Chapter 17: The Military Banquet (1)
Since they met, Lan Zhi had never seen Duan Ling so aggressive. The man's thin lips were pursed, his face was heavy, and his eyes were brewing with uncontrollable anger. But her face did not waver at all. She just shook her head calmly: "Brother, you are too worried. ”
Duan Ling squinted at her. She was unmoved by his words, what does that mean? What he just said, she had already imagined. She had doubts about the man, but she chose to believe it. Cause...... It's nothing more than that she thinks the man has real feelings for her.
Sure enough, Lan Zhi said calmly: "I have my will, and I am not controlled by him. If he can make me obey his heart, then he is also wise. She paused for a moment and said two words without waves: "I recognize." ”
- This girl...... It's hopeless! Su Rili saw her cold and indifferent, but unexpectedly, in the bottom of her heart, she was a loving master!
Duan Ling secretly scolded Lan Zhi for being paranoid, but there was a sigh on his face: "Okay, since you are so determined, then I believe in your vision." But you should always tell me, who is that person, right? ”
Lan Zhi was not fooled. She didn't answer, but she raised her head and said seriously: "In short, I am not a fine work from the Central Plains." I didn't know anything about their plans, and I wasn't interested. What happened recently was an accident, and it will definitely not happen again. That's what I can assure you. ”
That's all? Duan Ling was helpless in his heart. Not only did she not answer his name, but she also did not tell him the true purpose of her coming to Vast Heaven City. But he didn't dare to force it again, for fear that he wouldn't be able to force an answer, which caused Lan Zhi to be more cautious, and in the future, he wanted to investigate secretly, but he couldn't find out the clue. So I can only comfort myself: at least she is not a fine work of the Central Plains. As long as she doesn't work carefully, even if she causes any trouble in the future, there is more or less room for manoeuvre.
As for the man who dared to use Lan Zhi as a pawn...... Duan Ling lowered his eyes slightly, covering the killing intent under his eyes.
Lan Zhi saw that Duan Ling was silent with lowered eyes, and was a little nervous. Tonight, Duan Ling was digging out her heart and lungs, but she still chose to hide it from him. With such an unequal attitude, she was afraid that Duan Ling would be unhappy. But I heard the man say without a beginning or an end: "Your shoes are wet." ”
Lan Zhi was stunned for a moment, looked down, and sure enough, she saw a circle of water stains on the upper of her shoes. Duan Ling summoned urgently, she left in a hurry, her clothes were not changed, and she was still wearing loafers in the house. It's normal to walk around with such a thick layer of snow and get wet. She didn't care, but she saw Duan Ling turn his back to her and squatted down: "Come up, I'll carry you." ”
The man's shoulders are broad, and he looks very safe and reliable. Lan Zhi felt that she should refuse, but she just stood in a daze, with a faint expectation in her heart.
She has never been carried by anyone, but she has carried many people. The adoptive father was strict and old-fashioned, taught her to be dedicated, but treated her politely, not to mention carrying her and hugging her since she was a child, and even her hand was never held. The adoptive mother was dignified and virtuous, and when she walked, her skirt did not move at all, and she never carried her. After the Central Plains Imperial City was broken that year, they were beheaded and their heads hung on the city wall, but it was Lan Zhi who dragged their seriously injured bodies and carried their mutilated bodies to the mountain one by one to bury them.
The younger brother Xiao Lanzhi is two years old, eccentric and naughty. He was only 14 years old when he died, he was not as tall as her, and he had never practiced martial arts, so he couldn't carry her. Occasionally, when she went hunting in the mountains, her brother would follow her, but she couldn't stay up long, but she slept to death. Lan Zhi carried him on his back and sent him back to the house.
As for Xiao Jianchu...... The man had always been frail, occasionally getting sick, and had to use a wheelchair to get around. She never expected him to carry her. One day, however, he suddenly fell ill in her house, and there were no guards around her, so she carried him on her back and rushed to the village for medical treatment.
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Duan Ling was unexpectedly patient, just holding the lantern and squatting there quietly. Candlelight projected from in front of him, outlining his outline, and in the snowy night, the broad shoulders became inexplicably seductive. Lan Zhi had an illusion for a moment, as if as long as she lay on her stomach, the pain and grievances she had suffered would disappear. She didn't feel that she had made a decision in her heart, but her feet moved slowly, and she walked over one step at a time. Then she stood helplessly behind Duan Ling for a moment, and finally leaned over and wrapped her hands around his shoulders and neck.
Duan Ling stood up. But after waiting for a while, Lan Zhi's feet were still hanging in the air, hanging straight behind him. The man couldn't help but laugh: "Are you going to hang it all the time?" He handed the lantern to Lan Zhi and raised his hand slightly: "Feet stretch out." ”
Lan Zhi reacted, felt embarrassed, and buried her head in his clothes. But he obediently took the lantern and lifted his foot. Duan Ling dragged her legs and knees, and then slowly walked forward.
Lan Zhi was quietly ashamed for a while, and gradually began to be curious: she obviously saw snowflakes falling on Duan Ling's back, but the clothes were not wet, and she could feel the warmth of his body when she lay on it. She has always felt that she is tall, but compared with him, she has a little bit of a bird. His hands are strong, his steps are steady, and he is more comfortable to carry on his back than in a sedan chair, and ...... She felt that he could carry her for a long, long time, and he would not get tired.
Originally...... Is this what it's like to be carried on someone's back? It turns out that this is my brother...... He is older than her, more mature than her, stronger than her, can she occasionally put away her strength and coldness, and rest on his back? Lan Zhi finally realized what her brother felt on her back back - she was so relieved that she could sleep.
Thoughts were mixed, something was brewing between her lips and teeth, Lan Zhi opened her mouth, but did not make a sound.
Duan Ling walked for a while, and could only hear Lan Zhi's gentle breathing, and once wondered if she had fallen asleep. Unexpectedly, the woman called carefully: "Brother......"
The voice was faint and soft, a little timid, and a little faintly joyful. The tail note was accompanied by snowflakes, turning leisurely in the wind and burrowing into Duan Ling's ears. Duan Ling couldn't believe it for a while, this was actually Lan Zhi's voice. He tilted his head slightly: "You called me?" ”
Lan Zhi was silent again. Half-loud, Fang muttered, "...... You snatched my sword. ”
For no reason, Duan Ling suddenly felt a softness in his heart. He smiled shallowly: "Who said I robbed it?" I'm just keeping it for you. He paused and explained, "You can't use that sword." It was your father's sword, and when he led the Nalan family guards out of Haotian City, it was this sword, and besides me, there were other people who recognized it. He paused for a moment and admonished, "...... I don't want him to know who you are. In the future, if you take a shower and change clothes, you should also pay attention to it, so that no one will see the birthmark on your back. ”
He thought that Lan Zhi would ask why, and was still thinking about how to prevaricate the past, but unexpectedly, the woman said "um", and there was no follow-up.
She was so obedient, but it made Duan Ling feel at ease. After walking for a while, Lan Zhi suddenly called carefully: "Brother......"
Duan Ling shuddered. It turned out that it wasn't his delusion just now, Lan Zhi really could talk like this! This is...... You're spoiling, aren't you?! He took a deep breath: "What's wrong again?" ”
Lan Zhi was silent. This time, she didn't find any more topics, so she simply remained silent. But Duan Ling walked for a while, but she called out again: "Brother......"
The corners of Duan Ling's mouth twitched. At first, he asked her to call his brother, but he thought her shy appearance was funny and wanted to tease her, but unexpectedly, this person took it seriously and was addicted.
Some inexplicable feelings were about to move in his body, Duan Ling suddenly felt a little dry, and said decisively: "Don't call me again if it's okay." ”
After saying this, he clearly felt the body of the person on his back stiffen.
Duan Ling: "......"
- Really...... It's obvious that she has nothing to call people blindly, and she still scratches her heart like this, why now, it seems that he bullied her!
Lan Zhi didn't speak again for a long time, and it seemed that she had really been hit. Duan Ling was helpless in the end: "Forget it, you can call if you like." He looked up at the sky and smiled softly: "...... Who made you king? ”
Half a sound, the woman on her back relaxed her body. She didn't call him again, but she moved, and buried her head back in his shoulder socket......
After this night, Lan Zhi began to rethink how to kill Xiang Jinxiu. At one time, she only wanted to achieve her goal, and she didn't mind triggering a chase from the officers and soldiers later. But now she is starting to think about assassination. Duan Ling's existence made her feel that in the chaotic world, she was finally no longer a leaf of duckweed, and she could find a landing point again. She didn't want to be wanted by the government for revenge, and she would never be able to set foot in Haotian City again, and she would never see Duan Ling again.
But if you want to assassinate Xiang Jinxiu, it's not easy to say. Since the incident in the prison, Xiang Jinxiu has become more and more unwilling to see her. Occasionally, he would come to the women's barracks to teach boxing and kicking, and laughed with the female soldiers, but Lan Zhi could be seen, but his face immediately turned cold and he didn't talk to her at all. Lan Zhi secretly studied his martial arts, and realized more and more clearly that there was an undeniable gap in strength between her and Xiang Jinxiu, and there was no way to get close to him, so she had to wait patiently for the opportunity.
And after Duan Ling revealed his identity, his kindness to her became more and more obvious and courteous. Ignoring Lan Zhi's dissuasion, he sent her new furniture, and after some renovation, Lan Zhi's living room stood out in the women's barracks. often takes her out and accompanies her to play in Haotian City, and no one before or after him does not shy away from his pampering.
He didn't let Lan Zhi reveal his identity, so everyone thought that Lan Zhi was on good terms with him. Originally, this misunderstanding did not hurt the substance, but Lan Zhi was planning an assassination. She was worried that Duan Ling had too close contact with her, and if her assassination was revealed in the future, he would be implicated.
Lan Zhi tried to communicate with Duan Ling without explaining the reason, asking to keep her distance from him in front of outsiders. But Duan Ling just laughed it off and ignored her intentions.
How to get rid of the relationship with Duan Ling has become another big problem in front of Lan Zhi. She was bothering about this problem, and one snowy night, Yuan Qiaoqiao returned to the women's barracks from Yongshan.