After the incident, although the people of the capital still did not know about the incident, all the ministers of the court who were slightly active heard some rumors, and the atmosphere in the Lingyun court was also very dignified, and the eldest prince Chu Liurui disappeared in front of the public since the accident. It is said that he was punished by Chu Hengjue to reflect in the temple.

The palace ladies and princesses have also become extremely honest, and no one has come out to touch the bad luck at this critical time period.

Inside the Nangong Mansion

In the huge library attic, a shadow is half-leaning on the bookshelf, holding a book seriously and reading with her head down.

The slight footsteps made the girl's slightly drooping eyelids blink, and her gaze immediately turned to the location of the door.

Then, with the sound of the door being slammed, a woman appeared in the study.

"Miss!" said Charanthrier.

"How?" Nangong Yunxuan fell, and there was an imperceptible trace of anxiety in his voice.

"Miss Hui, news has come from Sheng, the new emperor of Lan Zhao has issued a secret order: gather troops in all directions, and the front-line generals will be ready at any time!"

Hearing this, Nangong Yun's hand clenched slightly, his eyes were cold and relieved, and there was a faint hint of forbearance and firmness. Slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again in the middle of the night, it was already clear.

"Tell grandpa and let them prepare in advance!"

"Yes!"

Putting down the scroll in his hand, Nangong Yun opened the door and left, the cool breeze of autumn entered the door, blowing up the silk book on the shelf, Xia Lan skimmed it casually, only to see that there was only one line of big characters on the page where the thin silk book was rolled.

The change of Lan Zhao, the shadow of the Valley of Hundred Flowers!

For several days, Lan Yeming would appear in Nangong Yun's boudoir every night, read books with her, chat, and then sleep peacefully and peacefully.

"Girl, how is this painting?" Stopping the pen, Lan Yeming turned his head slightly, and looked at Nangong Yun who was lying on the soft couch by the window reading a book.

Hearing this, Nangong Yun put down the book, got up and walked to the desk.

With just one glance, Nangong Yun was stunned.

The girl in the painting is wrapped in a plain white long skirt, embroidered with blue auspicious cloud patterns at the hem of the skirt, and covered with an ankle-length sky blue cloak. The girl stood fluttering, like a green lotus out of the water, standing in the sea of flowers.

Three thousand green silks fell on the shoulders like brocade, a pair of willow eyebrows were bent like crescent moons, but they were dyed with a faint coldness on the tips of the eyebrows; a pair of beautiful eyes were pitch black; the shadows of the eyelashes under the eyelids added an indescribable mystery to the whole face; the corners of the mouth were lightly pursed, as if with a trace of childlike dissatisfaction; charm and innocence were there. The slender and graceful figure is more lined with a girlish demeanor in the flowers and plants.

Is this yourself?

"Is it pretty?" asked Lan Yeming, who gently pulled the girl into his arms. His arms surrounded Nangong Yun from behind, and the warm breath sprinkled on Nangong Yun's ears, smearing the tips of his ears.

"This is when I was at the bottom?" asked Nangong Yun when he came back to his senses.

The latter nodded slightly, with a hint of pleasure and charm in his voice.

"At that time, you promised our relationship for the first time. So I remember it very clearly!"

Nangong Yun's ears were slightly red. Twisting his little face, he asked suspiciously, "Why do you want to draw it?"

"Like!" Blue Night lowered her head and imprinted a light kiss on the girl's white forehead.

"I'll paint a picture for you every year, okay?"

"That's... You have to draw beautifully!"

"Good!"

"Girl, I really want to marry you back to the mansion as soon as possible!" Lan Yeming's hands holding Nangong Yun shrank slightly, and his voice was a little low.

Feeling the heat in the man's chest, Nangong Yun smiled slightly, and his red lips opened lightly: "It's almost over!"

"I want now!" the latter muttered a few words in a childish whisper, and then picked him up vigorously in Nangong Yun's soft cry and came to the bedside.

Then came a passionate kiss.

Eventually, the two of them stopped slightly panting.

"You seem to have something wrong today?" Nangong Yun looked at the side silently, just hugged his Blue Night Ming tightly, subconsciously touched Lan Yeming's forehead and pulse, and said with a slightly red face.

"Hmm!" Lan Yeming buried his head in Nangong Yun's neck, and let out a muffled voice in his chest.

"I want to see you every day!"

"Isn't it possible to see it every day now?" Nangong Yun tried to push away the 'wall' that was pressing on him, but the other party didn't seem to want to leave, but stuck tighter. I had to give up.

"If I leave for a while, will you miss me?" After a while, the muffled voice of the blue night sounded again.

Hearing this, Nangong Yun was stunned at first, and then frowned. Forcefully pushed Lan Yeming away, looked at the other party's dark eyes, and spoke softly.

"You're going to the front?"

Seeing the little guy's suddenly serious appearance, the corners of Lan Yeming's mouth rose, and he knew that he couldn't hide this little girl. Reaching out to caress the girl's black and soft hair, she was opened by a girl.

The frowning and serious look made Lan Yeming's heart warm and nodded slightly.

"Why?"

"I always feel that Situ Zhe's behavior this time is not so simple, it seems to have a great premeditation. Moreover, the news from the Demon Domain that Situ Zhe may go to the front line in person. Lan Yeming replied unhurriedly, and at the same time perseveringly stroked the girl's hair again.

"Situ Zhe is familiar with the art of war and strategy, I don't worry about others!"

Looking at the man opposite who was explaining something to himself lightly, Nangong Yun felt inexplicable.

She suddenly remembered what the man said to herself that night when she was talking to her grandfather about the leader of the troops: Don't worry, I'm here!

She never denied that this man understands herself very well and loves herself very much!

This idiot!

"Fool!" Nangong Yun muttered, leaning over to block the latter's mouth.

Lan Ye was stunned, his slightly wide eyes flashed a trace of joy, and then he was mainly anti-guest, Xiao Yun'er took the initiative very few times, so he must cherish it!

The moonlight slowly climbed up the windowsill and imprinted like water on the two people embracing each other on the bed. It's like putting a silver veil on them.

"When are you leaving?" Nangong Yun couldn't help but ask, playing with one of Blue Night's big hands.

"Tomorrow!" replied Blue Night, honestly.

"So fast?" Nangong Yun pouted.

"Well, Lan Zhao's side has already started to act!"

The words fell, and he was speechless for a long time, Nangong Yun lowered his head and was silent, while Lan Yeming cautiously stared at the beauty in his arms. I'm afraid that his little one will not be happy in the slightest.

"Is it dangerous?" asked him.

"No! don't worry!" Blue Night Darkness was categorical. He had been fearless before, but now that he has someone to care about, he will naturally act more cautiously.

"Wait until you come back and marry me!"

"Good!"