And back then, Lan Qianji, as Lan Feng's daughter, had a small attic in Lan Feng's yard, which was quite exquisitely arranged, with all kinds of small toys that Lan Feng bought for her, and there was a small pond and rockery and pavilion outside the attic. It's really beautiful and good-looking.

It's just that on this big night, Lan Qianzhen is not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

was arranged by Lan Hong in the attic, and Lan Qianzhen pulled Mo Huaiyu directly into the room.

Candles were lit, and a boudoir appeared in front of the two.

Mo Huaizhen had never stepped into a woman's boudoir, and he didn't know what the boudoir looked like, and Lan Qianzhen's wing room in the Blue Garden was completely furnished according to his previous preferences, and it didn't look like Lan Qianzhen at all.

Even if she lived in it for a long time, Mo Huaizhen didn't see any changes in the layout of the room. On the contrary, Lan Qianzhen will put some very cute little dolls on her bed, and she will hold them from time to time.

However, since he and Lan Qianzhen shared the same bed, Lan Qianzhen no longer held them, but would hold him. Hanging on top of him like a koala is really funny.

"I can't see that my father and mother are very caring, and the layout here is very beautiful."

Lan Qianzhen circled around his new room, with a small living room and a small bedroom, as well as a bathroom and a place to be respectful.

Lan Qianzhen opened some small cabinets, which contained all kinds of gadgets, as well as various beaded ornaments and other things.

I don't know if these Lan Qianzhen were left by Lan Feng and them at that time, and there is no way to verify them now.

"If you like it, you can toss it when you look back at the palace, and you can toss it into whatever way you want."

The corners of Mo Huaiqing's mouth lifted lightly.

He had always heard Lan Qianzhen say that he was thirty-three years old, but now it seemed that Mo Huaizhen didn't think that Lan Qianzhen was thirty-three years old, but felt that she was like a child, and she was really cute.

"Really?"

Lan Qianzhen raised a small face, and her dark eyes were like pearls, flickering in the firelight.

Mo Huaiqi nodded slightly, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "It's more true than pearls." ”

"Hehe, then I have to decorate it well when I go back, after all, it's my future home."

Lan Qianzhen rolled her eyebrows, and was about to say something when she heard a burst of crying outside.

The voice was somewhat familiar, very much like those in the second room.

The corners of Lan Qianzhen's mouth twitched, the people in the second room don't keep watch at night, what are the ghosts crying wolf? Don't want people to sleep?

"Chunxi, Xiahe."

Lan Qianzhen shouted, and the two people who were guarding the door and had not gone to rest heard Lan Qianji's voice coming from the room, and hurriedly entered the room.

"Miss."

"Go and let those who cry be quieter, crying so loudly and so ugly at night, and they are not afraid to invite ghosts."

Lan Qianzhen felt that those people outside were completely deliberate, otherwise why didn't she cry in front, but cried after she entered Fenglan Garden, who did she want to find bad luck for?

"The slave understands, the slave and the slave are going to shut them up now."

Although Chunxi didn't know what was going on, it was clear that the matter was aimed at Lan Qianji.

And Lan Qianzhen didn't offend anyone in Prime Minister Lan's mansion, a few young masters were so good to Lan Qianzhen, how could they come to Lan Qianzhen in the middle of the night to trouble?

Except for the few people in the second room, Chunxi can't think of anyone else.

As soon as Chunxi and Xia He retreated, they immediately went out of the Maple Blue Garden to find the place where the cry came from.