Qing Luo, who didn't understand the situation, was in a panic. 。"Ge'er!" Xiao Yu Fu was also anxious: "Qing Luo, Ge'er looks like she's drunk. You quickly help her to the side room to rest!" "Yes!" Q..."Your Highness, your wounds are not yet healed. The journey to Lanshan Temple is long and arduous. You should..." Today was the first day of the month. Qian Sichen, as usual, instructed Ling Tian to prepare for her, as she was going to Lanshan Temple to pray for the Empress Dowager's health. However, Ling Tian felt that with his injuries, it wasn't suitable to travel so far... 。"Ling Tian, this palace said that I will go every first day of the month, don't say now this palace's injury is almost healed, even if it's climbing, this palace has to climb there." 。 her slender hand, gracefully picked up the teacup, lifted a corner of her veil, took a delicate sip, and then gracefully put it down. 。Xiao Yu's song narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at her, su...