qing Lan left Cleveland Road with a blank expression, and found the driver at the intersection who was bargaining with the roadside vendors.

The coachman was slightly surprised when he saw Qing Lan: "My lord, are you leaving so soon?"

Qinglan nodded calmly: "There is nothing I want."

"Hey, I also feel that the goods on Cleveland Road are getting worse and worse." The driver said thoughtfully: "A few days ago I came to find Real, and the price went up. not good……"

The driver pulled Qing Lan all the way to an apartment. Qing Lan felt in her bosom. There were several keys with house numbers engraved on them.

"My lord, we're here. I'll pick you up tomorrow! Let Little Fran send me a message!" The coachman left, and Qing Lan found her own residence according to the number on the key.

Opening the door, the room is not very big, and it seems that there is only one person living in it.Qing Lan breathed a sigh of relief, trying to get used to this hut.

Qing Lan tidied up the house and found a diary on the desk, which recorded the past of this body.

Colin is the youngest son of the family. His father is a viscount and owns a small piece of land in the countryside. Colin has three older brothers. The eldest son can inherit the title. The other sons either join the army or get married. Colin has always been clever. My father asked someone to find a job for Colin in London. Colin was also lucky. It just so happened that the palace guards were recruiting. After Colin signed up, he went through a series of selections and managed with his father, and became a member of the Coldstream Guards. .

Qinglan shared Ke Lin's diary, flipped through other books on the desk, they were all poetry collections, and some poems written by Ke Lin, they all praised love. In the poems, there were many golden yellow words shining like the sun. Based on the hair color, Qinglan guessed that Colin might have fallen in love with a blonde girl.

Sighing slightly, Qing Lan took off the coat with golden buttons, untied the tight black vest, leaving only the white shirt inside.

Subconsciously brushing away the slightly curly hair piled up on her neck, Qing Lan looked at her hands, although she changed her mind, some small movements cannot be changed, the body's muscle memory is inevitable.

Qinglan took out a few coins, injected spiritual power into them, turned around and found a black shirt in the closet, changed into a black suit, tied her slightly curly black hair down to her shoulders by the way, Qinglan took advantage of the night, He picked up his light work and rushed to Hampton Palace.

The castle is huge, and Qing Lan searched room by room, but found nothing.Hearing the slight sound of footsteps, Qing Lan jumped up very close to the stairs and grabbed the top.

A butler-like man came down the stairs with a sigh and met a maid.

"Sir, how is your highness?" the maid asked worriedly.

"Sigh." The housekeeper sighed deeply: "I have asked the bishop to look at it, but it hasn't improved. The bishop said that this is God's test for His Royal Highness."

"May the glory of the Lord shine on Your Highness, Amen." The steward drew a sign of the cross on his chest, and the maid was moved by his pious appearance.

"Go, do your job well." The butler commanded the maid.

"Okay, sir." The maid gave a slight salute and left with the things in her hand.

After the two left, Qinglan went up the resplendent stairs. Seeing the most closely guarded room by the guards, Qinglan memorized the location of the room, went outside the castle, and climbed up the ten-meter-high wall calmly.

Through the window, Qinglan saw the man lying on the bed, his face was pale, his tall nose cast a shadow, his lips were like rose petals, and his golden hair looked more noble.

A gorgeous silk quilt covers the man, and two maids and a missionary-like figure are guarding beside him, holding a thick book in his hand, reading at the man's bedside.

Qinglan watched quietly, until late at night, when the people around the man were drowsy, Qinglan opened the window and deftly rolled in.

Qinglan put a few coins infused with spiritual power in the man's hand, under the pillow.

While moving the pillow, the man's eyes slowly opened, looking at Qinglan tiredly and weakly.

"I thought you weren't coming." The man stretched out a hand and grabbed Qinglan's arm.

Qinglan made a silent gesture for the man, and the dozing priest kowtowed unceasingly, almost hitting the "Bible" in his hand every time.

The man grabbed Qing Lan, Qing Lan stared at the man, Qing Lan made gestures, took out a coin infused with spiritual power, and put it in the man's hand, indicating that she was leaving.

The man nodded slightly, and pulled Qing Lan's hand violently, Qing Lan's body sank, the man raised his head, and rose petal-like lips fell on Qing Lan's cheek.

Qinglan was stunned, and the Bible in the priest's hand slowly slipped from his knee.

Qing Lan backed away two steps, turned out the window, the man was lying on the bed, eyes closed, the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

"Crack!" The book fell on the blanket with a muffled sound. The priest woke up suddenly, hurriedly picked up the "Bible" on the ground, and looked around nervously.

His Royal Highness was still asleep, but his complexion improved a lot and his breathing became even.

The priest crossed himself excitedly: "Thank you, Lord, for your mercy."

When Qinglan went to the locker room the next day, the companions around were talking about miracles.

"Do you know? His Royal Highness suddenly fell ill, and His Excellency was reciting the Gospel by His Highness's bed. This morning, His Highness was able to get out of bed and go to church to pray in person. It's a miracle!"

"Your Highness, the Prince, is taken care of by the Lord. I have no doubts about this. It must have been the devil's trick yesterday, which caused His Highness the Prince to suffer misfortune."

Qing Lan silently put on her boots and flicked the dust on them.

"Hey, Ke Lin, why don't you talk? Usually when His Royal Highness is mentioned, you are the one who talks the most." A man in uniform came over and patted Qing Lan jokingly.

"Yeah, come on, come on, recite your love poem again, oh~ that golden hair burns my eyes~ may the golden light of heaven shine like this~" Someone stood on the wooden chair exaggeratedly, Recite the love poem Qing Lan saw on Ke Lin's desk.

"Hahaha~" A burst of laughter rang out, and the locker room became extremely lively.

Qing Lan subconsciously brushed the hair on her shoulders, and put on a hat with red feathers.

"Hey guys, are you ready? How come you look like a girl on Cleveland Road, and you have to groom before you meet people?"

"It's coming." Everyone speeded up, and there was no time to tease Colin.

Qing Lan followed the crowd expressionlessly and repeated yesterday's actions. Standing in front of Hampton Palace, she looked at the passers-by in front of her with a serious expression.

A gorgeous carriage came from outside, the gate opened, the maids and housekeepers rushed over, and the leading guard stepped forward to salute: "Welcome Your Highness the Prince."

The steps to get off the carriage were laid out, and the man walked down slowly. The indifferent demeanor around him made everyone want to back away.

A tight-fitting, wide-sleeved aristocratic dress with gold patterns on a white background is extremely conspicuous, vividly showing the nobleness and elegance of the owner. The coat is not fastened with a single row of gold buttons carved with roses. It swings slightly as the man gets off the car, straight The long legs are particularly eye-catching.

The man's blond hair seemed to have been kissed by an angel. It was shiny and soft, and just one glance was enough to attract attention.

When the man got off the carriage, he seemed a little absent-minded, but his every move was full of royal elegance.

Qing Lan watched the man pass by blankly, a bird that was originally on a tree branch flew down and landed on Qing Lan's shoulder.

The man glanced casually, and the moment he saw Qing Lan's face, his footsteps stopped involuntarily.

"Your name?" The man walked over elegantly, and stood opposite Qing Lan, with a hint of misery hidden in his eyes.