"Young Lord. Ya * Wen * Yan * Qing * Shou * Fa This is the money she just stuffed into me. "Zhu Shanshan is a child. Naturally, she didn't know what to do with the extra money. "Actually, the eldest princess of Xishu has other hobbies. You don't have to buy the jade flute for her. ”

"There's a proper musical instrument shop on the corner. Why don't you go there and check it out? Long Yanluo's gaze was calm. He couldn't tell what was wrong with the mediocre-looking woman just now. A smell that should have been heard. But it was all hidden by the smell of the market.

It's half February. Lan Mo's mood did not bloom like a spring flower. He didn't run to the stone lion at the gate of King Rong's mansion. She heard the sound of beating and scolding coming from the gate of King Rong's mansion.

"Floot. How many times do you want me to say it. Don't bring the one from the side cabinet to the main hall. Don't you know that there are other masters living in King Rong's Mansion? Lan Mo could make out the man's voice. It was the rebuke of the aunt outside the arch bridge that day.

"Auntie. The slave and maid will take the face back......" Piao Fu replied only in promise. I saw that she was about to chase the pangolin. and took away the bonsai in the front hall with a terrible Dongfang Er. One side to the conviction of everyone in front of him.

Lan Mo flew down from his horse. Her expression was slightly gloomy for a moment. She understood that this was Yin Mufeng's Rongwang Mansion. How could she not treat herself as an outsider. Others don't think of themselves as masters.

I only heard Lan Mo naturally raise his voice and say. "Floot. Don't bring your face to the front room in the future. If something is broken. You and I can't afford it. Not to mention the aunts. “

This sentence is a bit vicious. When I heard it, I thought Lan Mo was reprimanding Piaofu. Not really. I saw the leading aunt replying with her teeth and claws. "What are you? Dare to shout here. ”

Smack...... This is definitely not Lan Mo's method. I saw a flower disc on Lan Mo's side flying towards my aunt's cheek. And then. It's blood from the cheeks. The tragic condition of the broken flower disc.

"You have seen it. The flower disc flew over on its own. It has nothing to do with us. Lan Mo smiled nonchalantly. She raised her hand and took the slightly panicked fluttering and the still stupid Dongfang Er inside.

And the blood that rebuked my aunt was full of blood. It really frightened the other nosy lazy people in the house. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Fa" Lan Mo didn't look back when he returned to the farmhouse courtyard with the two of them. These wicked slaves who don't know what to do. In addition to bullying the weak. What else can you do? The best way to deal with them is to fight violence with violence.

This is not Lan Mo's mansion. Naturally, she would have said so. However. This is a trivial and almost negligible thing that is ordinary. But it didn't end so quickly.

This reprimanding aunt is the slave maid who used to sit under Yuebeicang. She is because of old age. When it comes to the age of leaving the palace. It would have been long since you left. But it was too long to think about it with Yuebeicang. Zicang Hall can't keep her. It just so happened that Yin Mufeng was eight years old. Acquired a fief. The family moved to Ziwu City. Garrisoned in a fiefdom. From time to time, I can also go back to the palace to see the former master.

Therefore. Today's humiliation. She couldn't bear it. A letter must be told to the concubine Niangniang who is far away in the Zicang Palace. What kind of person did her own son bring back. And how to deal with the dying man.

It's night. The moon stars are scarce. Lan Mo washed away the disguised layer of fake skin. Dressed as a daughter, she was about to fall asleep. There was a sudden knock on the door. It actually made her get up again.

Lan Mo holds white wax. Open the quaint door. Yin Mufeng leaned in expressionlessly. A letter was dropped on the table.

"See for yourself. What is written on it. “

Lan Mo rubbed his sleepy eyes. Somewhat puzzled, he picked up the slightly yellow envelope on the table. The knuckles like onion tubes carefully remove the rice paper from the envelope. I didn't feel anything about the blue dust yet. When you see the first sentence. His complexion changed suddenly. Her gaze converged in the next moment. When you raise your eyes again. But it bursts out with a chill that can capture people's hearts.

"What do you mean by giving it to me?" Lan Mo asked noncommittally. Maybe after knowing that Dongfang Er was under house arrest. She shouldn't have listened to Yin Mufeng's words and stayed here. Because. This letter is exactly a whistleblower letter. And the object of the whistleblower is Yin Mufeng's biological mother. Concubine Cang in the Purple Cang Hall of Ghost City. If. She remembered correctly. This concubine should have an indispensable relationship with the disappearing Yuebei Bing of Beihu.

"I want to have fellowship with your heart." Yin Mufeng said lightly. There is no worldly pretentiousness at all. His heart was aching again. Emotional reactions. This is the man silently asking himself.

"We can't be friends." Lan Mo immediately refused. She turned her back. An almost paranoid voice sounded behind her. "Even if my relatives have done something to hurt you. These do not affect our relationship. Yin Mufeng tried to argue.

Lan Mo had silently closed his eyes. Can't be emotional. For her. Why not. She can't be tied up. At least there will never be absolute security again. She could imagine the man behind her. Frowning eyebrows. Towering nose bridge. Tall posture. Even if you don't know martial arts. But he always helps himself. These. Lan Mo is all in mind. But. Two people who are destined to be parallel lines. There can be no intersection.

Lan Mo knows his identity very well. I also deeply understand my situation at the moment. Xishu is her last pure land in the Four Great Powers. She couldn't imagine that if Xishu also became a piece of gunsmoke. For her. For the people of the world. What a catastrophe it would be. She couldn't allow that to happen. So. Not being emotionally moved is the best option.

"It doesn't matter if it hurts me. But it's the most important thing that hurts...... Person. Lan Mo gritted his teeth. She waited silently in her heart for a while. In the end, he didn't tell his relatives. Rather than let him hold on to one in ten thousand hopes. It's better to give him 100% disappointment. All ambiguity will end at this moment.

The breeze was blowing softly outside the door. Yin Mufeng only felt that there was still some heat and pain in his heart at the last moment. The next moment, the whole back was swishing cold. Lan Mo just said something. The most important people. Hehe. It turns out that Dongfang Er is her most important person. He didn't ask again. Desperately turned. Never look back. It's all good for them.

The few remaining stars in the night sky. It seems to be going to disappear completely. Since Yin Mufeng quietly closed the door. After leaving the farmhouse courtyard. There was a moment at the end of the blue. I wanted to look back and see if he had left.

This man is for her. is a special existence. She was sometimes pondering his name over and over again. There's always a hint of familiarity. But I can't tell why it's familiar. Is it just because he is also the prince of the Yin family? Lan Mo in front of the ash table that had burned out. I sat all night. And the letter had already been burned clean by her.

The next morning. There was always the sound of moving things back and forth in the yard. Lan Mo opened his eyes. He raised his numb arm again. When the whole head is raised. I suddenly found out. My neck hurts. Just didn't wait for her to get up and move. The sudden crowd of the housekeepers. When he pushed Lan Mo away from the chair. She understood. This group seems to have seen it for the first time.

"Wait." Lan Mo slapped his hand on the table that the little guys were about to move. One of her feet had stepped on a round stool. He smiled wickedly. She said. "Do you want to ask the owner of the house when you demolish the house?"

"What's your business. The master said it a long time ago. All the contents of this house were removed today. "The leader of the family without any ink on his chest. There is a large black mole on the side of the mouth. He was about to crash into Lan Mo's body. I saw a glimmer of light flash between the woman's eyebrows. Then there was a backhand that knocked the family to the ground.

"Then go and call your master. I'll listen to it too. Lan Mo clapped his hands and stood in place. She watched as the gang of evil slaves fled in disgrace. The leader who was still struggling on the ground. A tooth knocked out of his mouth. Blood is flowing at the moment. stared at Lan Mo viciously for a long time. As he ran out, he spat into the back room. "You wait. Don't go. “

Lan Mo laughed secretly. Where can I go. Yin Mufeng. You're moving really fast, too. That's all I was concerned about last night? Now they want to drive me away. She didn't frown. Think about it. It seems to be the cause of each other. She only said the bad side last night. But I forgot to thank him. After all. The letter that was supposed to be sent to the palace. was still intercepted by him in time.

It's just that. It's useless to think about it now. She walked over to the head of the bed. Place a close-fitting dagger hidden under the pillow and tie it in front of your calf. He touched the pendant hidden on his chest again. Packed some clothes from the closet. So he closed the door of the small courtyard of the farmhouse. Walk towards the mist pavilion where Dongfang Er lives.

"Floot. Prepare some sets of his usual clothes. Lan Mo was calm in his heart. She wasn't scared at all. Dongfang Erh is in good health. Even if it's a little stupid. I don't remember anything I remembered. It's not a problem for Lan Mo. She will take good care of this silly boy in the future. After all, she owes him so much.

Dongfang Er was originally a tranquil prince who sat on the side of Cang'er. Don't ask about the world. There are more than 100,000 troops. Sitting at the border is also for the well-being of the Later Tang Dynasty. But because of a conspiracy of Dongfang Yu. And get involved. So far, he has been imprisoned by Beihu. Later, he went to Xishu stupidly. Lan Mo is no longer heartless. It is also impossible to remain indifferent. She has always regarded Dongfang Er as a relative. It always has been. And loved ones. It's Lan Mo's most unspeakable weakness.

Although she is strong. But she didn't have the heart to compete for fame and fortune. So there is only one weakness. Loved ones only. Who moved her loved ones. Just no. Even if you think about it. Nor can you.

"Girl. The first one usually wears only that one garment. He will tear off the new clothes he has put on. Fluttering said hesitantly. All she found was a cloak. This cloak is clearly the same as the old style. "That's why this big black fur is willing to wear it. It's just that. Girl, where are you going to take your face? ”