His eyes faintly looked at the only vermilion candlestick on the wooden table. She used silver hairpins. Little by little, he picked up the red wax wick in the candlestick. A drop of wax oil reluctantly ran down the wax body. Long Yanluo looked at Lan Mo quietly for some reason. His hoarse voice rang out slowly. "If the girl is tired. Let's just rest. Tomorrow someone from the hospital will come to see the girl......"

"Huh. Luo Yan. You said. Who will be the master of your Fourth Young Master Wang. Lan Mo's voice was extremely ethereal. She'd already broken her head. But I can't think of it. Who else in this world would do all this silently for her regardless of everything. If that person is not dead. She might have guessed who it was. It's just that. The handsome man who wielded a soft sword. It has been gone with the wind. His corpse. She didn't even get a chance to see it. Come to think of it. Lan Mo's eyes seemed to be surging with sparkling tears. Just a moment. It can flow out without any scruples.

The girl asked. I don't know how to answer in the next. Long Yanluo said coldly. He didn't shy away from Lan Mo's gloomy gaze. He deliberately turned his back. To put it simply. "The Diamond Sutra has clouds. The past is unattainable. The future is unattainable. Since someone cares about the girl. The girl must live well. The right person is the one who cares for each other. If there is no hope for life. What is the final day of meeting? ”

"It's a good answer if you can't answer." Lan Mo eased his mind at this time. Xu was not guarded. This time I looked up at this plain-looking man. A faint warm smile appeared on her face. "Thank you. Luo Yan. ”

"You're welcome. Guarding the outside of the down. The girl blew out the candles. Let's go to bed and rest. Long Yanluo's speech was extremely fast. It seems that he is afraid that Lan Mo will see something again. It is also inconvenient to stay for a long time. After saying that, he leaned over. Walk towards the door.

Creak. Lan Mo just opened his mouth and wanted to ask him to stay. But he heard the sound of the door being gently slammed shut. His back. Some are familiar. Just a room where the candles were blown out. Somewhat dark. The figure that flashed by. Don't let Lan Mo think about it. "Perhaps. It's my own heart. He's just an ordinary palace guard. ”

Because he knew his disguised identity in the Dongyuan Palace. I also understood my temporary situation. Although the wounds on Lan Mo's body have not improved. But at this moment, she is obviously much more down-to-earth. Compare the embarrassment when you wake up. She can have enough time to think about the future. It's just that Luo Yan said just now. The future is unattainable. She may not know where her future heart lies. But she couldn't wait to get better. Go to meet the master who has the heart to protect her.

The eyes closed slowly. All sorts of images came to her mind. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * Shou * Fa" She fell asleep deeply. The layers of fog are lifted. There was a man in a white shirt with a fan. Standing with his back to Yu Jiang. She wanted to go over and see who he was. But the fog was too big. The river was too far away from her. She ran as hard as she could. But I couldn't get through.

"You turn. Come here. Lan Mo cried out. She looked horrified at the tight curtain beside the bed. I couldn't help but stretch out a hand and lift a corner of the curtain. A glimmer of light crept through the gaps in the veil.

"Grandma Yu. You're awake. "A little maid was waiting outside the curtain. From the gap, he carefully looked at the blank blue end. She holds a large basin of crystal clear hot spring water in her hand. A towel made of wool is placed on the edge of a copper basin containing the hot spring water. Lan Mo didn't react for a while. I don't know if it's too deep. Still didn't realize how long I was sleeping. Moreover. The title of Yu Shao's grandmother. She still needs to get used to it.

"Hmm. How long did I sleep. Lan Mo whispered. Since she left, Don. has been served by various people one after another. There is nothing wrong with the maid at the moment. It's just the first time I've been a young grandmother in the house. Or let Lan Mo play this temporary role. There is no sense of substitution at all. The young grandmother's temperament should be similar to the feeling of the concubine in the palace.

Lan Mo was pondering in his heart. Don't let this maid see the horse's feet. But suddenly I felt that the room was empty, and there was a feeling of not being very steady. "Where's the guard at the door?"

"Young grandma is asking about Leader Luo." Xin'er happily put the copper basin in his hand back on the shelf. She replied casually. "The fourth young master said early in the morning that he would go out to do errands. took Luo Tou out of the door. I'll be back in the afternoon. ”

"Oh. What time is it? Lan Mo muttered. I don't know if it's because my kung fu has regressed. Or because he was in a coma for too long and didn't have confidence. Her palms were cold now. When I hear that the person who protects me is not there for the time being. There was panic in her heart for no apparent reason. It's just that. This panic is not fear. It's a weird feeling like you've lost something. She hadn't had a chance to continue thinking about why she had reacted this way. A figure scurrying through the door. But it made Lan Mo shake his head again.

Shuangshuangjiao is wearing a very happy dress today. It's a child of immature age. Plus a powder blue gown. The lining of the skin becomes more and more transparent. She walked around Lan Mo's room in a strange way. I didn't find the person I was looking for. I couldn't help but pout. "Huh. The uncle wasn't there. ”

"Uncle. Who are you talking about. Lan Mo is not polite to this little girl. She was groomed by Xin'er. Asked with a smile.

"Sister, you're so forgetful. Of course, it's the uncle who protected my sister yesterday. "If your mouth is sweet. She called the second. No one in this palace dares to call it the first.

Xin'er lowered her eyebrows and was pleasing to the eyes. She brushed Lan Sue's hair. While carefully leaning over Lan Mo's ear, he instructed. "The young grandmother must stay away from the third lady's family. This is the fourth young master's explanation when he leaves......"

"No problem." Lan Mo replied softly. She waved her hand. Signaling Xin'er not to continue combing her hair. Inky hair hangs down to the waist. Shuangshuangjiao is a child. But it's a little stupid to watch. plus Lan Mo's already beautiful face. A little powder. It's no longer an ordinary look. She suspected in her heart that the fourth elder of the Wang family had married a fairy sister from the Yu family. But he saw that Lan Mo approached him silently. Lan Mo's hand was held in Shuangshuangjiao's small hands. She placed a pearl-encrusted hairpin in the child's hand. chuckled. "Say it. Nothing to do is not to go to the Three Treasures Hall. Here you come again. I'm not here to see me. ”

Longzhen Terrace after the feast of thousands of pets. There is a faint sadness that has dissipated the elegance.

Shangguan Xiaolou put his arms around the graceful beauty. Holding a pot of sweet Pilil in one hand. Elite eyes look down on the new fortifications that are being repaired under the Longzhen Terrace.

The "newspaper ......" did not see the small soldiers shouting the newspaper. I heard a long call.

Xiao Lou looked sideways and stood beside him. A bewitching beauty holding a fan. He nodded. I saw the beauty wave her fan. A delicate moon. He ran in the direction the voice came from. The moment a gust of wind passed. The bewitching beauty holds a handful of silk dossiers in her hand. Above the top of the head. Handed it to Xiao Lou's eyes.

"Read." This is the voice of the woman nestled in Xiaolou's arms. Her appearance is also considered a masterpiece in the four major countries. She used to have another name. Calling Changle.

"Still the butterfly knows my heart." Xiao Lou fed a sip of wine to the stunning woman beside him. Changle dressed as a Yuwen butterfly. has long lost the heart of the former Changle. She has since gotten rid of Oriental Reputation. After being snatched by Shangguan Xiaolou. She no longer misses the sad place of Hou Tang. It's just because the man who is holding her now said that. You can rest assured. Someday. After that, Don was going to be overthrown. Your feud. There will also be a day of revenge.

Yu Yan holds the case file. Spread it out slowly. She suddenly looked up. looked at Shangguan Xiaolou. I looked at Yuwen Pian Butterfly again. She faked a cough. "Do you want to hold back some irrelevant people?"

"Feather burning. Aren't you a little bold? Do you mean concubines when you say irrelevant people? Yuwen Piandie was a little annoyed. She finished. Xiaolou didn't even echo a word. Just looked meaningfully at the two women who couldn't hold each other.

One is his maidservant. Feather burning. One is the concubine of the Later Tang Dynasty that he snatched back. Yuwen Pian Butterfly. In fact, neither of them is an outsider. No.

Xiao Lou straightened up. I touched the softness of the butterfly's chest. Wicked laugh. "Feather burns it. She's my pillow person. If she doesn't believe it. I've been dead many times. ”

Yuwen Piandie scolded a dead sentence. was continued to be held in his arms by Shangguan Xiaolou. They listened together as the ethereal voice of the feather burning earth slowly sounded here. "The wanted criminal of the four major countries, Lan Mo, seems to be hiding in Wang Yuzhi Mountain."

"Oh." Shangguan Xiaolou deliberately raised his voice. He withdrew the hand that was placed on Yuwen Piandie's body. I saw that the woman next to me couldn't help but straighten up. This is the girl's news. Butterfly thought to herself. The palms of his hands were already sweating a little.

The informant said yes. In the palace of the mountain of Wang Yu. "Yu Yan closed the case. Quickly remove a fire fold from the sleeve. Instantly ignited the case file where the message had been written. Suddenly, a pool of ashes was scattered in front of the three of them.

"That's good news." Shangguan Xiaolou said unsatisfactorily. His eyes were then fixed on the rebuilt fortifications. "You know what to do. This is something that Han Xuyao ruined. I'm worried about finding someone to reason with. Isn't this an opportunity given by God? At least on the prince's side. But I have to give an account. ”

The palace of the Mullen King in the hills of Lingdong. Tonight may be too quiet. Mr. Ink Bucket pinched his fingertips. Silently watching the sky tonight. His mood was a little uneven. was about to go back to the house to see Han Xuyao, who was not there after meditating. But it was the butler who could hear the swift running from outside.

"What's going on?" Mo Dou knew when Han Xuyao was meditating. Can't be disturbed. The steward had the letter in his hand. But his demeanor and footsteps are unusual. He hurriedly stopped in the garden.

"Mr. Mo. Take a look. Someone tied the letter to a dead bird. Stuffed in through the crack in the door. The letter in the butler's hand was red. Mo Dou did not dare to underestimate. He took the letter. The two words above. The bright red is eye-catching. Yao Qi.

"Ink fountain. Bring it in. Han Xuyao narrowed his eyes slightly. He took a breath. The movement outside the door had already reached his ears. Deliver the letter with a dead bird. Not a demonstration. It's to be blackmailed. What kind of people have such fat guts. He hadn't seen him in a long time.

Interesting. Han Xuyao sneered. Mo Tu stepped forward silently. Send the unopened letter to Han Xuyao.