127. Pressure from the Marta Palace
"Cherry, how glad I am that you have grown so good." She lowered her palms, and there was always a smile in her pale blue eyes, but it was a smile that didn't reach the official turnover.
"Back then, you were only so young. Your grandfather is holding you, and you are not up to his waist. ”
Lan Qingchuan bowed, she said a word, she replied, and there was no mistake.
"People have to grow up, because times are changing." The old lady waved her hand to ask the attendant to set up a seat for her, and Lan Qingchuan sat down, knowing that her point was coming.
"Cherry, your family has always been the most reassuring to me. After all these years, I value it and cherish it as always. You're a smart kid, and you know what to do to make it unshaken in the change of power. ”
"Princess Centwa likes you very much, and she recognizes your abilities very much."
Lan Qingchuan understood the huge amount of information in her few words. Queen Margaret is old, and the foundation of the prince she has cultivated is still young, and her throne must rely on the support of various families. The queen worries about the extent to which Centva has seized power after she has stepped back into the background.
After so many years of solid governance, besides, her abdication has not yet become a foregone conclusion, but she has already taken precautions, adding wings to the prince early and consolidating her power, and her thoughts are far-reaching, which is really amazing. Lan Qingchuan remembered his grandfather's instructions, "If she sees you, it will naturally be nothing more than this matter." You are the heir I have personally cultivated, and she will borrow you to see my intentions. With the Marquis Longerak as his iron-fisted support, and backed by the powerful Shesidon family, Centva is in the bag, and there will be no mismatch. The Lan family has been silent for a long time, and the queen can't figure out the roots, and she will definitely have some temptation. When you arrive, respond as appropriate. ”
Lan Qingchuan met her pale blue eyes, pure color, but it couldn't reflect the deep thoughts in her heart.
She stood up and bowed to her, meticulously.
"The Lan family has always served the royal family, and the queen has nothing to worry about." She looked up and saw a gentle smile of satisfaction on her face, "Good boy." ”
Returning from the Marta Palace, the heaviness of Lan Qingchuan's heart has never been let go. My grandfather was right, in France, this royal palace is the most dangerous place. Next to her sat Fang Yuzhong, whose face was gloomy and silent, his expression was cold and tired, and it was slowly revealed when he got into the car.
He looked at her with a smile, "Look at the weight of your body clearly, for the sake of your grandfather's family, you are still far behind." Lan Qingchuan raised his eyes to look at his pale black eyes, and heard him sneer again, "Don't let anyone get in your way." Otherwise, no one can help you. He meant something, how could Lan Qingchuan not understand in her heart, she exhaled and replied to him, "What you said are two different things. I will speculate on my path, and you have no right to interfere. And Marta Palace, I can't break free, but I can keep my distance. ”
Fang Yuzhong laughed again, low, meaning unknown.
Lan Qingchuan turned his head to look out the window, he was already far away from the Marta Palace, but this section of the road was still silent, solemn and solemn.
After returning to the Lan family's estate, my grandfather had already rested. She went to her room to look at him, and then walked out with her mother. The white mom looked at her, "All the best?" ”
She nodded, remembering the tired appearance of her grandfather she had just seen, and whispered, "Tell Ah Gong tomorrow morning, I'm fine, everything is as he thinks, so he doesn't have to worry." ”
Mom nodded and sent her out.
"Good night, Miss."