"Miss, you seem to have made the wrong salute just now, fortunately the night is dark and you don't check, otherwise the little prince will see that you have lost the number of rudeness, and he will definitely be angry, I heard that this little prince has a bad temperament, he is moody, I don't know whether it is true or not, Miss Pan is still slightly paying attention to a little better, what do you say?"

While chattering with great concern, Xiao Yu went back to the car and picked up the fruit food box given by Young Master Situ, and the other words turned around in her throat a few times, but she didn't say anything, but she looked at Lan Keman with a little anxiety in her eyes.

Lan Keman smiled at this question but didn't answer, and then turned around and held Xiaoyu's wrist to take advantage of the candlelight of the glass lamp, and walked back to the courtyard, while walking forward in broken steps, he just said slowly:

"I'm just too tired, don't worry, don't talk anymore, you're almost the same as Sister Xiaotao, no, maybe it's time to call you "Aunt Xiaoyu" in the future, do you say yes or no? ”

Seeing Xiaoyu's serious little face that was about to get angry, her eyebrows were frowned, and a small piece of her forehead was about to wrinkle into a river with the word "Chuan", Lan Keman decided not to tease this little girl who cared about her life experience anymore, so she quickly grabbed her forearm seriously and blew it gently in her ear and said:

"It's going to be fine, you trust me, by the way, and don't tell your mother about it, you can remember! Be sure to! ”

Although Xiao Yu didn't understand very much, she still trusted Lan Keman's mind after all, put away her doubts for the time being, and nodded solemnly at Lan Keman.

At night, Lan Keman was a little tired and went to bed early, but somehow, he seemed to hear someone calling his name all the time at night, his tone was anxious, kind, but full of worry, and his voice seemed to echo in his ears again and again:

"Keman......"

"Keman."

"Keman?"

"Keman!"

……

Hanmo entered the water, and in the thick and dense mass that could not be dissolved, there was always a person who sighed in a low voice, if there was nothing, and the expression on his face also alternated like a marquee, sometimes indifferent and arrogant, sometimes crying and laughing, sometimes gritting teeth, sometimes sad and alienated, sometimes ecstatic, sometimes blood spilling lips, sometimes flamed forehead......

Even though the tone changed, Nianbai did not change at all, and there were only two words from beginning to end, which were the two words after Lan Keman's name.

Lan Keman's face was sad, as if he wanted to respond, but he couldn't wake up anyway, and finally his eyes, which had been dark and glazed on his face, suddenly turned into blood-red vertical pupils, and Lan Keman's hairs stood on end, panting and waking up with excessive fright.

Through the window lattice, but seeing the ignorant light and shadow, the curtain gently swayed and caressed the ground, Lan Keman folded his hands and placed them on his chest at some point, his fingertips were already white, and his knuckles were slightly bent, as if he wanted to grasp something.

Lan Keman couldn't sleep anymore, thinking that when Ling Xingyue sent him off, he had already clearly "tactfully" told himself that he would not come to visit him tonight, so Lan Keman ordered Xiaoyu to close the window lattice tightly, Lan Keman moved his hands that might have been a little numb because of the tight clenching, and thought to himself:

"Maybe it's because I put my hands on my heart that I have so many nightmares."

Then he got up in his cloak, kicked on a pair of soft satin brocade embroidered butterflies and flew winter warm shoes, leaned over and opened the window with a faint and clear light, reached out and took the jade porcelain teapot that had been warm, and poured himself a warm quilt.

Holding one hand for warmth, the other hand supporting his cheeks, sitting on the chairs and stools at the table by the window, he didn't move for a long time, just stared blankly at the cedars outside the window, and suddenly seemed to hear a low roar of a beast not far away, Lan Keman trembled his body, looked up at the round and bright bright moon that made people panic, and suddenly felt that today's night seemed to be too dark, and the moonlight was a little dazzling......

Not far away in the Ling Wang's Mansion, Ling Xingyue finally insisted on returning to her small courtyard alone, and commanded in a majestic voice:

"No one is allowed to enter the courtyard for any reason tonight, and those who violate it will be punished severely!"

Ling Xingyue no longer needed to disguise, he barely managed to enter the sleep, the door behind him was hooked by him with his toes, and then he suddenly fell to one knee on the ground, trembling all over.

From the time he sent Lan Keman to the gate of the palace, Ling Xingyue felt the strangeness of his body, there were cedars and eaves in the courtyard all the time, so the moonlight did not shine directly on Ling Xingyue's body for a long time, but as soon as he left the mansion gate, the very bright Haoyue was shining in the sky, Ling Xingyue instantly felt a surge of hot air, and the hot pain in his forehead was unbearable.

Ling Xingyue hurriedly caressed Lan Keman and sat in the car together, not caring about the difference between men and women, although the moonlight in the car was very soft through the window lattice, but somehow, maybe it was just when the time was at the peak of Yuehua's aura, Ling Xingyue had been using spiritual power, trying her best to resist the "sudden" and throbbing imprint demon flame on the forehead, ignoring its roar in the body, not letting it show the slightest.

When he sent Lan Keman home, the flame in Ling Xingyue's heart seemed to be about to burn his heart, but he had a natural smile on his face, and even hinted to Lan Keman tactfully before leaving, he might not be able to go to see her tonight, let her close the doors and windows and take care of herself.

At the same time, there was another point, Ling Xingyue painfully realized in her heart, which ontological prince phantom said:

"Ling Xingyue, also, every time you have a full moon night in the future, there will be a demonic flame, this is the consequence, you have to learn to control it, ...... it"

I'm afraid it's true.

After escaping from the cave, Ling Xingyue's eyes were full of Lan Keman, he not only got the most ecstatic sentence in Ling He's heart, his heart was beating like a drum, he also experienced the pain of how Situ was obsessed with Lan Keman, but he couldn't do anything about it, and then he was full of joy and tenderness to prepare a courtyard full of snow lotus lanterns for Lan Keman, but he forgot that on the night of the full moon today, the phantom layer warned him and his words.

"Fortunately, the Lan family took Ke Man back earlier, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable......

Thinking that he might hurt or even tear Lan Keman apart without control, Ling Xingyue's eyes suddenly burned red, perhaps because he couldn't control himself when he thought of the bloody scene, Ling Xingyue suddenly let out a low roar, and the mark of the flame between Ling Xingyue's eyebrows loomed again, and it seemed to be even more obvious.

An unbearable sharp pain struck suddenly, only to make Ling Xingyue feel that the pain in her organs was unbearable, and her limbs seemed to be pulled by the air around her as if they were about to break.

Then there was chaos around him, and nothing could be seen clearly, only one after another dazzling and dazzling reds flickering between his brows like flames.