Lan Ling'er nodded with certainty and said with a smile: "I'm really fine, you hurry up and go back to accompany the Nine Emperors, otherwise he will really hate me." Lan Ling'er saw that Murong Xuanji was still hesitating, and pushed her with her hand, urging her to leave.

"Then I'll go back to the house first, you also go back to the house to rest early, and don't forget to have dinner, I heard that you have a bad appetite recently, if you want to eat anything, tell the kitchen to do it, don't hurt your body." Murong Xuanji repeatedly admonished Lan Ling'er.

"I know, I'll eat, you don't have to worry about me." Listening to Murong Xuanji's words of concern, Lan Ling'er felt a warm current in her heart, although she lost her love, she got friendship, although she lost Leng Fengran, but there was a Murong Xuanji who cared about her, Lan Linger felt that she had no regrets.

Murong Xuanji looked at Lan Ling'er a few times repeatedly, and saw that she seemed to really want to open and there was nothing to do, so she nodded and left with the maid first.

Lan Ling'er looked up at the sunset in the sky, remembering that the sunset is infinitely good, but it was almost dusk, and she couldn't help but feel a little sentimental in her heart, and was just about to turn around and go back to the house, just when she saw Leng Fengran, who had nothing to do to relax, the two looked at each other at a distance, and time seemed to stand still.

Lan Ling'er was the first to calm down, pretending to be casual and walking towards Leng Fengran, politely and detachedly greeting him with a slight bow, "Leng Gongzi." ”

Lan Ling'er's voice of Leng Gongzi shook Leng Fengran's whole body, and he was used to Lan Ling'er enthusiastically shouting Leng Fengran, but now this Leng Gongzi was alienated and unfamiliar, which made Leng Fengran very unaccustomed, but he didn't say anything, just nodded lightly.

"I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." Lan Ling'er's eyes were calm, the expression on her face did not rise or fall, and she really left Leng Fengran as if she were a stranger, without a trace of nostalgia.

A fragrance left and disappeared from his side, Leng Fengran suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, his heart was empty as if he had lost something, such an uncomfortable appearance quickly made him ignore it, and walked into the pavilion where Lan Ling'er had stayed before, and unexpectedly watched a piece of paper fall from the corner of the pavilion, Leng Fengran involuntarily walked over and picked up the paper, with the word let go written on it, Leng Fengran's heart tightened again, and turned to look at Lan Ling'er, but she was long gone.

Leng Fengran stood thoughtfully in the gazebo with the piece of paper for a long time before carefully refolding the paper, putting it in his sleeve, and then leaving the gazebo.

As the days passed, Lan Ling'er used to always inadvertently suddenly appear in front of Leng Fengran, and then chattered non-stop, but now she can no longer hear Lan Ling'er's voice, nor can she see her figure, this kind of silence makes Leng Fengran feel that something is wrong, but Leng Fengran kept reminding himself in his heart, telling himself that this is just a habit, and after a few days, he will not have this feeling of loss when he gets used to this kind of quietness.

"Young Master Leng, this is the pastry that the Nine Emperor Princesses asked me to send over for you to taste." The maid in the courtyard carried a plate of pastries and put it in front of Leng Fengran.

"These pastries—" Leng Fengran looked at the familiar pastries and asked with some surprise, "Who made these pastries?" ”

Seeing Leng Fengran's surprised look, the maid was a little confused, but she still replied obediently, "These things are done in the kitchen." The Nine Emperors said that Miss Lan's appetite has not been very good recently, so she asked people to prepare a pastry that Miss Lan likes to eat for her to appetize. ”

"It turned out to be from the kitchen." Leng Fengran muttered to himself with some disappointment. Waving his hand to let the maid step back first, he looked at the pastry in front of him intently, remembering that Lan Ling'er had made an identical pastry for herself before, but he was very reluctant to get close to her, so he repeatedly refused her kindness, and now she finally gave up, but she felt very lost.

However, Leng Fengran deliberately ignored such a loss, and kept reminding himself with another thought in his heart that without Lan Ling'er's entanglement, he didn't have to feel any burden, but should be relieved.

"Baoqing, has there been any movement on Leng Fengran and Ling'er's side in the past two days? I asked you to order someone to deliver pastries to Leng Fengran, did he eat it? Murong Xuanji saw Baoqing walk into the house, so he asked. Hearing that the two had nothing to do with each other before, they didn't even seem to say anything, which made Murong Xuanji a little worried, both of them were her friends, and she didn't want to see the two become so strangers.

Baoqing shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "Young Master Leng gave the pastry to the other maids and minions to eat. ”

"Alas, how did things come to this!" Murong Xuanji said with a sigh, and at this moment Xuanyuan Hao walked in, heard her sigh, and came to her side.

"Are you still worried about Leng Fengran and Miss Lan?" Xuanyuan Hao gently helped Murong Xuanji massage her shoulders, and found that her shoulders were very stiff, so she couldn't help frowning and said seriously: "Your shoulders are so stiff, are you putting too much pressure on yourself?" I know you're worried about both of them, but there are some things that we outsiders can't solve in a hurry, and I hope you can take care of your body while you're worried about them. ”

Murong Xuanji stretched out his hand and pulled Xuanyuan Hao's hand in front of him, not letting him massage himself again, and looked at him helplessly and said: "I used to think that I was very capable and could solve anything, but this time I really had no choice when I encountered this kind of thing." I can see that Ling'er still has feelings for Leng Fengran, but Leng Fengran's repeated refusal has broken Ling'er's heart, and now there is just a lack of an opportunity for them to see each other's hearts clearly. ”

"This kind of opportunity is hard to come by, maybe one day Leng Fengran will suddenly understand his feelings towards Miss Lan? This kind of thing is not something you can do in a hurry. Xuanyuan Hao calmly explained Murong Xuanji.

"If there is no such opportunity, we might as well help them create it." Murong Xuanji said on a whim. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I had a good idea, and looked at Xuanyuan Hao with some expectation and asked, "Husband, do you think my method is good?" We invite them to dine together and create opportunities for them to meet? ”

Although Xuanyuan Hao felt that Murong Xuanji's idea could not really make Leng Fengran and Lan Ling'er untie the knot and get back together, but seeing that she was so active in wanting to help them, Xuanyuan Hao didn't know how to open his mouth to discourage her enthusiasm, so he had to smile and indulge her.

"As long as you think it's a good idea, I will support you unconditionally." Xuanyuan Hao sat down on the chair next to him, pulled Murong Xuanji to his lap and sat down, hugged her thin waist and said with a smile: "You have been worrying about other people's affairs recently, and I have no time to be by your side because of the affairs in the capital, you must feel very tired, I'm sorry." ”

"We are husband and wife, so why should we say it so politely?" Murong Xuanji shook his head with a smile, and said thoughtfully: "I know that you are busy with the affairs of the capital and the affairs of the palace, but I can't help you with anything, if you really want to care, it should be me who says I'm sorry." ”

"Since that's the case, then let's stop talking about this anymore and think about how to help Leng Fengran and Lan Ling'er." Not wanting the atmosphere to become so heavy, Xuanyuan Hao deliberately returned the topic to Leng Fengran and Lan Ling'er, and asked with some curiosity: "Even if we let them sit down to eat together, but with Leng Fengran's indifferent personality and Miss Lan's idea of giving up now, just eating a meal can't change anything." ”

"Of course I know that a meal can't change anything, but it's much better than doing nothing, and if they can have a quiet meal together, we can also take this opportunity to observe the interaction between them, didn't you say that Leng Fengran actually has feelings for Ling'er, but he doesn't know it himself, let's find a way to let him know?" Compared with Xuanyuan Hao's worries, Murong Xuanji felt confident.

"Since you are so confident, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman." Xuanyuan Hao said with a smile.

"You don't have to sacrifice your life, just sacrifice your stomach. I'll cook my lunch today, so you'll be sure to finish all the noodles by then. Murong Xuanji explained to Xuanyuan Hao.

Xuanyuan Hao nodded, smiled and promised: "Don't worry, as long as you make it yourself, even if it is very unpalatable, I will eat it all." ”

Hearing Xuanyuan Hao's gentle words, Murong Xuanji smiled from the bottom of his heart and said to Baoqing on the side: "Baoqing, you go and tell the kitchen, just say that today's lunch will be prepared by me personally, so that they don't have to do it, and then you go and tell Ling'er and Leng Fengran respectively, and say that at noon, the Nine Emperor Princes and I will invite them to dinner." ”

"Yes, miss." Baoqing nodded, and immediately went to do what Murong Xuanji had explained.

"The Nine Emperors and Xuanji want to invite me to dinner? Why? Lan Ling'er, who was staying in the room reading a book, looked at Baoqing with a puzzled expression, "Do they have something to say?" ”

"I don't know, Miss just told me to let you come over at noon to have lunch together, and Miss will prepare lunch by herself." Baoqing pretended not to know anything, and just said according to Murong Xuanji's explanation.

Lan Ling'er thought for a moment and asked with some caution, "Did Xuanji call someone else besides me?" ”

"I don't know." Baoqing lowered his head to avoid Lan Ling'er's gaze and replied in a low voice.

Lan Ling'er was a little suspicious that the lunch prepared by Murong Xuanji was not simply to invite herself to dinner, and she felt that Leng Fengran would appear in addition to herself, so she subconsciously wanted to refuse Murong Xuanji's invitation.