Chapter 238: Taste the flowers in the middle of the night

Regardless of Lan Ling'er's wishes, Mo Yan carried her directly without gentleness. Puji Temple is also two hours away from the capital, but Mo Yan is not in a hurry, sitting comfortably in the carriage, leisurely.

The moonlit night was endless, and it was silent darkness outside, as if it was about to swallow it all.

was clicked on the acupoint, Lan Ling'er was angry and hateful, but gradually, all emotions disappeared, and instead closed her eyes and began to sleep. It wasn't until even breathing came that Mo Yan put down the book in his hand and stepped forward, Lan Ling'er's eyelashes were very long, to the point of being jealous.

The fine eyelashes cast a gloom under the eyes, and the originally beautiful face, after dyed with serenity, is like an epiphany blooming in the quiet night.

Mo Yan still prefers her to be asleep, at least without her disguise, she is a little cute. Involuntarily, the acupoints on her body were untied, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It's just that, suddenly, Lan Ling'er's eyes were facing Mo Yan's inquiring eyes, both of them were stunned, and retreated with a light smile, Mo Yan was not worried that she would resist again at this time, after all, she had already gone so far, not to mention, she didn't want to watch Mu Xinghan marry another woman.

Sure enough, Lan Ling'er did not leave in a hurry, but continued to close her eyes and take a nap. For a moment, only the sound of the ruts rubbing against the ground remained, and it was silent and empty, and the insects and birds outside echoed these sounds, which was also a wonderful view.

Suddenly, Mo Yan sighed lightly and said, "If you can't sleep, don't sleep." ”

Before the words fell, I saw Lan Ling'er open her eyes, the light in her eyes was deep and shallow, and the emotions in them were separated from the emotions.

Seeing Lan Ling'er like this, Mo Yan felt a throbbing pain in her heart, and wanted to take her into her arms, but she knew that she would resist, so she gave up, and finally turned into helplessness. Thinking of Mu Xinghan's words, I felt infinite emotion in my heart. They all wanted to protect this woman, and even, he selfishly wanted to have it. So much so that he knew it in the first place, but concealed it.

Raising her eyes and glancing at Lan Ling'er, who was looking at her inquiringly at this time, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth, maybe it was good to tell her, at least, she wouldn't be so desireless, just have hope, "I..."

Just before she could speak, Lan Ling'er said in advance: "How is Yiyue doing?" ”

Swallowing the words on his lips, Mo Yan smiled and said: "She is now the county lord respected by the subjects of the Northern Desert, and the Baihualou in the Northern Desert is becoming more and more prosperous under her care, if you are interested, you can go with me to have a look." ”

Lan Ling'er chuckled and shook her head, she didn't seem to want to do anything now, and the strength of her body was drained. Originally, Mo Yan proposed to go to Puji Temple, but she was tempted, but she was too lazy to act, so she refused. It's just that there is nothing wrong with being forcibly taken away by him.

The two chatted with each other for a while, until the carriage stopped, and the road that had been two hours had to take three hours to arrive. Lan Ling'er naturally knew that Mo Yan was delaying time, and he didn't want to let him go back to see them get married.

It's just that it doesn't matter if she looks at it or not, she has no waves.

It had already passed midnight, the sky was navy blue, a few dark stars were crumbling, and when they got out of the carriage, a cool breeze hit, carrying the peculiar smell of the mountains. I couldn't help but shudder, thinking that it was summer anyway now, and I didn't want this mountain to be so cold.

A thin cloak was covered over his shoulders, pure white in color, even in the gloom. Lan Ling'er glanced at Mo Yan and smiled gratefully. She didn't say thanks, as if she didn't like them by nature, and she hated to apologize, these were weak and pale things.

Even if you say it, you can't change many things, so why talk about it?

The lights of Puji Temple have not been extinguished, is there anyone chanting all night? The stairs of the temple chief extend down, as if it is a ladder with no end in sight, remember to go back here, and Dongfang Qi went to the back mountain to hunt, at ease, although there is a temptation in it, but also see Dongfang Qi's true character.

He is suitable for the rivers and lakes, but he is trapped in a cage, and he wants to break free, but he has concerns. Who said that his concern must be Mo Kite, maybe there are others. There are thousands of human feelings, and there are many emotions in them, and no one can really explain them.

Talking and laughing in the sun, there seems to be no estrangement between the three of them, and the smile is like a flower, and it is more delicate than a flower.

Mo Yan on the side looked at Lan Ling'er standing quietly at the bottom of the stairs, as if she was the only one left in the world, she didn't know what she was thinking, but she knew that it must be something that she couldn't get, because the sadness around her seemed to have infected him.

Lan Linger is a person who is not easy to show her mentality, but sometimes she is so simple that you can see through it at a glance. is stubborn and stubborn and wants you to strangle her to death directly, but she is so strong and agile that you want to put the world in front of her and let you choose.

The breeze moved slightly, blowing the ends of the hair around the ears, swirling lightly in the air, and hitting the face with a slight itch. The hem of the cloak and the long skirt danced slowly, and finally, Lan Ling'er retracted her thoughts, gathered all her feelings, and glanced at Mo Yan with a smile, the silver moonlight sprinkled on the peerless smile, adding a little bit of vanity and a little more melancholy.

Before Mo Yan could recover from his amazement, Lan Ling'er raised her hand, pinned the broken hair in her ear behind her ear, and said, "Let's go!" ”

The two walked up the stairs, the moonlight stretched the figure to the old age, and they met in an inconspicuous place, and the corners of Lan Ling'er's mouth rose all the time, as if unconsciously, and as if they were deliberately carved.

Finally, standing at the door of the temple, a crisp knock broke the silence here. Surprisingly, it was the abbot who opened the door.

"Excuse me!" Lan Ling'er bowed slightly, expressing her apologies and respect to the abbot, as for why she had respect for someone she had only met once, she couldn't say.

Seeing that the abbot was stunned for a moment, he glanced at Lan Ling'er deeply, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and before he could catch it, he disappeared into his loving smile.

"Miss Lan doesn't have to see outside, it's an honor for the temple. Open a door for everyone who needs it. The warm voice came, as if the spring sun was shining into my heart, and it was bright for a moment.

I don't want this abbot to remember herself, Lan Ling'er's heart moved slightly, what she didn't know was that the reason why the abbot knew Lan Ling'er was because someone had mentioned it to him, and at that time, the soft light on that person's face was something he had never seen in so many years.

But he knew that it was happiness and yearning.

Mo Yan just stood quietly aside, and everywhere he looked, it was only a few feet of heaven and earth in front of him, and the figure in front of him.

Nodding slightly to Mo Yan on the side, the abbot didn't ask much, didn't think much about it, took them to different rooms, and left. Lan Ling'er didn't light a candle, she opened the window, and the moonlight outside shone in, with a faint, silver-white shimmer.

A faint thought spreads, thinking about nothing, and everything is swirling in the head.

"Why don't you light the lights?" Mo Yan's magnetic voice came, I don't know if it was his own illusion, Lan Ling'er found that Mo Yan's voice became a little deeper and deeper. The charm I had at first sight seemed to be getting clearer.

If she paid attention, she would find that not only her voice, but also her appearance had changed slightly. Maybe it's not big, but the temperament of the whole person is out of the original female form. Maybe Mo Yan's aura was strong enough to make people ignore his charming face.

Smiling, Lan Ling'er replied, "Aren't you going out?" Why light the lamp? ”

Frowning slightly, Mo Yan smiled and said, "Then let's go." ”

The two left, and when they first came to this pear blossom forest, it was also at night, but at this time, there was already a trace of belly white in the east, and the stars in the sky, which were already scarce, became more and more faint. The pear blossoms are almost grateful, the pear blossoms are thankful at the beginning of April, and they will bloom again in July.

Lan Ling'er remembers that the pear blossoms in the mountain behind Puji Temple bloom twice a year, once in spring and once in autumn. Others are satisfied with the splendor of one time, but it wants to possess it twice, but, if it really has such ability, it is not impossible, after all, who doesn't love to bloom?

The plain hand stretched out, and the soft petals fell on the hand, as clean as snow, but gentle as light. Mo Yan had already placed all the things in place, and when she looked up, she saw Lan Ling'er's figure standing quietly, she didn't take off her cloak, and the wind was strong at this time, but it was just right.

Tightening his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of Lan Ling'er's mouth, at the beginning, you said that when the pear blossoms bloomed, you told everything, but now, when the pear blossoms bloomed, she married another woman, Mu Xinghan, you should be really ruthless, to me, and to yourself.

Glancing at the dishes, Lan Ling'er glanced at Mo Yan, and had to say that what he brought was what he liked.

Suddenly, a burst of wine fragrance came, and the cup in front of him was already full, and he held it lightly, sniffed it before he got it to his nose, and his thin lips opened slightly, "Pear Blossom?" ”

Nodding, a trace of appreciation flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, and the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were close friends who had not seen each other for many years, embracing a common tacit understanding and not talking about the events that everyone in the world is concerned about today. From time to time, pear blossoms fall into the dish, and they don't care about it.

Mo Yan directly picked up a piece of petal and put it in his mouth, Lan Ling'er frowned lightly, and said with a smile: "How does it taste?" ”

But seeing Mo Yan smiling and silent, at this time, he looked so good when he smiled, charming and charming, with the pear blossom breeze, it became more and more clear, if you don't think about his love for yourself, it is also excellent to have such a close friend by your side. Lan Ling'er sighed lightly in her heart.

After thinking about it, he saw that there was an extra petal in front of him, which was picked up from the air by Fang Cai Moyan, and after hesitating for a long time, Lan Ling'er couldn't resist the temptation after all, and reached out to take it off the chopsticks. put it in his mouth, his thin lips closed one by one, his brows frowned, and he glanced at Mo Yan.

Seeing that he had already laughed, Lan Ling'er rolled her eyes, but still insisted on swallowing the flower juice. Bitterness spreads in the mouth, isn't this taste the most suitable?