Chapter 91: The Assassins
[Chapter 4, Volume 4]
Section 98 Chapter 91 The Assassins
Mengyu didn't know what expression to use to face it. When she was in the villa that night, when she heard Lan Yucheng say that Li Yanxu liked her, she was already full of black lines. Did he think he was filming a TVB TV series? The plot of dog blood, first divorced, and then began to slowly fall in love with her. So shouldn't she cooperate, and then find out that she has also fallen in love with the divorced man who once hurt her? Chills! Besides, he Li Yanxu already has a fiancΓ©e now, and he even came to tell her that he likes her and plays with her?!
At this time, Mengyu wanted to put his hand on Li Yanxu's forehead to feel if he had a high fever and was confused.
"You like me?" Mengyu looked at Li Yanxu inexplicably, and she really wanted to roll her eyes at this moment.
"Yes, my heart for Miss Lin can be learned from heaven and earth!" Li Yanxu said solemnly. He is a rough man and does not speak sweetly, but when he says it, he is absolutely sincere.
"Have you forgotten? You have already agreed to marry Miss Jiang Si! "Everyone who likes her runs to marry someone else. What has she done?
"I can break off her engagement!" If she is willing to marry him, he is willing to risk the world's great disregard and break with the mighty Marquis Mansion.
Mengyu looked at Li Yanxu with some disappointment: "I want to dissolve the marriage contract again." Do you want to cause another tragedy of Lin Mengyu? "How can he, a person, do things so thoughtlessly." You don't have to do such a thing, because I'm not going to marry you. β
Li Yanxu said with a wry smile: "You really like Lan Yucheng, but it's a pity that he doesn't know how to cherish you." β
Mengyu shook his head and said lightly: "He asked me if I would like to marry him." However, I refused. β
"Why?" Li Yanxu suddenly raised his head to look at Mengyu, with a stunned expression on his face. He didn't expect that Lan Yucheng was really woken up by him. He didn't expect that Lin Mengyu would refuse Lan Yucheng's proposal.
Mengyu lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. When Li Yanxu thought that he couldn't get an answer, Mengyu suddenly raised his head, smiled brightly, and said to Li Yanxu: "No why! β
It's not that she doesn't want to say it, it's that she doesn't know how to say it. She liked him, she admitted. Perhaps, it's because she likes him and likes it enough, so she can't make up her mind to marry him. Between them, there are still too many questions. In terms of her identity, she should not be able to reach the position of his wife. Even if it is barely a flat wife, what is the difference between it and a concubine?
If the wife is Xie Danniang, she Lin Mengyu would rather be lonely for the rest of her life.
"I'll also go and see the Accord, and leave some ink treasures by the way." Mengyu got up with a smile, but her back gave Li Yanxu a sad feeling.
When Mengyu returned to the house, it was already afternoon. She had a book in her hand, but she hadn't turned a page for a long time. The willow eyebrows were slightly locked, and there was a blank in the autumn-like eyes.
How should she be?
Ever since she heard that Xie Danniang was going to become his concubine, it was as if there were thousands of ants biting in her heart. She's not in love with him yet, is she? But why is her heart aching? I felt like I was about to suffocate. Why did she have the urge to see him, and what did she have to say when she saw him?
Xing'er saw her young lady's expression like this again, and sighed softly. Since returning from the villa, as soon as the young lady is empty, she will sit there in a daze, not knowing what she is thinking.
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in the Royal Palace.
In the past few days, Lan Yucheng has been with the saint, and he has not even returned to Prince Luo's mansion, for fear of seeing his father, and he was forced to marry Xie Danniang.
"Cheng'er, these days, living in the palace, can you get used to it?" The person who spoke was dressed in a five-clawed golden dragon yellow robe, and walked in all directions, with a loving smile on his face. It's just that between the eyebrows, there is a lot of overworked tiredness. This man is the Holy One today!
"Back to the emperor's grandfather, when he was a child, his grandson often lived in the palace. can be by the emperor's grandfather's side, what is not used to. Lan Yucheng helped the emperor and walked in the imperial garden.
"Just get used to it. Xu is old and now I often think of the naughty things you were when you were a child, and I miss it very much. The emperor said a little lonely.
"Grandpa Huang is not old at all. When I was a child, my grandson was ignorant and often made the emperor's grandfather angry. Now that his grandson has grown up, he should honor his grandfather. Lan Yucheng had a docile smile on his face. Since he was a child, the emperor took Lan Yucheng into the palace and taught him carefully by his side. But how can Lan Yucheng, who is still a child, read books with patience, and always disappears in the blink of an eye. The palace maids and eunuchs searched everywhere, but he just wanted to hide. Sometimes he would play tricks on the palace maids and eunuchs who passed by.
"I still know my body. Maybe when, it'll come to an end. In my life, what I value most is Prince Luo and Prince Cheng's two sons, one literary and one martial, the pillars of the country. It's a pity that your imperial uncle's heirs are not smooth, and he has not given birth to any bloodline for my royal family so far. So, for now, I can only put all my hope on you. I hope that you can marry and have children before I go to the west. I went underground, and I can be regarded as worthy of my ancestors and ancestors. "He has fought all his life, and he has fought all his life. Don't you hope that the heirs of the Lan family in his vein can prosper?
"It's the grandson's unfilial piety, and he has never fulfilled the emperor's grandfather's wish." Lan Yucheng took a step back, bent down and arched his hand.
"Son, get up." The emperor walked over and raised his hand: "I also told your father this." You're not too young anymore, and you're reluctant to get married, do you have any ideas? β
Can he say that the woman chosen by his father is not the one he wants to marry? The woman he wants to marry, but he doesn't want to marry him?
"I just feel that fate has not arrived. The emperor's grandfather lived a long life, and if his grandson found that person in the future, he would immediately bring it to the emperor's grandfather. "I didn't expect to be forced to marry at home, and in the palace, I had to be persuaded to marry. Lan Yucheng could only smile helplessly.
"Roar~Roar~Roar~" Suddenly the emperor laughed, "I didn't expect you, a kid, to believe in fate." I won't say much about that, I just hope that I can wait until that day. For this eldest grandson who grew up in front of him since he was a child, he always couldn't bear to give more guidance. Maybe it's because I'm getting old and I'm starting to get kinder. As long as this child can be happy, then he will be able to walk with peace of mind.
"The emperor's grandfather has a long life, and he will watch his grandson get married and have children in the future." The topic had finally been revealed, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"You've been staying in the palace for a few days, so go back tonight. Your father and your mother in the province complained about me, and they always occupied you. β
"Yes, my grandson knows." Lan Yucheng decided to go back later tonight. The provincial was caught by his father, and it was another lecture.
Lan Yucheng waited a little bit before the palace was locked before leaving the palace gate. But now his father must be in the study, and he has not rested.
Maybe it's winter, and the night gets dark very quickly. Those who usually set up stalls on the roadside also closed their stalls early, guarded their wives and children, and nested on the hot kang. He was not in the mood to go home, and when he saw that there was a small wonton stall with a dismal business in front of him, he stepped forward, sat on the bench, and said to the boss, "Bring me a bowl." β
"Okay, guest officer later." Seeing that a guest was coming, the boss shouted happily, hoping that this shouting would bring more business.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for a bowl of hot small wontons to start. On this cold winter night, with the smell of chives, Lan Yucheng suddenly felt a warm feeling.
A bowl of wontons went down, and the cold air on the whole person was gone. Lan Yucheng generously married one or two pieces of silver from the purse around his waist, which was already his smallest change: "It's not easy for the boss to do business at night, you don't have to look for it, and the rest will be rewarded to you." β
"Hey, thank you for the reward." The boss smiled and took the silver tael. You know, don't look at this small one or two pieces of silver, he has to sell ten bowls of wontons to get back his money. Looks like he'll be able to go back early tonight.
Just as Lan Yucheng was about to turn around and leave the stall, suddenly a silver light flashed in front of him, and a fierce murderous aura came from behind.