After Lan Meng carefully treated the wound, she changed into a light blue Luo skirt for herself. The hair is woven into a modern weave to wrap the drift sea around the back and then fasten it with a ribbon, leaving the remaining long hair to be soft and vertical to the waist. In modern times, she doesn't like to wear makeup, and now she doesn't put rouge gouache on her face. Besides, the original owner's skin is as white and tender as frost, and it can be broken by blowing, even if it is not modified in any way, it is enough to captivate the country and the city.

After Lan Meng finished all this, he called Ling'er, who was still complaining, "Ling'er, let's go out for a walk." ”

"Princess, you haven't had breakfast yet?"

"I'm not hungry yet, I'll eat later."

The betrayal of her boyfriend and friends, coupled with the bizarre rebirth, all of this made Lan Meng unacceptable, and she had no appetite at all, and the depression of her mood made her just want to go out and breathe.

Walking out of the door, Lan Meng wandered around the palace, for Lan Meng, this palace felt like a modern park to her, not much feeling. The only difference is that the air here is particularly fresh, the environment is quiet, and people are in a state of relaxation, just as she was enjoying this moment, Ling'er whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Princess, in front is the prince." ”

Lan Meng lazily looked up at the gazebo in front of him, and saw a man in an inky blue brocade robe and a man in white chatting, judging from their words and deeds, they were chatting happily. Lan Meng withdrew his gaze and walked casually to the garden path on the right.

Ling'er stared at the direction Lan Meng was walking, and he was stunned for a moment. She thought that the princess would definitely make a fuss, instead of walking away coldly. Although the princess is not favored in the purple and blue country, the princess is famous for her brutal and willful personality, and she never lets herself be wronged in the slightest, and today's princess seems very quiet, which makes her a little unaccustomed. Could it be that the princess has a plan in mind? It must be so, Ling'er persuaded herself and followed with broken steps.

There are some things that you don't look for, but it finds you. From the moment Lan Meng stepped into the garden, Litian had already begun to pay attention to her. Damn woman, don't think it's the marriage that the father refers to, she is the princess, and this king will not let her get what she wants. Coupled with Lan Meng's ignorance of him at this time, Litian was even more angry.

"Why didn't the concubine salute when she saw this king, is this king so unsightly?"

A word with anger came over, making Ling'er pull the corner of Lan Meng's clothes in fear, and Lan Meng gave Ling'er a reassuring smile: It's going to be fine. Ling'er felt Lan Meng's concern, and her heart warmed. No matter how the prince punishes the princess, she will definitely protect her desperately.

Seeing Lan Meng's footsteps from the sky, he didn't mean to stop, he raised his right hand, and a person flashed in front of Lan Meng like an arrow, and said respectfully: "Leng Ran knocked to see the princess, princess, the prince is invited!" ”

Lan Meng looked at Leng Ran, and saw that he was wearing a black guard uniform, with high black hair, handsome and prominent facial features, and angular outlines, giving people a clean and neat vision, he could call himself by his name, obviously he had a certain status in the palace.

"Then there are Lao Leng guards leading the way." Lan Meng responded politely.

"The slave and the maid knock to see the prince."

"The concubine knocks on the prince." Lan Meng learned from Ling'er and saluted slightly, and then sat down unceremoniously.

Only then did Lan Meng see her husband's original appearance, a pair of deep eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, fair skin and perfect face shape, and the whole person exuded a kind of king atmosphere that was powerful in the world.

The man in white has a pair of single phoenix eyes, his skin is very white, his tight facial features exude a sunny atmosphere, and the white clothes blow with the breeze, and the whole person looks casual. When Lan Meng looked at them, the other party also looked at her.

I didn't expect this princess of the purple and blue country to be so pretty. Goose egg face, a pair of clear and bright eyes, a small nose bridge, smooth skin, thin lips showing a lovely pink, vertical long hair scattered over the shoulders, a plain and elegant blue outfit looks fresh and moving.

When Lan Meng looked at the man in white, she was attracted by the jade flute in front of his desk, which reminded her of her brother, who was a year younger than her. Although she hates her parents' patriarchy, she loves her brother very much. In modern times, my younger brother also loves to play the flute, and every time she encounters upset, she always pesters him to play a song for herself, and every time she listens to it, her mood will improve.

"I don't know what is so special about Ye Ling's flute that can make the princess so fascinated?"

Ye Ling's voice made Lan Meng retract his gaze and smiled faintly, "Ye Gongzi's jade flute reminds me of an old man, and I lost my mind for a while, which made Gongzi smile." ”

Lan Meng's smile made Litian's heart skip a beat, but it was quickly replaced by a sense of disgust.

"Brother Ye, why don't you let this king's concubine accompany you to play a song? It just so happens that this king can also appreciate the exquisite talent of the concubine. He glanced at Lan Meng meaningfully, indifferently picked up the tea, and took a sip lightly, with an evil smile on his handsome face at this time.

As far as Ye Ling knew, the princess of the Purple and Blue Country was simply a straw bag, she couldn't understand anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her pungent personality was like a shrew. It seems that the rumor that the prime minister's daughter is in love with the sky is true. Ye Ling picked up the jade flute and said respectfully to Lan Meng: "It is an honor for Ye to play with the princess. ”

Although Lan Meng didn't know what talent this original princess had, judging from the subtle expressions of the two, this original princess might be a straw bag, obviously leaving the sky just wouldn't make her feel better, hum, what a cold-blooded man. Lan Meng scolded in her heart, fortunately, when she was in college, she was curious about the guqin for a while, so she played with her senior sister for a month. She can't play a single song. But you can still get through the trick while playing and singing. Lan Meng said unhurriedly: "Ye Gongzi is modest, Lord Wang, the concubine has a request." ”

Lan Meng stared straight at the sky, making Leng Ran stunned. No one has ever dared to face the prince like this, she is the first, it seems that this princess is not simple.

Litian held the teacup with one hand and said lazily: "I don't know what the concubine wants?" ”

"The concubine begs the prince, this time let the concubine play solo."

"This king has answered."

The air was filled with the smell of *, and when the two of them were staring at each other, Leng Ran had already put the guqin on the stone table next to him.

"Princess, please!"

Lan Meng stood up and sat calmly in front of the guqin, seeing Ling'er's already frightened pale face, she couldn't help but sigh. She looked up at the courtyard of the deep house, thinking of the betrayal in the previous life, the helplessness of the present life, and the sad heart just wanted to vent, she sang Xu Yina's "Dead Leaf Butterfly". The slender jade fingers plucked on the strings, and the melodious singing sounded, and the poignant sadness in the song touched the hearts of everyone in the palace.

Dead leaf butterfly Dead leaf butterfly

Once there is no protective color

Pale and fragile, fluttering and falling

Who can fly together lonely and lonely

Dead leaf butterfly Dead leaf butterfly

The spark in my heart has been extinguished

When will you be able to flap your wings?

Fly to the clouds and the moon in your dreams

……

After singing the song "Dead Leaf Butterfly", Lan Meng saluted slightly, and pulled Ling'er, who was so frightened that he couldn't speak, to leave.

Ye Ling looked at Lan Meng's back, and couldn't help but wonder about her, what she had experienced, why was the song so sad, this was different from the rumors. It's so interesting! An imperceptible smile raised.

Leaving the sky until Lan Meng left, he didn't say a word, as always, he was sipping tea, unfathomable and incomprehensible, only the heartbeat that couldn't be calmed down for a long time in his heart betrayed him.