In the dim stele forest.

Feng Qingyan stands in front of a three-zhang character monument.

When he heard the rooster crow and came back to his senses from copying, he had already broken through the realm and entered the seventh grade.

At this time, he relaxed, slowly looked up at Tianyu, and saw that the magic night had receded like a tide, and the sky was already slightly bright. It seems that a ray of morning light breaks through the sky, falling on the staggered forest of steles and trees, and happens to be sprinkled on the white clothes lifted by the morning breeze, showing the poetic and painterly style of the literati.

The night passed.

Feng Qingyan also broke through two realms in a row overnight.

As the so-called literati take talents to show their style, the rooster cries to see the morning light at dawn.

Qing Mang, who had been guarding the side, was a little stunned, and shook the bull's head again and again before throwing off the poetic and picturesque demeanor in his mind.

I'm a bull.

Qing Mang thought like this, and the sturdy cow body suddenly trembled, and he almost couldn't help peeing.

And under a stele not far away, there is a woman in the prime of jasper who is stupid, since she quietly appeared in the stele forest, her eyes have not taken off the white-clothed figure.

The white-clothed figure had already been imprinted in her mind, lingering.

"Little lady Lan, canonization is leaving. ”

The urging voice of a maid sounded, waking up Donggong Lan, who had fallen into a poetic and picturesque style.

"Ahh ”

Donggong Lan came back to his senses, hurriedly took the food box in the maid's hand, and hurriedly walked towards Feng Qingyan. When he approached, he gently put down the food box, and said while saluting: "Blessed gentleman." ”

"Lan girl Wanfu. ”

Feng Qingyan turned around and returned the salute, he was not surprised by the appearance of Miss Lan.

He had already noticed Miss Lan's ox cart, and quietly followed behind his ox cart until it stopped at the boundary of the book city.

This "ten thousand blessings" is not a specific ritual, but a blessing and auspicious language during the prostration.

It is a word of blessing.

It is applicable to many occasions, regardless of nobles, commoners, men and women.

Lan saw that the gentleman had been studying calligraphy all night, and the water had not been eaten and the rice had not been stained, so he specially prepared breakfast for the gentleman and invited the gentleman to enjoy it. ”

When Donggong Lan looked at Feng Qingyan, he bowed his head slightly, not daring to look at him.

"Why is Miss Lan like this?" Feng Qingyan sighed and said, "My feelings have been stated, and Miss Lan also knows, please don't miss it for life." ”

Donggong Lan's head lowered, his body trembled slightly, and said, "Breakfast has been prepared, and the gentleman is invited to eat it." ”

Her voice trembled a little, and she opened the food box lightly.

"Qingyan is not hungry, nor does he need to. Feng Qingyan shook his head and said, "Miss Lan, please put it away." ”

"Sir, it's just breakfast, don't mind anything. ”

Donggong Lan still lowered his head and spoke, his face was slightly pale, "Lan never thought that a breakfast would cost a gentleman's heart......"

"Although a breakfast is not enough, it gives you hope. ”

Feng Qingyan was silent for a while, and said in a somewhat cold voice: "However, this hope cannot be given, and if it is given, it will mistake you and harm you, but understand? Therefore, no matter what the meaning of this breakfast is, Qingyan can't eat it......

"A gentleman doesn't have to be so ruthless to himself. ”

Donggong Lan said in a bitter voice, "This is really just a breakfast, Lan has no other purpose, and he doesn't want to move the gentleman with this......"

"Qingyan is not ruthless, but he doesn't want to mislead you. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Gentleman ......"

When Donggong Lan wanted to say something more, Feng Qingyan said, "Please go back, Qingyan has also left." ”

At this time, Feng Qingyan simply walked on the ox cart and slowly walked towards the book city.

Donggong Lan was stunned, staring blankly at the ruthlessly departing ox cart, his heart dripping blood like a knife. However, the white-clothed figure in her mind was more profound and lingering.

And she fell even more and couldn't extricate herself.

"Lan Little Lady ......"

A maid stepped up lightly and called softly. She saw that Lan Xiaoniang was so sad and so ruthless to be canonized, and she was also very sad in her heart, and couldn't help but scold: "I can't imagine that the canonization is so ruthless, what's wrong with Lan Xiaoniang......?

"Don't say it. ”

Donggong Lan waved his hand, but said: "The gentleman is not ruthless, but he doesn't want to mislead me." ”

"Little lady Lan, let's go back to Qincheng. ”

The maid persuaded.

"There is no scholar or maid around the gentleman, only a green cow who does not know a big word, I am afraid that no one can serve the gentleman, and take care of the diet and daily life. Donggong Lan looked at the direction where the ox cart was leaving and whispered, "Since Lan can't serve the qin, let's serve the ink, the gentleman always needs it." In this way, Lan can also see the gentleman every day......"

"Little lady Lan, this, this is not good. ”

The maid said in heartache.

"What's wrong?" Donggong Lan smiled and said, "I, who have long been a gentleman, should I do something for a gentleman?"

"Little lady Lan, you can't talk nonsense. ”

The maid hurriedly said.

"Since I have met a gentleman in my life, no man in the world has entered my eyes, let alone my heart. Donggong Lan said in the morning light, looking up at the sky slightly, and then his eyes fell on the monuments, "In my life, if I am not a gentleman, I will not marry, this is my oath of Donggong Lan, and I hope that you will witness ......"

"Little lady Lan. ”

The maid's face changed drastically, but she couldn't stop it.

And at this time.

Feng Qingyan stepped down from the ox cart and said to Qing Mang: "Qing Mang, you can pull the cart and walk around at will, and I can do it alone." ”

Qing Mang nodded.

At this time, Feng Qingyan's figure disappeared in a flash, and Qing Mang pulled the ox cart and walked at will. And not long after, there was an ox cart far behind, which was Dong Gonglan's ox cart.

In the blink of an eye, the day passed.

However, Donggong Lan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he didn't see the gentleman walking down the oxcart to view the monument.

When two days passed, she finally found that the gentleman was not in the ox cart, and had long since disappeared, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

"Excuse me, where is the gentleman?"

Donggong Lan stepped forward and saluted and said to the green man who was grazing.

"Alas, little lady Lan is dead. Qing Mang raised his head and said, "Do you know that in my Burial Mountain Academy, there is a woman who is more affectionate than you, but she can only be a junior sister?"

"This man...... Is it Mu Yu?"

Donggong Lan was silent for a while.

Why can't she see it? Mu Yu looked at the gentleman with the same gaze as she did......

Qing Mang didn't answer, and said, "Let's go, let's go, don't miss your life." ”

"Will the gentleman abandon you?"

Donggong Lan asked suddenly.

"Huh?"

Qing Mang jumped to his feet suddenly, and said loudly: "I, Qing Mang, am the king's royal green ox, ranking first among many colleagues, how can the king abandon me?" Hmph, I have a deep relationship with the king, and quietly tell Lan Xiaoniang a secret, I Qing Mang is the ...... who specially invited the king back to pull the cart."

"Since that's good. ”

Donggong Lan nodded, and walked back to his ox cart.

Qing Mang was a little dazed, what does this mean?

He shook his head and continued to graze.

Now that Little Lady Lan has known about it, there is no need for it to pull the cart around, so she simply put down the bullock cart rack and rested, looking at the inscription with some curiosity.

A cow's hoof was still gesturing.

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