Chapter 201: Awkward Meeting

Lan Ling'er just glanced at him deeply, then closed her eyes and rested. She was very weak at this time, and she shouldn't have been on the road, but she was getting closer and closer to Emperor Nanchuan's birthday banquet, and she couldn't drag it out any longer. Otherwise, Dongfang Jiaoyang really has a reason to wantonly intercept and kill on the road.

Perhaps, she wanted to know more in her heart why he left without saying a word, leaving her alone sad and painful, and uneasy.

It's just that the closer she gets to Nanchuan, the more panicked Lan Ling'er becomes, and the smile on her face is strong, even Mo Yan disgusted: "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh!" Ugly! ”

Lan Ling'er just glanced at him, then stopped talking, and the smile on her face naturally put away, since when, no matter what happens, she is always full of smiles, crying and laughing, laughing bitterly, laughing with hatred, laughing cruelly, and laughing happily.

Just caught a glimpse of Lan Ling'er sitting quietly with her eyebrows raised, Mo Yan said angrily: "What kind of thing is this?" What kind of flood beast is there in Nanchuan? I want to come here wholeheartedly, even at the expense of using Luo Yan, aren't you just for him? ”

In a word, sighing lightly, Lan Ling'er smiled and said, "Yes! He stopped talking, opened the sedan curtain on the side, and the scene in front of him passed by one by one, fleeting, trying to grasp a certain beauty, but could not do anything.

On the twenty-fourth day of the first lunar month, early in the morning, the rising sun is particularly dazzling, brilliant golden, which makes people's eyes shine. Open the sedan curtain, look at the city wall not far away, the city gate is wide open, welcoming visitors from all directions. At this time, I saw the figure shaking in the distance, Lan Ling'er grabbed the sedan curtain with her little hand, her eyes flashed slightly, she put it down again, and ordered: "Go on!" ”

The carriage moved slowly, time seemed to stand still, Amaterasu was behind them, and one more step was no longer their homeland. Mo Yan silently looked at the peerless woman in front of him, wanting to break the peace of this moment, but found that he didn't know what to say.

I don't know how long it took, the sedan chair stopped, and the heart seemed to follow it, but the person sitting in the sedan chair refused to move for a long time, Mo Yan frowned lightly, but did not speak. Yi Xue and Yi Shuang outside just stared at the blue-shirted man who suddenly appeared in front of them with wide eyes, but it was not Lan Yuan, who everyone in the world thought had died.

Finally, Lan Yuan said in a dumb voice: "Don't you come out?" ”

Lan Ling'er, who was sitting in the sedan chair, trembled slightly, and the tears in the corners of her eyes went out uncontrollably, wanting to move, but she seemed to have no strength.

Beside Lan Yuan was a woman wearing a white flowing fairy skirt, with a tender yellow veil on her face, covering her appearance, but her body was enchanting like a girl, this was Mu Bing, the saint of Nanchuan. At this time, Mu Bing was not much better than Lan Ling'er in the sedan chair, and her tears had already flooded and soaked her veil.

Seeing the crying Lan Ling'er, Mo Yan's eyes flashed slightly, and he involuntarily put his hand on her shoulder, patting unfamiliarly, but he controlled his strength very well, so as not to hurt her.

It's just that the tears in Lan Ling'er's eyes are like endless rivers, starting, as if she doesn't want to stop, Mo Yan can't, so she has to say softly: "Don't cry, hurt your eyes!" ”

Stunned for a moment, Lan Ling'er turned her head to look at Mo Yan on the side, her tear-glistening eyes were full of doubts, but when she touched his awkward eyes, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

The situation inside, the people outside didn't know anything, seeing that Lan Ling'er refused to get out of the car for a long time, the expectation in Lan Yuan's eyes turned to anxiety and guilt. Mu Bing, who was holding the side, also had red eyes. Suddenly, the sedan curtain in front of them was lifted, and they finally saw someone they hadn't seen for a long time.

Mu Bing looked at Lan Ling'er for a long time, and his tears finally stopped, and said with a smile: "Long time no see!" ”

glanced at the audience, there were not many people coming, and the surroundings were quiet, obviously avoiding people's eyes and ears, and his eyes stayed on Mu Bing, and he didn't look away. Suddenly, Lan Ling'er laughed out loud and said coldly: "There is a holy woman from afar to greet her!" ”

Instantly, everyone present was stunned, and even the surrounding guards were also puzzled, they may not know the truth, but they could feel that something was wrong with the scene.

Hearing this, the smile on Mu Bing's face suddenly stiffened, and he glanced at Lan Yuan helplessly, the loss in his eyes was obvious, while Lan Yuan on the side frowned lightly, giving Mu Bing a comforting smile. "Go back!" ”

Lan Ling'er glanced back at the sedan chair, Mo Yan was still inside, his current identity was not suitable to appear openly in Nanchuan, he groaned for a while, and he re-entered the sedan chair.

Seeing Lan Ling'er's rude behavior, the people of the surrounding Nanchuan royal family frowned, and when Lan Yuan saw this, he just smiled helplessly and didn't take it to heart.

The team did not stay in the post house, but went directly into the palace, and after arranging Lan Ling'er in the Lingxi Palace, Lan Yuan and Mu Bing left. Mo Yan looked at the palace in front of him with a smile, his face showed satisfaction, but seeing Lan Ling'er's completely relaxed face, his eyes flashed slightly, and said, "You just let me in directly?" ”

Seeing a hint of evil smile on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth, his originally injured pale face was revealing a strange charm at this time, and his eyes were slightly dazzling. Just listening to his words, Lan Ling'er raised her eyebrows lightly and said, "Otherwise? You let me shout, let the people of the whole Nanchuan know that the prince of the Northern Desert is in the Lingxi Palace, you should know, now Amaterasu and Nanchuan are about to break out. ”

"As the future county lord of Nanchuan, I don't think you should directly hand me over to your imperial grandfather who has never met?" The smile in Mo Yan's eyes was even worse, and there was even a hint of temptation.

Lan Ling'er naturally understood the meaning of his words, but she was not angry, but said seriously: "This is a matter between you, and I can't get involved." ”

sneered, then saw Mo Yan turn around and leave, seeing his dashing back, Lan Ling'er said, "Where are you going?" "The injury is not good now, and even these days of running, there is no sign of healing at all, and it is good to keep it from bad.

"It's not easy to come to the palace in Nanchuan, so naturally you have to go around, so it will be much easier to fight in the future."

The voice came, but there was no figure, Lan Ling'er shook her head funny, sat on the stool, and was speechless for a while.

"Miss, the holy maiden asked the slaves and maids to bring you a change of clothes, and there will be a palace banquet for you in the evening." A group of palace maids wearing light green dresses stood in a row, each holding a tray in their hands, respectfully and respectfully, not daring to cross in the slightest.

Lan Ling'er chuckled, and after nodding, she saw Yi Xue and Yi Shuang step forward and take them one by one.

Before it was dark, Lan Ling'er set off to the Holy Maiden Temple, and saw the palace in Nanchuan along the way, which may not be as magnificent as Amaterasu's, nor as brilliant as that, dazzling, but with a unique flavor. The sound of frolicking among the palace ladies came to my ears from time to time.

I heard that the Nanchuan royal family has never fought, and the princes and princesses live in harmony with each other, which is a big news in the world. Where there is power, there is struggle, and this old emperor can really let his children live in harmony, which shows that the means are not ordinary.

After passing through the twists and turns of the corridor, I finally saw the Holy Maiden Temple, and I had never heard of any palace banquet held in the Holy Maiden Temple, after all, this place was not accessible to everyone.

When they arrived at the door, they were greeted by palace people, and the clothes on their bodies were more red than the original palace people, thinking that their status was a little more noble. As soon as he entered, he could hear the laughter inside, and a trace of doubt flashed in Lan Ling'er's eyes.

When I looked up, I saw a gray-haired old man sitting on the throne, looking at him with burning eyes. Somehow, Lan Ling'er felt a surge of excitement in her heart, could this be the blood relationship?

After Lan Yuan's disappearance, she was in a panic, but she had stabilized her mind very early, waiting for news openly, but secretly she was already visiting. Feng Ran was seriously injured, but he was able to come back unharmed, coupled with the close distance between Qinghe Town and Nanchuan, before Lan Yuan left, he had already revealed in his words that he wanted to hand over the burden of the entire Lan Mansion to himself.

Between the flickering eyes, the reluctance revealed and the contradiction in the relief. Lan Ling'er always knew that Lan Yuan had something to hide from her, but she never really asked about it, as long as it was related to him, it would involve the mother who had never met, and Lan Yuan's feelings for Murong Bing were clear to her, how she was willing to uncover his scars.

It's just that if she had known that this was the case, she would not have held back, and let Lan Yuan take the opportunity of the royal assassination to escape from Amaterasu and leave herself behind.

Glancing at the audience, Lan Ling'er's slightly pale face was calm and free, and just as he was saluting, he was pulled by Lan Yuan on the side and said, "Don't do those false courtesies, this is your imperial grandfather." ”

Lan Ling'er was depressed, but when she saw the old man's expectant eyes, she blurted out and said, "Grandpa Huang!" ”

Mu Xiao looked excited, with a smile on his old but lifeless face, he nodded again and again, and said, "Okay, good, good, finally see my granddaughter." ”

There was a moment of kindness in her heart, there was no old man in the Lan Mansion since she was a child, and the sudden kindness made Lan Ling'er feel a warm current in her heart, as if all the grievances had disappeared. Seeing this, Lan Yuan on the side chuckled at Mu Bing and said softly, "I'll just say, as long as you bring her to see your father-in-law, it's no problem." ”

It's just that Lan Yuan didn't know that Lan Linger's martial arts at this time were no longer comparable to the little girl at the beginning, and the whispered words between him and Mu Bing came into Lan Linger's ears like this, and they didn't fall a word.

Putting away the warmth on her face, Lan Ling'er looked at several middle-aged men on the side with a smile, and said loudly: "Who are these people?" ”

The sudden coldness made Lan Yuan slightly stunned, glanced at Mu Bing's angry eyes, and couldn't help but smile and said, "They are all your uncles." ”

Lan Ling'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Lan Yuan with a smile, for some reason, Lan Yuan shivered, thinking that it had only been a long time since she had seen her, and her daughter's aura seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

"Daddy, is this trying to make me betray Amaterasu? Don't forget, I'm the messenger this time. Lan Ling'er chuckled.

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