Ling Shuang stopped Jiang Rui: "Am I heavy? You have no strength, you can't do it, but you bite back and say I am heavy! Sister Ling, has this person always been so unreasonable?" Ling Shuang blushed.
"Who are you saying can't do it?!" Jiang Rui was in a hurry, stopped and turned to ask Ling Shuang.
Ling Shuang was startled again, "Sister-in-law Ling, look at him!"
"He has always had bad eyesight! The figure and weight of the princess are the most standard beauty standard." Lan Ling said with a smile quickly.
"Jiang Rui, you..."
Before Lan Ling could finish speaking, Jiang Rui scratched Lan Ling's nose: "It's not big or small, call me uncle!"
"You, bah!" Lan Ling and Ling Shuang spat at him together.
Everyone laughed.
Huo Jingyun took the others to bid farewell to Lan Ling. Liang Hongxiu followed closely behind Huo Jingyun.
Lan Ling stopped Huo Jingyun.
"Is there something wrong?" Huo Jingyun asked.
"Brother, you and Liang Hongxiu... Do you like Liang Hongxiu? Is she the one in your heart?"
Lan Ling wanted to ask him this question a long time ago, because she knew that the princess's heart was on Huo Jingyun, and she also hoped that the princess could marry Huo Jingyun.
Although Ling Shuang is a princess, she is straightforward, kind and affectionate, and not spoiled. Lan Ling thinks that the two of them are very suitable.
Huo Jingyun paused, "It's not Liang Hongxiu. But if I have to marry someone, I will marry her."
"Then why don't you fight for the person you like? You are good everywhere. If I hadn't met Ling Chen, I might have cried for you to marry me!" Lan Ling laughed.
Yes, she spoke the truth. There is a kind of person, the first time you see him, you are like an old friend you have known for a long time, Huo Jingyun gave her this feeling.
He looks amazing, gentle and gentle.
"Then I wish we could meet each other when we were not married," Huo Jingyun said lightly, "But the person I like is really similar to you." He looked at Lan Ling, his eyes were as gentle as water.
Lan Ling paused for a moment. Whoever falls in love with his senior brother must be very happy.
"Really, it's a pity that Lan Ling didn't have a chance to meet her. Brother, the princess is really nice," Lan Ling looked at him, "Didn't you think about the princess?"
"Ling'er, in this life, I just want to be your senior brother, not a relative of your husband's family." Huo Jingyun patted her head lightly with his hand.
"Well, I really want to see what your ideal person looks like," Lan Ling said.
"I'm leaving, you're fine." Huo Jingyun left.
After seeing everyone off, Lan Ling went back to the room and brought a soup pot simmering on the charcoal. Inside was the tonic that Lan Ling had stewed for a day, specially made for Ling Chen.
The moon hangs there like a night pearl, and on the night of August 17, the moon seems to be rounder.
Lan Ling changed into a water-blue dress, and put on a silver hairpin, with black hair draped over her shoulders, with a calm expression.
At some point, something slowly slipped away from her.
It turns out that people do not grow up slowly, but only in a moment, a night, or one thing.
The Linhua Hall was unexpectedly very deserted.
Tian Ming and Gu Fan stood outside, and only Poplar and Pearl were waiting in the hall.
There is no Concubine Hui, Concubine De, or other concubines.
Tian Ming and Gu Fan let out a long sigh of relief when they saw Lan Ling.
When Pearl saw Lan Ling, there was a smile in her eyes.
Yang Shu stepped forward to salute Lan Ling: "Concubine Ling, you are here. The emperor drove away Concubine De and Concubine Hui. The slave wanted to invite the empress, but he refused to allow it, but the slave knew that the emperor was waiting for the empress. You."
Yang Shu burst into tears. Looking at him, Lan Ling couldn't help thinking, why the man became a eunuch, and there were so many tears.
Lan Ling walked over slowly, Lixia put down the soup pot, and retreated outside with Pearl.
A low-pitched wind blows in, and the curtains sway gently, like the water sleeves of a woman dancing lightly, lingering.
Lan Ling stood beside him.
Ling Chen lay on his back on the bed, his face was slightly sad, his cheeks were a little thin, looking carefully, there seemed to be a few strands of silver hidden between his temples, under the faint candlelight, a little bit of vicissitudes.
Lan Ling reached out to cover his hair, picked out the few silver strands, and twisted them between his fingertips. He was only nineteen years old, and he had gray hair.
She had known him for just over a year, including her last life, not even three years.
He has been running all his life, and there are so many forks in every step, people around him come and go, and gradually, without the people who started with him at the beginning, his heart must be very desolate.
Maybe everyone is like this, but Ling Chen's road is more bumpy.
He suddenly reached out and held her hand. It turned out that he was not asleep.
"You're finally here." He opened his eyes and struggled to sit up.
"Your injury is serious, you need to lie flat to heal quickly, you lie down quickly, or I'll leave." Lan Ling sternly.
He is now obedient.
She supported him and lay down slowly.
But he still stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms like a treasure. He caressed her face with his big hand, but his voice was harsh: "You gave me the life-saving medicine! You always make me owe you, you bastard!"
Lan Ling smiled, and put his arms around his neck: "I can't help it, you don't love me enough, you don't love me as much as I love you, I've always been stingy. If we want to be entangled together in this life, I can only do this, let You owe me forever."
"Okay, in this lifetime, I will always pay your debts and keep entangled with you!" Ling Chen kissed deeply, and his hands couldn't help wandering around her body. The two of them pressed tightly together, and Ling Chen's body began to heat up.
Every time he hugged her, he wanted her. It drives him crazy.
Lan Ling pushed him away, and said shyly, "You're almost dead and still thinking about that..."
He smiled lowly and wickedly: "What am I thinking?"
Lan Ling was ashamed and annoyed, his face twisted.
He raised his head, sighed, grabbed her hand and held it tightly, "I know you must blame me in your heart, Wen Heng has hurt you so many times, yet you pleaded for her, and I still kept her."
Lan Ling paused and said softly: "In my dreams, I want to avenge them, but I know how important she is in your heart. Also, I don't want to make King Rui and Lei Ze feel bad for you because of this matter. They are sincere People who are nice to you."
"You actually thought of this..." His hand stroked her back lightly, and his heart tightened even tighter.
This is where Lan Ling is different from other women. She always thinks of him, even if she wronged herself.
"More importantly, Wen Heng is pregnant with your child. I will never harm your child. I think Qiaochun and the others will forgive me." Lan Ling sniffed her nose and leaned into his arms, tears gradually wet his clothes.
Speaking of this, Ling Chen paused for a moment, but a cold and stern light appeared in his eyes.
"My boy," he repeated.
Lan Ling continued, "I know I'm sorry for them, seven lives, I can hardly sleep at night, every time I go to bed I'm afraid to dream of them. I can't even face the few living people. But, you even Fan The stars are released? Why?"
Ling Chen's heart twitched violently, and the pain hit him, "Fan Xing and Wen Heng mean the same thing to me. In short, I owe you..."
Lan Ling lay flat and left Ling Chen's embrace, "The most important person in your heart is people, isn't it other people's?"
Ling Chen was speechless, with Lan Ling, he had nothing to say.
Lan Ling continued: "You killed a lot of people, it's compensation, but those people are not the mastermind. They are just poor slaves, carrying out the orders of the master. Although they are guilty, they are not guilty of death! If you do this, there will be retribution of!"
Ling Chen was dejected, Lan Ling always understood what he was thinking in his heart, he was indeed trying to compensate her, and it was also for his own peace of mind.
"I'm not afraid of retribution, if there is retribution, it will come to me." Ling Chen held her hand tightly.
"Ling'er, sometimes it's not what you think. I'm the emperor, and I have my own ideas. For example, Guan Yue's palace needs a blood change, and Wen Heng's palace also needs..."
Lan Ling shuddered, "Then what about my palace? Could it be that the fire that Wen Heng asked Fan Xing to set off is just what you want?"
Ling Chen paused for a moment, then suddenly raised her chin, and kissed her violently. Heavy kisses began to walk on her neck and shoulders.
Lan Ling resisted, but he increased his strength and kissed her foolishly, wishing to rub her into his body,
"Ling'er, you have never had any intention of harming others. How could I guard against you? I am only here with you. I can let go of all my masks and give you my back without reservation. What I am most afraid of is actually You have a quarrel with me."
"Then what about Wen Heng?"
Ling Chen closed his eyes in a voice, "Wen Heng."
"Wen Heng, she is an inseparable part of me. She always says that I have changed, but she may not know that she is no longer the previous Wen Heng. The love in her mouth makes me suffocate..." Ling Chen said The voice was hoarse and painful.
Lan Ling looked at him, and his heart moved: "If you really feel that you owe me, Lan Ling also asks you one thing."
"Say it, I will definitely agree."
Lan Ling pondered for a while, "If one day, you and my father meet on the battlefield, can you spare his life?"
Ling Chen nodded, "Okay, I promise you. After all, he is your father. He has always been loyal to Ling Feng and has never betrayed him. It's not like some officials who act according to the wind."
"You agreed? Thank you. My father has been traveling all his life. If he doesn't die, I promise to send him to a far away place, away from the court, away from disputes. I will definitely not cause trouble for you..." Lan Ling said excitedly.
Ling Chen smiled, "Actually, he doesn't pose any threat to me anymore. During this time, too many things happened in the palace. In a few days, I will let Bai Shaoting and Yu Rong marry to avoid bad luck." Spirit hair.
"The emperor is really forgetful." Lan Ling gave him a blank look.
"What do you mean?" Ling Chen pinched Lan Ling's chin.
"Two months ago, a grand wedding ceremony was just held in the palace, and there was also the favor of the pepper house, the whole harem, who didn't know about the court." Lan Ling sneered.
Ling Chen closed his eyes and lay down, "You always make me angry!"
He thought about it and turned to look at her: "Do you want it?"
"What do you want?" Lan Ling asked.
"Those, the so-called favorites of the pepper house, wedding gifts. I know, when you and I got married, I wronged you."
Lan Ling shook his head, "I don't want it. I can't afford it either, I just want to be in love!"
"You can bear it, if you can't bear it, who else can bear that?" Ling Chen held her hand tightly.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. I stewed soup, you drink some, it's a midnight snack." Lan Ling begged for peace.
Ling Chen readily agreed.
At this moment, he was like a coquettish child, opening his mouth when he was eating, stretching out his hands when he was wearing clothes, half leaning on the cushion, waiting for Lan Ling to feed him.
"You can live in Linhua Palace for the next few days. I will be reviewing papers in Linhua Palace, and you will accompany me."
"No. I'm afraid of being scolded as a vixen, and become a disaster that disturbs the emperor's mind," Lan Ling refused.
"Do you still have something to be afraid of?" The corners of Ling Chen's mouth rose.
"Of course, Lan Ling is afraid of everything. Anyone here can kill me."
Ling Chen reached out and hugged her, "With me here in the future, who would dare to kill you!"
"The emperor coaxed me again. I always have a feeling that I will die in your hands." Lan Ling said with a smile.
Ling Chen grabbed her hands and held them in front of his chest, "If you are worried, I will give you a gold medal to avoid death."