Lan Lan accompanied Youruo for several days, and entered King Ying's mansion every day, but the most disappointed thing was King Ying's face, and she didn't see it once.

For ancient women, it was already very presumptuous for Lan Lan to do this. What woman would chase a man and chase him to a man's house?

This day is February 20th, and for the season of a hundred flowers, today is the Hundred Flowers Festival of the Moriten Dynasty.

Lan Lan proposed with interest: "Youruo, do you want to go out and enjoy the flowers?" ”

"There is a hundred flowers banquet in the palace today, haven't you received an invitation?"

The reappearance of the female doctor of the Lan Dynasty in the national capital has spread throughout the dynasty. Lan Lan is the apprentice of the wonderful hand, why didn't the palace send an invitation to invite her?

"Yes, but I don't want to go." After a few days of talking, Lan Lan let go of Youruo a lot.

Looking at the red lips under the mask, he smiled and asked, "Do you want to go?" ”

Youruo shook her head, "I don't want to." "That palace, she doesn't want to enter it.

"You and I are so strange, other women, I hope to participate!" Lan smiled, and the pear vortex appeared.

"There are also many folk programs, no worse than those in the palace!" You drank a cup of green tea indifferently.

"Shall we go out then?" Lan Lan grabbed Youruo's hand with excitement, the two of them had never traveled together!

Seeing that Su Lan showed the delicate appearance of a teenage girl, she nodded steadily and responded to Lan Lan.

Yu Lan was infected by Youruo's temperament, and exclaimed, "Youruo, obviously you are a year younger than me, why do you feel like you are a sister." ”

Because the age of Yuruo's soul is a thirty-year-old girl! "I've experienced a lot, so I'm naturally old-fashioned."

Lan Lan did not continue this topic, just as she did not reveal the scars on her face in front of Youruo.

If life is not going well, people will see through the world faster... Lan Lan understands!

There was nothing to prepare, Lu Rong accompanied him, and the three teenage girls went to Wanhua Mountain together.

At this time of year, Wanhua Mountain is full of people, and the number of people going up the mountain will be four or five times more than usual.

Sitting in the carriage of the palace, I felt uncomfortable and wanted to gag. didn't feel happy, but wanted to cry by the stop-and-go carriage.

"Youruo, are you a three-dizzy person?" Lan Lan held Youruo's arm distressedly.

Yu Ruo replied weakly, "Well, three dizzies...", he looked at Yu Lan, and then fell, the word "person"...

"Lan Lan, what kind of people are dizzy?" He frowned, and his little face under the mask was pale without a trace of blood.

"Seasickness, seasickness, seasickness."

Be... Airsick!

"Youruo, it's almost time to Wanhua Mountain, let's get out of the car and walk!" Lan Lan looked at the pale lips and was worried.

Lu Rong agreed with the goddess's statement and echoed: "Miss, get out of the car, look at you uncomfortable!" ”

"Okay." Su Lan and Lu Rong supported Youruo together and walked most of the way.

Because of the goddess of Lan Lan and the ugly girl, they have a high rate of attention!

Someone wanted to step forward and stammer Lan Lan, but he stopped the idea because of Youruo.

Finally, before going up the mountain, I went to the discomfort of nausea. You Ruo cheered up and did a few stretches to warm up.

"A lot of people, Youruo, I'm afraid..."After all, Youruo is pregnant, in case you don't pay attention to the fall, there is a loss, it's not good to explain to King Ying...

You shook her head indifferently, since she came, how could she sweep away the interest of the two little girls.

The three of them helped each other up the mountain, pointing to the beautiful scenery of the mountain, laughing and playing, and the melodious laughter like a bell was like a yellow warbler in the woods.

When Lu Rong was playing with Youruo, the whites of her eyes turned yellow for a moment when the two of them didn't notice... The black pupils turned blood red...

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(Markor Literature-)