Chapter 11: The Prince Sends Clothes

Lan Ling'er has rarely had leisure these days, so she has spent all her energy on practicing martial arts, and the martial arts of Feng Dye naturally cannot be underestimated, not to mention, just one Feng Dye is definitely not enough.

With the rise and fall of the sun, time passes slowly without a trace of emotion, it has always been cruel and rational time, how can it stay for anyone, even for a moment.

This year's festival has already been the focus of attention, and in the Amaterasu Dynasty, women were allowed to participate as young as 12 and men as 15. Lan Ling'er is fifteen years old this year, and she has missed three years, so it's no wonder that the ladies everywhere find her difficult to get along with.

Mu Xinghan has never participated, but this year he is coming to join in the fun. Suddenly, the rumors about the flower viewing meeting in the capital became more and more exciting.

Everyone wants to see the face of the prince of Mu Wangfu, and they also want to know the face of Miss Lanfu. It's just two parties, but they are both busy with their own things.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the weather was still as bright as ever, the golden sun gradually woke up the sleeping earth, Lan Ling'er opened her eyes that were already clear, in fact, she didn't sleep at all.

Only now did she feel that the pride and disbelief in Feng Ran's eyes at the beginning were not groundless, and the "Ice Edge" exercise was more difficult to practice the more you went to the back, like climbing an endless ladder, with no end, but the higher you go, the greater the load in your body, and the harder it will be.

But this does not mean that Lan Ling'er will give up, on the contrary, she has already sent a message to Feng Ran, and when the flower viewing meeting is over, this matter will be over, and she no longer has so much time to spend here.

"Miss?" Ying Hong called softly, Lan Ling'er looked at her with a smile, got up to put on her clothes, but was stopped by Ying Hong.

"Miss should dress up nicely today!" As she spoke, she smiled and put away the clothes in her hand, walked to the cabinet, and took out a new set of ice blue pleated dresses with snow-white piping. Lan Ling'er smiled silently, since she no longer wants to hide behind people, she must be glorious.

Just as Lan Ling'er changed her clothes and came to the outer room, she saw Uncle Wang just approaching Lingyue Pavilion.

Obviously, he didn't expect to see Lan Ling'er, Uncle Wang was slightly stunned, and showed a kind smile, "When will Miss start taking over the work of the house, the old slave will make arrangements." ”

Hearing this, Lan Ling'er frowned slightly, and ordered lightly: "Uncle Wang will take care of the affairs of the house first, and I will take over after the flower viewing conference." ”

Uncle Wang smiled and nodded, "Yes!" ”

"Then it's troublesome Uncle Wang."

But he saw Wang Bo shaking his head again and again, "Don't bother, don't bother, this is what the old body should do." ”

"Is there something wrong with Uncle Wang coming over so early?" Lan Ling'er asked softly.

"This is sent by the second prince, let me hand it over to you!" As he spoke, he handed over the wooden box in his hand to Lan Ling'er.

Twisting her brows slightly, a trace of doubt flashed in Lan Ling'er's eyes, but she also opened the box.

What catches the eye is a pink fairy dress, and a delicate and moving bouquet of peach blossoms is outlined with silk thread at the corner of the skirt, which is lifelike. Even Lan Ling'er couldn't be amazed by such clothes, the color of the peach blossoms was slightly darker than this clothes, like a little delicate hidden in a sea of pink.

It's just that now why Dongfang Yi is doing this, Lan Ling'er doesn't bother to guess. He closed the lid of the box, and then handed it to Uncle Wang and instructed: "You take it to Xue Wu, just say that the second prince sent someone to send it." ”

Uncle Wang was surprised, and turned to leave.

"Miss, why do you give such beautiful clothes to the second miss?" Sakura on the side was puzzled.

"Yinghong, there are some things you don't need to understand, just do everything according to my instructions in the future."

Hearing this, Ying Hong stuck out her tongue slightly, and nodded as if she didn't understand, "Okay!" ”

After breakfast, Lan Ling'er came to the front hall, and was about to go out to the viewing garden, which was originally an abandoned place in the palace.

From a distance, I saw Lan Xuewu standing in the hall waiting, the real power of the Lan Mansion was lost from Yang Yu's hands, although Lan Xuewu would be resentful and sad, but those things were not important to her, a lady. Therefore, at this time, she is still as good as ever.

Pink is suitable for Lan Xuewu, who is only thirteen years old, and can wear such a color to show her delicate and bright, just like the blooming of peach blossoms in the corners of her skirt, leaving no room for anything.

The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the face is delicate makeup, the pink earrings pendant and the clothes match, maybe she is in a good mood, at this time she has a deep smile on her face, like a girl who thinks of spring, but has her own immature shyness. Presumably, seeing such a beauty, most men are unable to resist.

It's no wonder that she only participated in one flower viewing conference, and she became famous outside, and thanks to her intentional or unintentional provocations at the flower viewing party, Lan Ling'er's original reputation as 'the first talented girl, beautiful as a flower' suddenly reversed into 'arrogant and conceited, with no one in her eyes'.

Seeing Lan Ling'er's figure coming slowly, a trace of resentment flashed in Lan Xuewu's eyes, a trace of jealousy, and then turned into pride.

"Hello sister!" Lan Xuewu bowed lightly to Lan Ling'er, and the long skirt that was lifted was better displayed in front of Lan Ling'er's eyes, and the peach blossoms at the corners of the skirt were more brilliant and complete.

Looking at Lan Xuewu's deliberate movements, Lan Ling'er just chuckled without emotion, "Sister is polite!" ”

Lan Ling'er's not shallow answer, Lan Xuewu was stunned, as if she was unwilling, maintained a polite smile on her face, and said, "My sister's clothes are so beautiful, where did they come from?" ”

Lan Ling'er glanced at Lan Xuewu, who was proud, and replied lightly, "It's in the closet." ”

Suddenly, Lan Xuewu's face stiffened slightly, "My clothes were specially sent by the second prince this morning!" Does my sister think it's good-looking? ”

As if she wanted to see something from Lan Ling'er's face, Lan Xuewu stared at her tightly, but saw that Lan Ling'er was still as faint as ever, "It's good-looking." ”

At this time, Lan Xuewu seemed to have forgotten her hatred for Lan Ling'er, and said with great interest: "Really? Really good-looking? I think too. ”

Finally, the indifference on Lan Ling'er's face was broken, but she also forced a smile and said, "It seems that the second prince likes you very much." Then he walked sideways outside the palace. There was a silent smile on his face.

Ying Hong followed, but Lan Ling'er could still feel her forced smile, "If you want to laugh, just be direct, don't hold back, you'll get sick." When the words fell, she paused slightly, and the figure of Gong Wuchen lying on the peach blossom tree appeared in her mind, forcibly shook off the picture in her mind, and continued to walk forward.

Suddenly, Yinghong couldn't bear it anymore, and when she saw that they had gone away, she laughed out loud, "Hehe, Miss, why do you say these two young ladies are like this?" ”

Lan Ling'er said earnestly: "So, you can't be like her." ”

Immediately followed by another burst of laughter, Yinghong said firmly: "Miss, don't worry, Yinghong will definitely not become like that." ”

Nodding slightly, Lan Ling'er was about to step into the carriage, when she saw a tall figure standing at the door of the Lan Mansion, about twenty years old, with a straight body, a clean gray shirt that was slightly shabby, and a handsome side face with the weakness of a scholar. His eyes looked at the house, as if he was waiting for someone.

Lan Ling'er turned her head sideways and looked at the gate of the palace, but she didn't see anyone coming out, so she couldn't help but step forward curiously, anyway, Lan Xuewu estimated that she would have to perceive herself for a while before she came out.

"Are you looking for someone?"

A gentle and shallow voice came from behind him, the man was slightly shocked, and then slowly turned around, only to see the fairy-like Lan Ling'er appear behind him, following the sun, peerless, I saw a trace of amazement flash in the man's eyes, and then said without humility or arrogance: "Yes, I am waiting for the housekeeper of the Lan Mansion." ”

Lan Ling'er's heart moved, although this person was dressed shabby, he had an aura that was difficult to ignore, but his face was silent, "Why are you waiting for him?" ”

The man looked at Lan Ling'er for a moment, then smiled silently, "I want him to arrange something for me to do." ”

Lan Ling'er nodded knowingly, "What's your name?" ”

"Lan Xuan!"

A trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, Lan Yuan was born poor, and he left home to work hard when he was young, but he had never heard him say that he had any family, and those family members had never looked for him, "You are also the Lan family?" ”

The man nodded, and just as Lan Ling'er was about to continue to ask questions, he caught a glimpse of Lan Xuewu coming slowly, so he handed him the jade pendant on his waist, and said with a smile: "My name is Lan Ling'er, when you see Uncle Wang, you will give him this and let him arrange a place for you to live, now that Lan Mansion lives, I still have something to ask you." ”

Obviously, he had already guessed Lan Ling'er's identity, and the man did not see any surprise on his face, took the jade pendant, and said with a smile: "Lan Xuan thanked Miss." ”

Arriving at the palace, Lan Linger was the first to get out of the car, and what caught her eye was the red wall and yellow tiles, this was not the first time Lan Linger came to the palace, although the previous times were very few, but she also deeply remembered the magnificent atmosphere here. It's just that after experiencing life and death, what I see is no longer the glamorous appearance, but a sense of desolation and vicissitudes.