Hua Jinglan leaned against the edge of the bed, combing her hair frequently, her mind filled with Wei Yan's words, and her words just explained the failure of the prediction of the Saint of the Western Regions. The Saint of the Western Region believed that she had brought massacres to Tiannv City, and that the Cocosia tribe was a sacrifice to the Heavenly Wish. However, the coincidental lightning not only prevented her from killing Sand Eagle, but also prevented the two sides from fighting fiercely.
A destiny without killing? Will the five countries maintain the status quo
Hua Jinglan chuckled. The strength of the five countries was uneven, and war would begin sooner or later.
Just as he put down the comb, Chun Yuyan stopped him, "Don't move, Lan'er!"
Hua Jinglan was startled for a moment and kept the same movements until her neck felt sore before she heard Chunyu Yan let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Okay!"
"What are you doing?" She stood up and walked to him.
Chunyu Yan put down the brush, picked up the scroll and said, "Seeing you sitting there motionless, I couldn't help but paint."
Hua Jinglan looked at the woman in white sitting against the tent in the painting, and saw the smile on her lips from the wooden comb in her hand. She couldn't help but ask, "Did I laugh just now?"
"Smiled." Chunyu Yan stood up and pushed her to her position, saying, "Lan'er, let's inscribe this painting together."
This really touched Hua Jinglan's pain point, and her voice became lower unconsciously, "You know my handwriting is not very good..."
Chunyu Yan put the pen in her hand, held her hand and said, "I will take you."
With his hands folded, the soft tip of the pen fell on the rice paper, "A beautiful country thousands of miles away is not as charming as a beautiful woman's smile."
He read this sentence in her ear and then put down his pen and said, "Can Lan'er show off your beauty more for me?"
Something hit the softest spot in Hua Jinglan's heart. She turned around and snuggled into his arms, "Chun Yu..."
Chunyu Yan patted her back and said softly: "Go to sleep."
Hua Jinglan was surprised to realize that she finally realized how it felt to be favored by God.
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As they were approaching the New Year's Eve, they didn't stay much in Loulan Country, and soon set off to return to Houyue.
On the day we returned to Yecheng, it actually snowed. It was so cold that Hua Jinglan huddled under the quilt and refused to come out. It was rare to see such heavy snow in Houyue Kingdom. Chunyushang was more excited than anyone else and kept clamoring to stay in the palace. Stayed one night before returning to the palace. As soon as the carriage stopped in front of the palace, the palace sent someone to pick it up, saying that Concubine Xiangyi was thinking about it very much. Chunyu Shang had not yet been crowned king, so he still lived in the palace.
After seeing off the master who looked back three times, Hua Jinglan stepped through the door and saw a bunch of women with white flesh on their necks. She couldn't help but shiver. These people were really not too cold.
Chunyu Yan didn't squint, and walked towards the main courtyard while protecting Hua Jinglan in her arms.
"Your Majesty...!" A group of concubines called him aggrievedly.
Chunyu Yan paused, but still did not look back. She only asked in a cold tone: "Manager Chen, is the palace deducting fees from each hospital?"
Manager Chen was frightened, "I don't dare!"
"Then why don't the people in the palace even have any clothes to keep out the cold?" Chunyu Yan raised his tone and said, "Each hospital will make two pieces of clothes to keep out the cold and send them to you. Next time, don't let me see you without clothes in the middle of winter. The one who hides his body!"
The phrase "not covered with clothes" was a bit exaggerated, but it made Hua Jinglan very happy.
"Yes!" Manager Chen responded and followed them to the main courtyard.
The main courtyard was originally the courtyard where Chun Yuyan lived, but Hua Jinglan later moved in. Because of this, all the red in the room was replaced by cyan, and it was decorated exactly according to her preferences.
Cold-hearted people are so extreme. Once they identify someone, they want to give their heart to them.
"Your Majesty, the bird's nest porridge has been cooked. Do you want to serve it now?" Manager Chen lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to look at the two people who were too intimate.
"Bring it up." Chunyu Yan paused and said, "Bring up the cloud cake as well."
Hua Jinglan kept rubbing her hands over the charcoal fire, "Didn't it snow in previous years?"
Chunyu Yan took off her cloak and said, "Well, even if there is one, it is very small. It has never sat up."
Hua Jinglan looked at the feather-sized snowflakes outside the door, her body warmed up, and she couldn't help but said, "It looks quite beautiful from a distance."
"With such heavy snow, do you still have to go out today?" Chunyu Yan asked.
Hua Jinglan nodded, "I'm afraid Mei Er can't wait any longer."
After dinner, Hua Jinglan and his party all wore white and walked towards Hua Mansion with a huge coffin. The goose feather snow covered the coffin layer by layer, making it look even colder against the white background.
The door of Hua Mansion was also opened. When the servant guarding the door saw Hua Jinglan's team stopped at the door, he ran in to look for someone.
In a moment, Cui Xiulin led the Hua family to fight out. She was shocked when she first saw Hua Jinglan's formation, but she didn't believe that she would wear mourning for Hua Baixiang. She glanced at the eight people carrying her in the middle. She shouted hoarsely: "Hua Jinglan, what else are you doing here?!"
"Hua Jinglan, how did my father die?!" Hua Wanyu's eyes were swollen into walnuts. Her sadness instantly overshadowed her fear, and she dared to stand up and yell at Hua Jinglan.
Hua Jinglan looked at them expressionlessly and said coldly: "I killed him, have you received his head?"
Such cold words made Cui Xiulin so angry that she almost fainted. Hua Feisheng and Hua Queqi caught her in time to prevent her from falling.
"What a sin! What a sin!" Cui Xiulin beat her chest and screamed. In addition to her grief, she looked at Hua Jinglan with hatred: "I regret not killing you, this evil!"
Hua Jinglan curled her lips coldly, "You can do it now."
"Hua Jinglan, where is my father's body?!" Hua Fing's voice was relatively steady. Apart from her eyes and clenched fists, she looked like the head of a family.
"Throw it into the desert to feed the eagles," Hua Jinglan said, "It should be very clean to eat."
"You...!" Hua Feisheng was furious, but did not dare to take action easily.
"Then why did you come today?!" Hua Queqi also glared at her.
Hua Jinglan turned her eyes, glanced at Cui Xiulin with a cold light, and said with a cold tone, "Today, I am here to kill someone!"