Xiao Yu had a worried and surprised expression on her face, and wanted to reach out and touch Lan Keman's forehead, Lan Keman nodded, and just wanted to answer, but Xiao Yu was busy pouring a cup of tea, and continued while pouring:

"Miss, do you know? Ling Xingyue and Ling Xiaowang have returned to Beijing, he actually returned to Beijing with his side wife Leng Qingqiu, isn't he coming back again? ”

Lan Keman suddenly heard the name, and the panic was greater than the shock caused by the name spinning around in her mind.

Lan Keman only felt that the back that had just softened suddenly stiffened and stood up unbearably, and then shook his head a little cringe.

Hearing Ling Xingyue's name, she released all the things that were crawling and entwining in Lan Keman's body, limbs, mind, and heart, and the pain that shocked Lan Keman suddenly crushed her again, making Lan Keman feel as if she could no longer breathe in an instant.

Xiao Yu seemed to understand a little bit and looked at Lan Keman, who was in pain in front of her, and hurriedly handed over the warm tea in her hand, but Lan Keman didn't know how to accept it, but looked at her palm with a sad and stunned look, as if she saw something in that palm.

Xiao Yu was full of regret in her heart, and she felt that she shouldn't have mentioned Ling Xingyue at this time, but she was still deliberately reminding Lan Keman:

"Ling Xingyue won't come back, he has returned to Beijing, and he went back with his side lady, Miss don't think about him anymore, don't be unhappy because of her pain, depression, you wake up quickly, turn around, and look at Young Master Situ behind you, he has been looking up at you so warmly and gently, taking care of you, he is the right person for you to love you!"

Originally, Xiao Yu would not know about this news anyway, no need to ask, it must be Lan Jing who first learned from Si Jin Yaosi, the chief steward, that the little prince Ling Xingyue was going to take Mrs. Fang back to Beijing, and then after returning to the Lan family compound, he informed his wife Chu Lian, and Chu Lian must have called Xiao Yu over and told her, so that Xiao Yu could take the opportunity to wake up Lan Keman.

Xiaoyu saw Lan Keman in such pain today, and even made some mistakes in the previous "idiot", and at the moment, she directly pretended to be unintentional and wanted to remind Lan Keman, so that she could let go as soon as possible and return to the old grinning and cheerful Miss Lan as soon as possible.

"Yes, Ling Xingyue, he is the little prince, he has returned to the place where he should have stayed, where is such a noble character like him accommodated by such a bitter cold grassland, and his equally noble Saint Empress Dowager personally ordered to marry the side lady Leng Qingqiu, also went back together, yes, the capital is where they should stay."

As soon as he thought of Ling Xingyue's face and pupils staring at him, the intense pain tore through and struck at Lan Keman's fierce face.

He ...... Ling Xingyue ...... Oh no, yes...... Ling Xiao Wangye, he ...... Did he really go back? Back to the capital? ”

Lan Keman knew that from the first day Ling Xingyue left, Lan Keman felt Ling Xingyue's quiet departure, she didn't know why she knew, but she just knew clearly that Ling Xingyue had already left, because there was really no more of his breath on this grassland, that kind of familiar special breath, and this kind of breath, because of the absorption of Ling Xingyue's spiritual blood in the jade cave, she also had the same charming aura on her body.

It's just that this aura on Ling Xingyue's body is even stronger and more fragrant, and it seems that the kind of warmth on his body can be felt from a distance, and even on the night before Ling Xingyue left, Lan Keman still seemed to feel that kind of red gaze, as if he was just outside the window lattice, silently watching himself in a nightmare.

This kind of inquiry is just that Lan Keman still has a slight thirst in her heart, she just hopes that her special premonition about Ling Xingyue is fake, Ling Xingyue did not leave, let alone leave with Leng Qingqiu.

The name "Ling Xingyue" went through pain, and finally spit out lightly from Lan Keman's mouth, and at the moment when the name slipped from the corner of his mouth, another wave of fireworks that seemed to burn all over Lan Keman's body, Lan Keman shook his head slightly, desperately seemed to want to escape from this pain by shaking his head.

"Yes, Miss, Little Prince Ling has already returned to Beijing, taking his side lady Leng Qingqiu, I heard that he left two days ago, why, didn't he say goodbye to you, Miss? This is too much, no matter what, he also has a friendship with Miss. ”

Xiao Yu asked in surprise, she really felt strange, it was said that Ling Xiao Wang Ye would not come to say goodbye to Lan Keman no matter what.

Although he already had Mrs. Leng Qingqiu, Xiao Yu just felt that this Ling Xingyue's treatment of his young lady Lan Keman was definitely not just a simple friend.

Coupled with what Mrs. Lan told herself, this little prince Ling should come to say goodbye to his young lady, at least he will send someone to tell him, which is always better, so he left quietly and suddenly.

"This man is a bit ruthless......

Xiao Yu, who has never said that people are bad behind her back, is so bold for the first time to beg others in front of Lan Keman, and this other person is still Ling Xiaowangye.

Such an abnormal thing, Lan Keman didn't even notice it because he had been immersed in his chaotic and painful thoughts.

"Needless to say, I know, he ...... He's already out of here, and he can't be blamed for that, he didn't belong here, and he shouldn't have belonged to this deserted grassland......"

Lan Keman interrupted Xiao Yu's dissatisfaction and whispered complaints, and then, painfully, pinched the tip of his eyebrows and forehead with the tip of his right finger, forcibly endured the wave of scorching flames burning in his limbs, and suddenly covered his ears with some childishness, and the voice in his mouth also whistled sharply:

"It's all my fault, I don't want to hear his name anymore, and I don't want to talk about this anymore, Xiaoyu, don't talk about it anymore, I don't want to hear a word about him anymore, you go out, I want to stay by myself for a while."

Before Xiaoyu could answer, Lan Keman stood up from the window lattice, got up in person, and put down the open window lattice, the window was crying happily, which was really annoying, and when she saw the scenery outside the window again, it was still the breeze with the slightest cloud flocculent coming, and the pair of Ling Que under the eaves of the corridor were still constantly building a nest in the mud, flapping their wings and busy, sometimes rubbing each other affectionately to show encouragement, and sometimes chattering and noisy.