Lan Zhi and Duan Ling have known each other for nearly half a year, and they have also had disagreements, but they have never quarreled with Duan Ling. But in the face of Duan Ling's questioning this time, she didn't flinch at all: "I don't want revenge. She didn't look into Duan Ling's eyes for a moment: "I just want to tell you that the sword has no eyes, even if you have superb martial arts, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not miss." ”

Duan Ling finally looked down at her. Lan Zhi's expression was still as indifferent as before, and her tone was unexpectedly soft, but the firmness in her eyes Duan Ling had never seen it. He heard her say, "No mistake, Ren Yuanbai is very important to me." I can change for you, I can even give up my principles for you, but I can't allow you to hurt him. He saw her holding his hand with her still bloodied hand, and asked seriously, "Brother, do you understand?" ”

The blood was sticky, the dark red was blinding. Duan Ling looked at her and said slowly, "Are you threatening me?" ”

Lan Zhi met his gaze: "No." I just found out that there are some things that I haven't been clear enough with you before. ”

For a moment, Duan Ling only felt anger surging in his heart. His words blurted out: "What if I really kill Ren Yuanbai today? He felt that his current posture must be ugly, but he couldn't help but ask, "How are you doing?" ”

Lan Zhi opened her mouth, then closed it again, silent for a while. She lowered her eyes and thought for a long time, and finally said, "I ......"

Duan Ling suddenly regretted it. He suddenly didn't want to hear Lan Zhi's answer. Seeing Lan Zhi speak, he turned around abruptly and interrupted her: "No need to say it. He walked to the horse and pulled his bag with a cold face: "You are injured, I will help you bandage it first." ”

Lan Zhi stood silently, and sure enough, he didn't say anything more. Duan Ling treated her wound briefly without saying a word, helped her on the horse, and sat behind her by himself. The two rode back to Skyland together. The road was bumpy, Duan Ling always wrapped around Lan Zhi's waist, and Lan Zhi kept leaning on Duan Ling's chest. The posture was so intimate that they could feel the warmth of each other's bodies, but for two hours back in the city, they were silent and never talked again.

Duan Ling sent Lan Zhi back to the right military guard and found a military doctor to come to treat him, but he returned home alone. It was evening, and when the housekeeper saw him coming back, he stepped forward with a smile and asked, "My lord, the bride has been waiting in the side hall for a day, when will Miss Lan Zhi come?" ”

Duan Ling paused, and the anger in his heart ignited again. He almost gritted his teeth and said, "Let them go back!" He added, "I don't want those things either!" Throw it all at me! ”

The butler was startled by his undisguised anger, and hurriedly retreated. Duan Ling walked back to the bedroom with a gloomy face, saw the sword hanging on the wall, suddenly drew the sword out of its sheath, and took a few steps to dance the sword in the courtyard!

But before a set of swordsmanship was finished, Duan Ling suddenly gathered his momentum and stood still. The man panted slightly, but he did not delay in calling: "Someone! Go find the housekeeper! Sue him...... "He paused for a moment, and suddenly raised his hand and shook it heavily! Throw the sword into the air and plunge it straight into the rockery! "Sue him, don't throw things!"

This night, Duan Ling's mind was irritable and he couldn't sleep all night. He felt that he had never been so angry, and he must have been angry for a long time. But in the early morning of the second day, he got up and dressed, and at a glance he caught a glimpse of Lan Zhi's sword on the desk, and suddenly remembered that on the night of the snowy night, Lan Zhi lay on his back and muttered: "You snatched my sword ......"

For no reason, yesterday's anger suddenly became unreal. Duan Ling recalled the woman's delicate and soft voice at that time, only to feel that his heart seemed to be scratched by a feather, and he was about to move inexplicably. He walked absentmindedly to the side hall, and saw a red hall. Duan Ling stopped in front of a set of wedding clothes, looked at the well-cut waist of the clothes, and thought to himself: No matter which one it is, my Azhi will be very beautiful in it.

The man's fingertips slowly swiped over the dress, as if he were not touching a suit, but caressing the woman he loved. The silk was silky to the touch, Duan Ling withdrew his hand and sighed softly.

- He misses her.

It was at this moment that Duan Ling suddenly realized that the contradictions that seemed to be irresolvable yesterday were not a problem when he thought about it now. Yesterday, he couldn't tolerate Lan Zhi hurting himself, and he couldn't tolerate Lan Zhi going toe-to-toe with him for an outsider, but today he couldn't help but think, what if Lan Zhi ignored his hard work? What about the way she lost her temper too much? What if Ren Yuanbai is more important than him for the time being?

- She's going to marry him!

He can prevent her from hurting herself, and he can coax her not to make her angry. In addition, Ren Yuanbai had already left Haotian City. Without Ren Yuanbai, he would never touch Lan Zhi's bottom line again, and he would never face yesterday's predicament again, so why should he be serious with Lan Zhi?

Duan Ling looked around the hall, a little glad and secretly thought: Fortunately, he was not willing to throw these things away yesterday. Otherwise, if you prepare again, you don't know how much time you will waste!

said that after Lan Zhi returned to the dormitory, she also tossed and turned all night. She didn't feel that she had done anything wrong, but Duan Ling was very angry, so she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart. She secretly guessed how things would develop, whether she and Duan Ling could still get married as scheduled, thinking so crankily, before she knew it, the sky was getting brighter.

To her surprise, when the first rays of morning light shone into the room through the window lattice, Duan Ling actually came to look for her. The man put a small clay pot on the table as usual, touched her forehead with concern, and asked softly: "Ah Zhi, why is your face so bad?" Is it because the wound hurts and you don't sleep well? ”

Lan Zhi was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while. Her face was poor because she hadn't slept all night, but this daughter's thoughts, which had been turned around for thousands of years, were not easy to tell Duan Ling, so she just replied vaguely: "The military doctor has good medicine, and it doesn't hurt too much." ”

Duan Ling went to open the small clay pot, which turned out to be a pot of mullet soup. He set up the dishes and chopsticks for Lan Zhi, and went to help Lan Zhi get up: "Come and have breakfast." The mullet has muscles and nourishes blood, I specially let the chef stew it, and it is still warm. ”

The expected quarrel did not appear, and Lan Zhi stared at the small clay pot on the table, a little overwhelmed. She struggled for a while, but at last she coveted the gentleness and thoughtfulness of a man, sat up with his strength, and walked to the table.

An unpleasantness came so violently, but left silently. Both of them tacitly agreed not to mention yesterday's events again. The items in the side hall finally came in handy, and the marriage continued to be organized in an orderly manner. After half a month, one morning, Duan Ling said to Lan Zhi with a little sadness: "Ah Zhi, can you accompany me to a banquet tomorrow night?" ”

Lan Zhi was holding a sword to make a gesture, and was stunned when she heard this: "What banquet?" ”

Duan Ling lazily leaned over to the tree on the side: "An opponent held a birthday banquet for his concubine and invited me to participate." ”

Lan Zhi was puzzled: "Since it's the right one, why do you want to participate?" ”

Duan Ling pouted: "I didn't want to participate, but the saint mentioned it a few days ago and asked me to get along with him." He paused, and raised his chin slightly with a little smugness: "That man has hosted a banquet with many colleagues, and many of them have a good relationship with me." They knew I was going to get married, and they kept saying they wanted to see you. I thought that my Ah Zhi was so beautiful, and I really should bring it to them to see her, so that they could envy her. ”

Lan Zhi blushed slightly, but responded: "I haven't participated in Yuyuan's banquet, is there anything I need to pay attention to?" ”

Duan Ling smiled: "Are you still afraid that the etiquette is not thorough?" The rules of the Yuyuan people are not more than those of the Central Plains, and the banquet is just a matter of talking about the scene, eating and drinking. At that time, you will be ...... by my side" Speaking of this, he remembered something and frowned: "It's the master's house, you have to pay attention, don't be alone with him." ”

Lan Zhi only felt that Duan Ling's words were strange: "Why? ”

Duan Ling thought for a moment and said, "The name of the person holding the banquet is Qiu Yucheng, and he is a distant relative of the current saint, and now the Zongren Mansion is the sect commander. He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't tell Qiu Yucheng's other identity, but continued: "This person is moody, vicious, and extreme. There is also a perverted hobby, which is to like to sleep with other people's women. I'm not afraid to sue you, he even had a touch on the holy concubine, but the saint cherishes his talents, and he doesn't value love, so he opened his eyes and closed his eyes and let him go. ”

He put his hands on Lan Zhi's shoulders and said seriously: "He followed the Holy Lord earlier than me, so he also knows my details and is very interested in King Nalan. If you let him know that you are the king of Nalan, he will definitely do bad things to you, so tomorrow, you must always remember to keep your distance from him, and do not let him find out who you are. ”

Lan Zhi nodded, but asked casually, "Why is he interested in King Nalan?" ”

There was affection in Duan Ling's eyes, and there was a flash. He didn't tell the truth, just said perfunctorily: "Who knows? Maybe I think it's strange that flower on your back. ”

Because of Duan Ling's advice, when Lan Zhi came to Qiu Mansion the next afternoon, she was extremely vigilant. It was evening, and the banquet had not yet begun, and a group of guests were listening to the play in front of the stage in the palace. As soon as she and Duan Ling sat down, people came to greet them one after another, and their colleagues who were good friends with Duan Ling would also make fun of them. After more than half an hour like this, seeing the sun sinking in the west, a person dressed as a small servant stepped forward respectfully: "Lord Duan, my master is invited." ”

Duan Ling was bored with a "tsk", but after thinking for a moment, he still put down the tea and got up and said, "Ah Zhi, you go with me." ”

The two followed the little maid into the inner courtyard. Lan Zhi looked at it and was slightly surprised, just because the inner courtyard was shaded by trees, the environment was quiet, and the rockery and flowing water reflected each other, which was actually very elegant for the Central Plains. Just as they were sighing, they saw Duan Ling suddenly stop, and at the same time, a man pounced in front of them and called out to Duan Ling intimately: "Little Ling Ling! You're finally here! ”

Duan Ling grabbed Lan Zhi's wrist and dragged her behind him: "Qiu Yucheng, you called me over alone, what's the matter?" ”

Lan Zhi crossed Duan Ling's shoulder and looked at Qiu Yucheng. I saw that he was wearing a dark brocade robe, with a long figure and a jade face, and he was actually a beautiful man with a male and female appearance. While she looked at Qiu Yucheng, the man also looked at her with a new look, but soon, he looked away and grinned at Duan Ling, "I want to see you first!" I also met my sister-in-law by the way. He showed a look of disappointment, and said to Duan Ling in a low voice: "Xiao Ling Ling, your vision is not very good, I am so looking forward to it......"

Although the voice was low, Lan Zhi was on the side, so she could naturally hear it clearly. She was silent, but Duan Ling sneered: "My eyes are not your turn to evaluate." He covered Lan Zhi more tightly, and said impatiently: "You have seen people now, so I will go back to watch the play." ”

Qiu Yucheng took something out of his arms, shook it in front of Duan Ling's eyes, and put it back into his arms. He moved too fast, and Rao is Lan Zhi couldn't see the thing clearly, but saw the man smile at her and said, "Sister-in-law, I want to borrow your husband for use, can I?" ”

Lan Zhi continued to be silent, only thinking that she did not save zài. She thought that Duan Ling would not pay attention to this person's request, but unexpectedly, Duan Ling turned to her, and his face was a little solemn: "Ah Zhi, I'll go with him, you go back to the table first." ”

Lan Zhi was puzzled, but still agreed. She returned to the stage, and the play had just finished singing a play. Lan Zhi sat down in her seat, glanced at it casually, and the hand holding the teacup paused there: the girl playing the guzheng on the side of the stage...... How is it Du Lianxue?!

For a while, her heart was full of surprise: After Ren Yuanbai left Haotian City, Du Lianxue left Xinfeng Courtyard, living in a simple house and almost hiding, how could she appear here now?