Chapter 2: Death
"What did you say?!" Lan Wan'er looked stunned.
"Doesn't my sister understand?"
A woman dressed in a goose-yellow palace dress slowly walked up to Lan Xuan'er, and said softly with a smile: "You entered the palace at the age of fourteen, and the emperor has never been lucky to you, why did you suddenly call you to sleep that night, and so coincidentally made you pregnant?" ”
The imperial concubine Lan Yingying looked proud, and said: "Because the man that night was not the emperor at all, it was just that the emperor said to the world that he wanted to drive the expedition in person, but the sword on the battlefield had no eyes, and my sister was very worried, and she was not allowed to go to the emperor, so she had to let you get pregnant, and the emperor had a reason to let your father go on the expedition for the emperor. ”
"How, how is that possible?"
Lan Wan'er was stunned, remembering that the man's body shape that night was indeed not like Long Xiaoran, but at that time she thought that it was because she hadn't seen Long Xiaoran for a long time, but now she realized that she was not a person.
Lan Wan'er sat on the ground, covered in blood, and muttered blankly, "You have used me to ...... here"
From beginning to end, she was just a chess piece......
Nothing more.
Lan Wan'er laughed sarcastically, laughing at her for not knowing people well for so many years, but it was okay like this, her child had nothing to do with Long Xiaoran.
That's fine.
Raising her eyes to look at the two people in front of her who were well protected by the guards, a touch of fierceness crossed her eyes, and she said coldly: "Long Xiaoran, if you let the world know that you are ungrateful and forced your wife to die a tragic death, will they still remember you for your generosity?" ”
The family is dead, why should she survive in the world?
"What are you going to do?!" Long Xiaoran's face changed.
"What to do? Do you see the people below? I'm going to show them who you really are! ”
Lan Wan'er laughed bitterly, stood up from the ground, pulled out the phoenix hairpin on her temples, the green silk hung down, and when the wind blew, it fluttered gently.
It seems that in this life, she has a shallow blessing and a thin life.
She held the phoenix hairpin and inserted it into her chest fiercely, through her heart, and in the blink of an eye, the phoenix hairpin was pulled out violently, and the red blood immediately gushed out from it and splashed all over the ground.
Gradually, Lan Wan'er felt that everything around her was starting to become dim......
If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife, she will definitely break Long Xiaoran's corpse into ten thousand pieces!
"The soul of the Lan clan is dead, and the country is dying!"
The poignant voice seemed to be about to pierce the sky, turning around for a long time, and it couldn't be rejected for a long time.
……
In the middle of the night, the thunder was sensational, the wind and rain were shaking, the mass graves were full of corpses, and hundreds of ghosts wailed.
A pair of eyes slowly opened in the dark...
Four years later.
It's hot in summer, on the outskirts of Beijing, the weather is clear, the breeze is gentle, well, it's very suitable for sleeping.
In the inn, a woman sits by the window with one hand supporting her head and closing her eyes to take a break, she is wearing a white skirt, green silk scattered on her shoulders, her expression is lazy, adding a bit of weak style, like a painting, beautiful but not demonic.
It's just that the woman's hand is holding a very beautiful small wine jar, she takes a sip from time to time, the posture is very uninhibited, I don't know, I think this is a bandit nest out of the bandit's daughter.
The little boy was dressed in a white cloth coat and wore a small crown hat on his head, looking white and tender, quite like an elegant little scholar.
But at this time, his little face was bulging, and he muttered to the woman with a dissatisfied face: "This wine is used to make alcohol, and if you drink it again, there will be no more wine!" ”
After saying that, the little boy jumped down from the chair, stepped out of his short legs and snatched the small wine jar in the woman's hand, kicked a few times and sat back, and put the wine jar on the table like a baby.
Falling into the void in her hand, Lan Wan'er opened her eyes and looked at the old-fashioned little bun in front of her, a pair of apricot eyes shook a little banter, reached out and pinched the little bun's face, and said with emotion: "Iron pillar, whose kind are you, so domineering and authoritarian?" Your mother and I risked our lives to give birth to you, at the beginning, your mother and I were weak and had no milk, and I was penniless, and dragged a sick body to the mountains to find a ewe for you, and the weather was cold at that time, and I ......."
Seeing that his mother-in-law had gone to the matter in advance, Lan Xiaoqi sighed like a little adult, in order to prevent her from adding drama to herself, he took out a wine glass and poured a small glass of wine into it, and said helplessly: "This is really the last glass, and A-Niang, I don't call it Tiezhu!" ”
"Didn't they all say that a cheap name is easy to feed......
Lan Wan'er drank all the wine in the cup, licked her lips with satisfaction, looked at Xiao Baozi's white and tender face and sighed: "You were born like a little mouse at that time, and you became a handsome four-year-old young man in the blink of an eye." ”
And it has been four years since she came to this world.
She was originally a killer in the 21st century, and she was also a surgeon, both killing and saving people, thinking that she might be killed by the enemy one day, but what she didn't expect was that she did not die in the assassination mission, but was stabbed to death by the patient's family during emergency surgery......