Chapter 144: Ancient Legends (1)

Grabbing the door frame with her bare hands, Lan Ling'er looked at the corpses in the house, she was still a good person, but at this time, she appeared in front of her in such a situation. Her eyes were slightly red, and Lan Ling'er turned around and staggered away.

Seeing that Lan Ling'er hadn't returned for a long time, Yi Xue and Yi Shuang were waiting at the door of Lingyue Pavilion, but when they saw Lan Ling'er stumbling, the two looked at each other suspiciously, and quickly greeted them.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Yi Xue worried.

Hearing this, Lan Ling'er came back to her senses, glanced at Yi Xue, and said quietly: "Send two people to the prince's mansion and bury the old man in a dark room in the east." Remember to put out the candle on the table. "When people go out, the lights should be turned off, and now there is no one in the Prince's Mansion.

Yi Xue and Yi Shuang were both at a loss when they heard this, but they also did as Lan Ling'er ordered.

After a little washing, Lan Ling'er lay down, but with her eyes open, looking at the top of the bed. It wasn't until Dongfang was slightly white that he fell asleep faintly, and there was even a trace of tears on his face.

Mu Xinghan appeared in the Blue Mansion early in the morning, but it was Lan Ling'er's unstable sleeping face that entered when he pushed the door, and his eyes flashed slightly. Stretched out his hand to smooth the folds on his forehead, before going out, seeing Yi Xue's busy figure, Mu Xinghan said lightly: "Who did Ling'er see last night?" ”

Yi Xue stopped what she was doing, thinking about Lan Ling'er's scene last night, she was really worried, so she said respectfully: "Miss went to the Prince's Mansion last night, and that's it after she came back." ”

Hearing this, Mu Xinghan frowned slightly, and was about to turn around and leave, but Yi Xue continued: "Last night, an old man died in the Prince's Mansion, and it seems that he was killed, and the young lady asked the people of the Afterimage Pavilion to bury the corpse. ”

Mu Xinghan's body paused slightly, and then entered the house, looking at Lan Ling'er's unstable sleeping face, silent.

When Lan Ling'er opened her eyes, she saw Mu Xinghan sitting on a soft couch not far away, holding a book in his hand, but he didn't look at it, his eyes flashed, and he said, "What do you think?" ”

Mu Xinghan turned his gaze to the soft couch when he heard this, and saw that Lan Ling'er was sitting on the bed, her face was slightly pale, she put down the book in her hand, slowly came to her side, stroked her smooth forehead with her bare hands, and said gently: "Always frown, there will be wrinkles here in the future." ”

But seeing Lan Ling'er chuckling, the Buddha opened Mu Xinghan's hand, but his frowning brows also let go, and he didn't shy away from getting up, picked up the clothes next to the bed and began to put them on.

Seeing Lan Ling'er's unguarded behavior like this, Mu Xinghan's eyes were deep, and she took her petite body into her arms, but she didn't say anything, as if they had discussed, and the two of them were silent. Don't want to spoil such a quiet and peaceful.

After a long time, Mu Xinghan sighed slightly and said softly: "The emperor's birthday banquet is coming." ”

Lan Ling'er nodded slightly, yes, what should come will always come.

Seeing this, Mu Xinghan didn't say anything anymore, and began to sort out Lan Ling'er's clothes, someone helped, and Lan Ling'er didn't bother to do it. The light fragrance of pear blossoms was entangled, and somehow, Lan Ling'er felt an inexplicable trace of panic in her heart. But it's only fleeting, and even I can't catch it.

After putting on Lan Ling'er's clothes, and lightly imprinting a kiss on her forehead, Mu Xinghan took her to the soft couch, hugged her delicate body, and rested his head on her shoulder.

"Have you sent someone to look for the Fire Lotus and the Snow Lotus?" Lan Ling'er asked softly.

Mu Xinghan paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Yes." ”

"The source of ice and snow that I gave me last time, you said that it was collected by the snow water on the edge of the snow lotus, and it should have been found at that time." Lan Ling'er continued, her voice flat and shallow.

Mu Xinghan rubbed Lan Ling'er's neck and said, "When I met you, I guessed that with your temperament, you would definitely not give up so easily." So I went to the Tianshan Mountains, found a snow lotus that did not bloom, and took the source of ice and snow. ”

Lan Ling'er leaned back, and didn't stop until she was against Mu Xinghan's chest, and continued: "No wonder I got sick later, and Grandpa Qing only let me go over, I didn't understand at that time, come to think of it, your illness is also caused by me." ”

Turning Lan Ling'er's body, Mu Xinghan glanced at her deeply, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, but he didn't speak, chuckling against her smooth forehead.

Lan Ling'er closed her eyes and opened her thin lips lightly, and said, "It's also true, which time you got sick wasn't because of me." ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Suddenly, Mu Xinghan interrupted her words.

Sealing a closed lip flap, Lan Ling'er did not resist at all, and even tentatively stretched out her delicate tongue, but it was only revealed that it was taken away by Mu Xinghan. Breathing on each other, possessively declaring that they belong to each other.

It wasn't until Lan Ling'er was about to run out of breath that Mu Xinghan let go of her. The two looked at each other quietly, Lan Ling'er stroked his jade-like face, the corners of her eyebrows were dyed with a trace of sadness, and murmured, "Why are you so good to me?" I'm nothing, nothing. ”

Mu Xinghan didn't see her mood, smiled and pinched the tip of her nose, and said, "Wait for a while, next spring, when the pear blossoms bloom, I'll tell you, okay?" ”

A smile spread on the corner of Lan Ling'er's mouth, nodded, and said, "Okay!" ”

As he spoke, he threw himself into Mu Xinghan's arms, and the sorrow on his brow disappeared.

It's just that from an angle that she can't see, Mu Xinghan is frowning.

"When the emperor celebrates his birthday, Yiyue is going to play?" It's a question, but it's an affirmation.

Lan Ling'er paused slightly, withdrew from Mu Xinghan's arms, and said, "How do you know?" ”

But seeing Mu Xinghan raised his eyebrows, he said, "Dongfang Jiaoyang is so arrogant and went to find Yiyue, can I not guess?" ”

"Yes, but the sun wants Yiyue to wear the dance clothes of the noble people."

Hearing this, Mu Xinghan pondered for a moment and said, "Do you know why the Northern Desert royal family attaches so much importance to Princess Moxun?" ”

"Because Mo Xun is the sister of the King of the Northern Desert, and at the same time carries the symbolic mark of the Northern Desert royal family." Lan Ling'er said lightly.

"Do you know what that mark is?"

Lan Ling'er was slightly stunned, she really hadn't paid attention, and motioned for Mu Xinghan to continue.

"There are two strange phenomena in the Northern Desert royal family, one is that the women of the royal family are born with charming bones, and the other is that among the women of each generation of the royal family, there is a birthmark with a mandala flower, this woman has always been well protected, beyond the rights that ordinary princesses should have, just because of rumors, only this woman is healthy and happy, and the Northern Desert royal family can be eternal."

Lan Ling'er's eyes couldn't help but widen, she had never heard of this before.

Seeing this, Mu Xinghan couldn't help but hug her hands tightly, and said, "Few people know about this matter, I'm afraid the emperor doesn't know either, otherwise he wouldn't have let Mo Xun go so easily." I also heard my grandfather mention it. ”

"You mean Izuki?" Lan Ling'er didn't explain, she knew that Mu Xinghan understood.

But seeing Mu Xinghan nodded, he said: "It is very likely, although Yiyue is not as charming as Moyu, and it is rumored that Moyue was also a little different from the royal daughter, but, it is undeniable that Yiyue is indeed a little more charming than ordinary women." ”

Lan Ling'er was silent for a while, if it was because of this, Mo Yan must have known Yiyue's identity a long time ago. But why did he still have an alliance with himself, what was his purpose, and whether Yi Yue also knew her background.

She had doubts about Yiyue's identity, after all, such an outstanding woman could not be an ordinary person, but because she was brought back by Feng Dye, she bought it from another Qinglou. No one would make such a big sacrifice in order to get close to themselves.

If Mu Xinghan's guess is correct, does it also mean that even Yiyue herself doesn't know her identity. After all, there are many things that can't be pretended.

Seeing that Lan Ling'er was stunned without a trace of movement, Mu Xinghan couldn't help patting her petite face and said softly: "Okay, don't think about it so much, you'll know when the time comes." ”

This matter, no matter what the outcome is, is not harmful to Lan Ling'er herself, everything depends on Yi Yue's own choice.

"That's just a legend, who knows what the outcome will be?" Lan Ling'er pouted. The legend of the royal family of the Northern Desert is like a god, and this world seems to have a layer of unknown secrets, and everyone is just looking at flowers in the fog.

Mu Xinghan chuckled and said, "I'll tell you a story, you must have known it before, but if it was just a story, you didn't take it to heart." ”

Hearing this, Lan Ling'er raised her eyebrows and said, "Let's talk about it." ”

"Last time you asked me, are there any ghosts and gods in this world, remember?"

Lan Ling'er nodded and said, "Naturally, I remember, I still remember what you said, but then it disappeared in an instant." ”

Mu Xinghan chuckled and continued, "If you try to summarize all the myths and stories together, you can come up with a universal story. Once upon a time, the world was divided into humans, immortals, demons, ghosts, demons, and gods. Among them, humans are the weakest, attached to the fairy world, and there has always been a constant war between the demon world and the fairy world. The demon world and the ghost world are in between, and the gods are beings higher than the fairy world, but they have never cared about the world. ”

Lan Ling'er knew this, when she was a child, Lan Yuan also told her a lot of mythological stories, and she naturally remembered them. The demons and monsters in there are all supernatural powers.

Seeing that Lan Ling'er listened carefully, Mu Xinghan couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't expect that he would tell her the mythical story now.

"Have you noticed that there is only one god in all people's mouths, Ziyao Immortal Venerable?"

"It seems that yes, although the names are different, but in fact they all describe the same. It should be that the version that circulates is different. Lan Ling'er answered.

"It's just that Ziyao Immortal Venerable has never been out of his 'Ziyao Palace', and at that time, no one in the ordinary fairy world and demon world dared to provoke him at will. Because Ziyao Immortal Venerable, although he is a god, he has a cold personality, indifferent and detached. Because a flower, the power of a finger, destroyed an immortal hall, and the immortal world did not dare to say much about this. ”

"Later, little by little, that place was forgotten." Mu Xinghan said quietly.

But Lan Ling'er retorted: "That's not the case, in the legend, didn't Ziyao Immortal Venerable go down to earth and reincarnate?" ”

With a chuckle, Mu Xinghan said, "You listen to me first." ”

With a pouting mouth, Lan Ling'er returned to his embrace, found a comfortable position, closed her eyes slightly, and continued to listen to Mu Xinghan's gentle and warm voice.

!!