Last night, the lingering drizzle fell overnight, and the incense flowers were finally gone, but the light fragrance still lingered in the sweetness of the room.

On the Zhuyin Pavilion, Lan Lingxuan gently pushed open the window that had been closed all night.

The wind rises and is swept in with a refreshing atmosphere.

After inhaling a burst of heart-deep coolness, Lan Lingxuan leaned against the window, letting his eyes wander wildly, searching for the familiar figure.

It wasn't until his eyes fell on the white shadow highlighted in the green bamboo that he smiled comfortably.

"Your Majesty, how can you be so interested in this Bamboo Yin Xuan" A gust of wind fell from Lan Lingxuan's ears with this shallow voice, and immediately, a cyan figure fluttered in.

"Isn't Yang Qing's family also very interested" Ignoring the playfulness in those words, Lan Lingxuan stared at the white figure and said lightly.

Listening to the faint words falling, I only heard a slightly exaggerated sigh rippling in the room at the next moment: "Eh, Yang Qing's family" The timbre in the words was obviously aggrieved, and then followed the eyes of the man leaning against the window, and sighed faintly: "When did Mu Mu become Yang Qing's family, and since when did Xuan Xuan be kicked out of his heart by the king, and since when?"

"Stop" The helpless voice suppressed the man's louder and louder voice, stood up suddenly, then twisted his eyebrows, and turned to look at the smiling face behind him: "Say something"

"It's worthy of my Xuan Xuan, as soon as I look at my face, I know that I have something to say" The person who came pretended to be well-behaved, and then turned back to an innocent face: "Recently, those troubled people in the palace have said that I was abandoned by Xuan Xuan"

Hearing this, Lan Lingxuan's handsome eyebrows became more and more tightened: "Be serious"

"Puff" smiled, and the person played with an extra folding fan in his hand, and said faintly: "Okay, okay, then I have something to say, you have to listen to it."

"Yang Mu, your nonsense is getting more and more" Lan Lingxuan looked at the man in front of him who was pretending to be serious, and could only sigh helplessly.

"Under the spring rain, Yiren Lin is sad when he is injured" The words were shocking, this sentence was really created for this Yang Mu, because as soon as Lan Lingxuan heard this sentence, his indifferent face changed greatly.

"Talking about the right thing" is really okay with this friend Lan Lingxuan, who is like a brother and sister with him and has grown up with since he was a child, he always looks improper, but only in front of him, he is the real Lan Lingxuan, the real Lan Lingxuan.

"Xuan Xuan with a stinky face, I don't like it" He narrowed his eyes staring at the white shadow, and said in a chic manner, "Okay, come on, I'll get down to business"

"Hmm" Collecting the gloomy color on his face, Lan Lingxuan still turned his eyes and stared out of the window, but the white figure was a little blurred by the turbidity in the forest.

"Xuan" did not contain a hint of playful calling, causing Lan Lingxuan to pull back his thoughts from the gradually blurred figure, and when he looked back, Yang Mu's face was already a rare positive color.

"Her identity, how long do you plan to hide your aunt" Yang Mu's lowered eyes slowly raised, and Lan Lingxuan clearly saw a trace of worry flashing in those eyes.

"What can I do" he smiled disappreciatively: "The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge"

"The carefree Lan Lingxuan is back again" He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Lan Lingxuan: "The people of the world will think that the king really has a dragon yang fetish"

Lan Lingxuan reached out and took the folding fan he was playing with, Gu Zi opened and closed it before he said slowly: "You know I don't mind, and the fact is that she is a woman"

"You know, people in the world may not know" Yang Mu looked at Lan Lingxuan's indifferent expression, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

"The world" only heard a sneer, and there was a hint of irony on the handsome face: "If I say abandon the world and get that red face, how?"

The wind stopped, the sound of bamboo outside the window also stopped, and even Yang Mu's heart stopped beating.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Rather lose the world, rather bear the common people, as long as that one person's laughter, sincere laughter, Mu" He laughed, but the smile on his face was so ethereal.

But unconsciously the words she had spoken in her ear that day, when she was slightly drunk, leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"Luo Jing doesn't want anything, I just want to win the heart of one person, I would rather win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated."

She said firmly, and her smile was ethereal, but it made people feel distressed.

She didn't want anything, she didn't want anything, she just wanted a complete heart.

He had the courage to say that when she was about to leave her body, he grabbed the slender waist, he took her hand, and wanted to say to her, "Okay, as long as you want, I will give it to you", but she smiled, smiled charmingly, smiled beautifully, but it was extremely desolate: "But the heart I want in this world is too wide, too wide, and the heart is too wide to fit the world, and there is no place for me."

But the heart she wants in this world is too wide, too wide, and that heart is filled with the world, and there is no place for her

He didn't know who she was talking about, but he was already deep in the mud and couldn't extricate himself.

"What did she say to you" Judging from his intuition, Lan Lingxuan would never say it easily to give up everything, at least, he would not say this irrationally without thinking about anything.

"It's worthy of Mu" and "snap" folding fans were closed, Lan Lingxuan smiled mockingly: "She said she didn't want anything, she didn't want anything, she just wanted to win the heart of one person" He recited this sentence that was entwined in his heart all the time.

Let the pain in his heart slowly dissipate like ripples, not pain, but faint pain, making it difficult for him to get rid of it.

Don't want anything, as long as one heart, Yang Mu silently recited this sentence in his heart, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the faint shadow in the forest.

Admiration rose spontaneously, and he also understood how determined she was to leave the king of Naxiling that day, abandon the rear position that everyone envied, and go away with the scolding of the world.

All this can be done by such a weak and unruly woman, and he really admires her from the bottom of his heart.

"What she wants, Feng Yihan may not be able to afford it, but I can" Lan Lingxuan's extremely low voice flowed, and Yang Mu's heart was shocked when he heard it.

He knew that he wasn't joking, and the decision he made by Lan Lingxuan couldn't be a joke.

"The choice between beauty and the world, this is your answer" Yang Mu shook his head helplessly, his face was more solemn.