Chapter Seventy-One: The Years Are Quiet

Lan Ling'er was always paying attention to Lan Xuewu's movements, but at this time, she saw her hairpin stabbing but did not move at all, there was a trace of panic in her eyes, but there was a deep irony in the depths of her eyes. Sure enough, when the hairpin was still less than a foot away from her, "Bang! "It fell to the ground and broke into two sections.

Lan Ling'er looked at Zhu Hai on the ground, and a trace of indifference floated on her face, what a similar scene. Seeing Dongfang Yi who suddenly appeared on the side, he said with gratitude on his face: "Ling'er thanked the second prince for saving his life. ”

Dongfang Yi looked at the woman in front of him, and a trace of doubt and complexity flashed, maybe he had never understood this woman. Lan Xuan's eyes flashed with disapproval when he looked at Lan Ling'er, but he also walked over helplessly, worried, "Are you okay?" ”

Lan Ling'er looked up with a chuckle, looked at the warm face in front of her, shook her head with a smile, and said, "Thanks to the timely appearance of the second prince." ”

Dongfang Yu watched from the side, with a little light in her eyes, with contemplation, when she stabbed at Lan Ling'er, she was originally frightened, but there was a trace of something wrong with such a fright, he couldn't say it himself, he originally planned to come to the rescue, but found that Dongfang Yi was one step ahead of him.

Lan Ling'er glanced at Dongfang Yu, then turned her gaze to Lan Xuewu, with a hint of surprise and disappointment, and said, "I'm thinking about my sister, how can you treat me like this?" ”

Lan Xuewu just looked at Dongfang Yi who suddenly appeared stupidly, looked at Dongfang Yi who defended Lan Ling'er, and looked at the only hope in her heart, eternal faith, but this hope seemed to have been transformed into the last despair when he ruthlessly knocked off her hand just now, and faith seemed to collapse.

Suddenly, Lan Xuewu laughed, laughed miserably, laughed madly, and said, "Dongfang Yi, you don't want me anymore, right?" ”

But seeing a trace of disgust flashing in Dongfang Yi's eyes, he said: "Lan Xuewu, how can you be so vicious, treat your sister like this, even if you blame your father now, I will withdraw from the marriage." "The gentle prince also has a hint of coldness at this time.

Everyone only remembered at this time, it turned out that Lan Xuewu was Dongfang Yi's fiancée, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for this prince, but there was inevitably a hint of schadenfreude in this pity.

When the last glimmer of hope was extinguished, Lan Xuewu stumbled away as if she had lost her soul, if she was allowed to choose again, maybe she would not be the second lady of Lan Mansion again, and she would not like Dongfang Yi anymore, but it was too late.

It was her own obsession that hurt her, and it was her own calculations that ruined her. If there was no plan for her and Yang Yu later, Lan Ling'er might have let her die happily, instead of being worse off than dead.

"Brother Huang, father, you remember to go back and talk about it, no matter what, there is still an explanation for this matter." Dongfang Yu commanded.

At this time, Dongfang Yicai retracted his gaze, nodded, and saw that Yan Qin had five more finger prints on his face, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and said, "What's going on?" ”

"It's not the girl in the sun, I don't know how thick the sky is." Oriental piano secluded road.

Seeing that Dongfang Yi was about to say something, Dongfang Yu smiled and said, "It's okay, it's also Qin'er who offended the sun." Seeing that Yan Qin looked at Dongfang Yu aggrieved in an instant, Lan Ling'er hooked the corners of her mouth with a sneer.

"The second prince, the prince, the princess, the county lord, Xuan said goodbye." With that, Lan Xuan took Lan Ling'er and left.

The matter of the Prime Minister's Mansion has spread all over the world in an instant, but the mansion is as calm and peaceful as ever, no one will think that Lan Yuan has done too much, everyone will only think that Lan Ling'er and Lan Xuan know the general and understand benevolence and righteousness, and Lan Yuan is fair and clear.

As for Yang Yu, he has long been forgotten.

After a few days of calm and calm, Lan Ling'er seemed to be used to being quiet, sitting in the small garden of the Blue Mansion, lazy and happy. Without Yang Yu and Lan Xuewu's Lan Mansion, there seems to be a little more vitality. Summer has just begun, and the sun is shining brightly, surprisingly bright, as if it is showing off its light to the world.

Dongfang Yi told the emperor about the idea of getting out of the marriage, and the emperor already knew what was happening outside, so he didn't say anything. It's just that the folk spread it loudly, and for a while, Lan Mansion was pushed to the forefront, and Lan Ling'er and Lan Xuan became benevolent brothers and sisters in the eyes of everyone.

"Miss, this is a letter to you." Since the last time, Lingyue Pavilion has had a few more hidden guards of the Afterimage Pavilion guarding day and night, Feng Ran is afraid that there will be another accident, and although Mu Xinghan does not say it, Yi Shuang and Yi Xue's martial arts are definitely at the first-class level in the rivers and lakes, and with their company, they must be a lot more relieved.

Taking a yellowed envelope, Lan Ling'er opened it, and a string of white bracelets fell down, light and convenient, holding it in the hand like a light yarn without the slightest weight, but it was all made of small white flowers in series. The flowers carved from tiny pearl-like jade are lifelike and indescribably beautiful.

Lan Ling'er couldn't help but move, and flipped out a small note in the envelope, "Don't worry about the road ahead without a confidant, who in the world doesn't know you." Lan Ling'er looked at the small note in her hand in a daze, the corners of her mouth raised lightly, with a brisk smile. The little boy in his memory has become an indifferent boy at this time.

Suddenly, the note in his hand was taken away, Lan Ling'er frowned, looked up, and saw that Mu Xinghan was already standing in front of him, looking at the small note, his face was indifferent without the slightest emotion. Inexplicably, Lan Ling'er felt a chill.

"When did you come? Why don't you say a word? Lan Ling'er added a cup of tea to Mu Xinghan, and said lightly, maybe she didn't even notice it, and there seemed to be a little more caution in her voice at this time.

Mu Xinghan put down the note in his hand, glanced at Lan Ling'er with watery eyes, and caught a glimpse of the small bracelet on the table, the slender fingers picked up the bracelet in one step faster than Lan Ling'er, and the chic little flowers looked particularly good in the sun, Mu Xinghan muttered: "It seems that it took a lot of thought!" ”

Lan Ling'er smiled: "What's the matter, it's just an ordinary bracelet!" ”

Hearing this, Mu Xinghan glanced at Lan Ling'er, and her eyes seemed to be able to see through her at once, and said, "Really?" In that case, let me go here. ”

"No way!" Lan Ling'er blurted out, her little hands stiffened in the air, just looking at Mu Xing's calm eyes that were as cold as water, and somehow retracted them, and said, "This is given to me by Luo Yan, you can't take it." ”

"He's important to you?" Mu Xinghan chuckled, and no emotion could be heard in his indifferent words, but Lan Ling'er was moved.

"He's a very important friend of mine."

Mu Xinghan glanced at Lan Ling'er deeply, and saw that Lan Ling'er's hand was cold, and she didn't know when the bracelet had returned to her hand, and she couldn't help but show a smile on her face, but when she heard the opposite, Mu Xinghan's faint and domineering voice came, "You just keep it, and what you will wear in the future can only be what I sent." ”

Lan Ling'er couldn't help but collapse her face, "Why? I couldn't stop shouting in my heart, but I nodded with a smile on my face, and muttered: "I eat old vinegar too, it's really..." Halfway through speaking, she felt that the gaze on the other side had become different, and Lan Ling'er shut up suddenly.

Put away the bracelet, handed it to Yi Xue on the side, and said, "You guys go down first." ”

"Lan Ling'er!"

"Hmm!" Lan Ling'er looked at Mu Xinghan inexplicably, but seeing that his eyes were far away at this time, and he didn't know what he was thinking, Lan Ling'er chuckled: "What's wrong?" ”

When she came back to her senses, Mu Xinghan looked at her and said, "It's okay, I just called you." ”

Lan Ling'er couldn't help but laugh when she heard this, "Mu Xinghan, can you read to me?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Xinghan raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay!" As he spoke, he picked up a book on the table and opened it at random. The afternoon sun shone obliquely into the pavilion, sprinkled on Mu Xinghan's crescent-white brocade robe, with a hint of light, as if his whole person was this sunshine, perhaps more dazzling than the sun.

A gentle and shallow voice came out, Lan Ling'er closed her clear eyes, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, with a hint of a smile, lying on the table, listening quietly, silent and beautiful, everything was still. It wasn't until Lan Ling'er's even breathing came out that Mu Xinghan stopped reciting, looked at Lan Ling'er with an unchanged expression, and took off his coat to put it on her. I continued to read quietly.

The breeze at the beginning of summer caressed the broken hair on Lan Ling'er's forehead, and there was a smile of satisfaction on her stunning face, trivial sunshine, trivial happiness, presumably like this. There is no suffering of the previous days, no enmity in the previous life, no vigilance and no calculation. At this time, she was like a fairy outside the world, strayed into this mortal world.

When Lan Ling'er woke up, it was already twilight, she opened her sleepy eyes, with a trace of mist in her eyes, but she just looked at the seat opposite, Mu Xinghan's figure had long been gone, only the yellowed pages were left in the breeze, trembling in the sun, exuding a little ancient atmosphere.

Lan Ling'er couldn't help but feel empty, sat up straight, rubbed her eyes, and looked around, full of fragments of sunlight, shuttling among the green trees and flowers, but there was no trace of pure white. Feeling something sliding down on his body, he turned his head and saw Mu Xinghan's crescent white coat falling to the ground, Lan Ling'er's eyes flashed a strange look, and he picked up the clothes with a smile.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly fell into a shallow embrace, greedily breathing the breath on Lan Ling'er's body, Mu Xinghan said lightly: "Where are you going?" ”

Lan Ling'er didn't answer his question, but asked, "Where did you just go?" ”

saw Mu Xinghan chuckling and letting go of her, and jokingly said, "Miss me?" ”

A trace of red glow climbed on Lan Ling'er's face, but it merged with the sunset, which could not be seen, but it was extremely beautiful.

"Hungry?" Mu Xinghan asked softly.

Lan Ling'er was about to nod, but she smelled a special fragrance, and saw Yi Xue and Yi Shuang each walking with a plate, although it was covered with a lid, the strange fragrance still ran out mischievously out of nowhere.

Putting the plate on the table, the two of them smiled and retreated, Lan Ling'er looked at Mu Xinghan suspiciously, but saw the other party smile and said, "See if it suits your appetite?" ”

"You did it?" Lan Ling'er asked in surprise.

Mu Xinghan smiled and nodded.