Chapter Eighty-Eight: Hidden Emotions

In the Lan Mansion, Lingyue Pavilion put Lan Ling'er on the bed, Mu Xinghan sat quietly aside, looking at her slightly pale face at this time, frowning brows, even if she fainted, there was no trace of relaxation. Holding Lan Ling'er's hands tightly, Mu Xing's cold eyes were filled with deep pity.

Lan Xuan pushed the door in, glanced at Lan Ling'er, and said softly, "How is it?" ”

"Just get some sleep." Mu Xinghan sighed lightly. Lan Ling'er was just overly sad and emotionally excited, so she suddenly fainted. It was already unexpected that she could survive until the last moment, after all, when Feng Ran appeared, what happened to Lan Yuan, they could all guess what happened to them, at most it was just self-deception.

"What do you think?" Lan Xuan asked, Lan Ling'er will not give up on this matter, but now that it is the world of the Dongfang family, what should they do?

Hearing this, Mu Xing chuckled coldly, but he didn't see the slightest temperature, and said lightly: "Presumably Ling'er already has her own choice." ”

Time flies, and all kinds of rumors and all kinds of theories have gradually stopped in this month's time. The gate of the Blue Mansion was closed tightly for a month, but every day Lan Xuan went out to the court in the morning light, and then returned home. The emperor occasionally mentioned Lan Ling'er, but he only prevaricated.

Regarding Lan Yuan's funeral, there was not the slightest movement in the Lan Mansion, it was just a piece of clothing, and Lan Ling'er didn't bother to do anything more, which only added to the troubles.

Dongfang Jiaoyang has come to the Blue Mansion many times, and even with Mo Yan and Mo Yu, all the princes have appeared at the gate of the Blue Mansion before and after, but they have all been blocked by Lan Xuan. They understood Lan Ling'er's heart, and they understood the relationship between her and Lan Yuan even more, even if they were swept away, they didn't have the slightest complaint.

Mu Xinghan seems to have returned to tranquility, Mu Wangfu has been closed since he begged Lan Ling'er in front of the emperor that day, Mu Qing did not have the slightest dissatisfaction with his grandson's approach, but praised it greatly, and the royal family could only watch helplessly. Although Mu Qing is old, he is also a hero of the previous dynasty, and he is a generation higher than the current emperor, who dares to touch his brow and make him unhappy. Come to think of it, even the emperor can avoid it.

In the blink of an eye, from the end of May to the end of June, summer also slipped away in this instant, but such a hot summer was undoubtedly a little colder for Lan Ling'er than the cold winter.

In the Lingyue Pavilion, the princes and princesses of the capital recently, and the places where all the rich and noble families want to explore, Lan Ling'er is lying quietly on the soft couch, and under the big tree in the courtyard is a dense shade, which just covers all the heat. Qingli's face has been reduced a lot in a month's time, and there is a hint of paleness on her face.

Feng Ran sat across the Nanmu table, the hot tea in his hand had cooled down in such a hot season, with a hint of worry in his eyes. When he woke up that day, he heard about the Blue Mansion. When he arrived at the Lan Mansion, he saw Lan Ling'er lying on the bed with a pale face, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

It's just that after waking up, Lan Ling'er was surprisingly quiet, neither noisy nor noisy, but neither laughing nor angry, always faint. In order to prevent others from being annoyed, Lan Xuan directly asked the Lan Mansion to thank the guests. This matter is more or less mixed with the royal family, although he also saw with his own eyes that Lan Yuan had an accident for Dongfang Yi, but he couldn't figure out the joints in it, and when he wanted to investigate deeply, he was hindered and seriously injured.

Feng Ran sighed softly, these days I have nothing to do and run this way, even if it is good to look at her, just know that she is okay. With her calm thinking, Lan Ling'er was able to reorganize the Afterimage Pavilion, and made some adjustments in all aspects, which was also more meticulous and thoughtful.

Knowing that today was the same result, unless Lan Ling'er had something to order, otherwise, even if he stayed here for a day, she wouldn't say a word, Feng Ran got up and was about to leave, "I'm fine!" Lan Ling'er's faint voice came into Feng Ran's ears, but he saw that his body was about to get up, half-squatting, frozen in place.

Lan Ling'er raised her eyes, a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, the faint smile on her face seemed to have a little more temperature, Feng Ran laughed inadvertently, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. was about to sit down and continue to chat with her, but Lan Ling'er said lightly: "You go get busy first, I want to be alone." ”

Feng Ran's face froze, but he still turned around and left helplessly.

When Mu Xinghan came over, he saw the full smile on Feng Ran's face from a distance, his eyebrows were slightly raised, but he was also slightly relieved, and Feng Ran saw Mu Xinghan's figure, his face was full of disdain, and he muttered: "I didn't know where I went a while ago, what do you want to do when you come back now?" ”

Mu Xinghan chuckled, didn't care, passed by Feng Ran, walked leisurely, but seemed to be a little faster, Feng Ran turned his head to look at his departing figure, his eyes flashed slightly, I remember that a month ago, Mu Xinghan placed Lan Ling'er and left the Lan Mansion, and after returning to Mu Wang's Mansion, he was also closed, but Lan Xuan once said that only Mu Xinghan in this world can make Lan Ling'er really quiet, and only he can give Lan Ling'er a sense of security.

At that time, he didn't admit it, but after so many days of his own efforts, there was no achievement at all, and as soon as Mu Xinghan appeared, he could let Lan Ling'er stop the pursuit of Dongfang Yi, which was more important, he could still understand at a glance.

When Mu Xinghan came to Lingyue Pavilion, Lan Ling'er's eyes were closed lightly, and her face was safe, but she could still vaguely see her frowning brows. The ice-blue dress was a little empty on her, and her emaciated body made Mu Xinghan's eyes flash a trace of pain.

Standing a foot away staring at Lan Ling'er's body, I don't know how long it took, the fan-like eyelashes were gently swept away, revealing the eyes glowing with cold light inside, Mu Xinghan walked forward, "What are you doing here?" Lan Ling'er's light voice made Mu Xinghan pause, but he didn't pay attention to it and sat opposite her.

Seeing this, Lan Ling'er didn't pay attention to it anymore, and closed her eyes to recuperate, but her heart was overturned.

Mu Xinghan's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at the cup in front of him, which was obviously used by Fang Cai Feng Ran, and there were only two of them on the table, took Feng Dye's aside, reached out and took Lan Ling'er's in front of him, and poured himself a cup of tea. Although her eyes were closed, Lan Ling'er couldn't help but pay attention to Mu Xinghan's every move, and the sudden fragrance of pear blossoms made her open her eyes instantly, with unpredictable anger on her face.

Mu Xinghan didn't seem to hear it, and continued the movements in his hand until he filled himself with tea, then he looked at Lan Ling'er, his eyes flashed slightly, and said, "Are you still angry?" ”

Lan Ling'er turned her face to the side and said, "You already knew, didn't you?" There was an uncontrollable tremor in her voice, and she hoped that Mu Xinghan would deny it.

It's just that this is not the case, seeing Mu Xinghan nodded lightly, and said, "I will know the night before I teach you to ride and shoot." ”

Suddenly, Lan Ling'er turned her head and looked at Mu Xinghan's eyes in disbelief, as if someone had peeled off her heart so painfully, the person she loved was actually related to her father's death, how could she forgive. The reason why he suddenly made a move against Mu Xinghan at the gate of the Blue Mansion was not because he was blocking him, but because he guessed that he knew everything at that time.

Mu Xinghan frowned slightly, sighed softly, and said, "Things are not what you imagined. ”

Lan Ling'er clenched her fists, but said quietly: "Heh, it's not what I thought, what do you Mu Xinghan want, the prince of Mu Wangfu, but you are the owner of Dustless Villa, you think you have hidden it from the world, but you don't know that you have already betrayed yourself." Mu Xinghan, what is your heart made of? You can hurt me and hurt me, but you shouldn't have hurt my father, how innocent he is. ”

Mu Xinghan's body was shocked, he smiled sadly, his voice couldn't help but be a little colder, and said: "You keep saying that I hurt Uncle Lan, but have you really seen what I have done, indeed, I have hidden your identity, but how can I really hide it from you, you have never asked, and you have never even cared about my life or death, whether it is Gong Wuchen or Mu Xinghan, it is just an identity, when have you ever been so concerned about a piece of clothing?" ”

Lan Ling'er was slightly stunned, indeed, Mu Xinghan had never done anything, but he was hiding it from himself, and he had no such obligation to tell himself to be careful. What's wrong with you? With a self-deprecating smile, Lan Ling'er said faintly: "Indeed, I shouldn't blame you." The soft voice seemed to be like this, and the afternoon sun was whispering to the trees, but it also came to Mu Xinghan's ears word for word.

Mu Xinghan's body was shocked, and he looked at Lan Ling'er in surprise, his eyes were filled with remorse, he blamed Lan Ling'er for not thinking about himself, and how could he have thought about the woman in front of him. The ice-blue figure, exuding loneliness, seemed to cover out the strong sunlight.

took a few steps forward, hugging Lan Ling'er's body tightly, but seeing her struggling to stand up, Mu Xinghan refused to let go, and her jade-like face was attached to her white jade-like neck. The two of them lived on the soft couch like this, the snow-white soft couch was not big, and it seemed a little small at this time.

seemed to be tired, and the two of them were quiet, leaning on each other. A few rays of sunlight came through a gap in the leaves, and I wanted to see the beautiful scenery under the trees, but I seemed to be surprised by this strange atmosphere, and hurriedly jumped out.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you, when I first met, I was as Gong Wuchen, and then I was curious about you, and then I was moved by you, and when I realized that I was in love with you, it was too late to explain, so I never deliberately concealed it, thinking that you would lift all the veils yourself and see this different me. But who knows, you never seem to have noticed the difference or similarity between two people, and it is impossible not to have the slightest suspicion if you have really been in contact like this, even if you just ask me, but you never ask, I think..."