Philip regained his previous atmosphere, everyone joked and drank together again, Lan Qingchuan refilled a cup of tea for him, and pointed to the turquoise leaves in the cup, "This is Xiaoye Kuding." She looked up at him, and he didn't move, his eyes dark, like the sea in the middle of the night. He then looked at the scenery outside the park, and the conversation of the classmates would also respond to a few words, giving people the impression that he was still an outstanding and thoughtful teenager in the school.

Ou Yanzhe only stood for a moment before leaving, and his butler came to pick him up and take him to the front hall. Philip was about to go, so he said goodbye and followed him. Ou Yanzhe pulled away the arm he was putting on his shoulder, turned back to Lan Qingchuan and said, "Happy birthday." ”

A few short words, a very formulaic tone. Lan Qingchuan nodded, "Thank you." ”

It wasn't until he had walked far that Filipor quipped, "Hiko, where did you get from with her?" ”

He smiled, "Even you don't remember." It doesn't matter if you don't say it, it's not a big deal. ”

Filipor didn't ask any further.

Since this night, the young Lan Qingchuan has never seen Ou Yanzhe again. Later, everything was turned upside down. She became more and more lonely and lonely, and he became more and more deep and secretive.

The dinner was almost the most pompous in Paris in recent years. Not only the nobles, but also the royal family came a lot. Among the younger generation, there are Longerak's heirs, Ou Yanzhe, and Duke of Os's daughter, An Lu Roy, both of whom studied at Margaret Academy, and probably have some friendship with Lan Qingchuan. But the guests didn't expect that the eldest princess Centwa **** also rushed to the banquet and brought precious gifts, obviously by order of the king.

Lan Zongrong's mind was circling, and after the banquet was over, sure enough, Sentewa was already waiting in the living room. Lan Zongrong's kicking is nothing more than an heir's business.

Sentwa was mildly tentative, and her tone and expression were like that of Queen Margaret. She said, "The Manpower of the Marta Palace has changed several times over the years, and there will be changes in the near future, and the place that the old Lan Clan is responsible for needs fresh blood and talents. Only in this way, after several generations of changes, the Lan family has always occupied a place. ”

These words are both tempting and carrying. Lan Zongrong nodded yes, he thought for a while, and smiled, "My heir must have seen the princess too." She was cultivated by me, and her qualifications are acceptable, and when she grows up, she is comparable to my eldest son Lan Yuanli, but she is still immature, and I hope that the queen and princess can give me some more time. ”

Having achieved his goal, Centwa stood up and said with a smile, "I like her very much, old sir, and so does the Queen. ”

"Please also ask the princess to send greetings to the queen on my behalf."

Lan Zongrong personally saw her off, until the convoy was far away, he returned to the study and sighed slowly. He didn't announce the heir for a long time, but he was worried that he would put too much pressure on Lan Qingchuan, she had just come of age and had little experience. No matter how much there is the frozen relationship between Fang Yuzhong and the Lan clan for many years, she will be exhausted if she is caught in the middle. During this time, her father was so tough on her that she lost a lot of weight.

If it weren't for the fact that this generation has too few descendants, he would not have let Lan Qingchuan embark on this road. She has a motherly temperament and is gentle and kind, and is not suitable for this too heavy position. She should have lived a quiet life, and her concubine was quiet.

He was too old, and she was too young, and he couldn't support her too far.

Kiyokawa.