Huo Jingyun felt sad, seeing Lan Ling leaning there so helplessly, he couldn't help reaching out to hug her.
Ling Chen had already walked over, reaching out to hold Lan Ling's small hand, Lan Ling tried to withdraw his hand, she turned her face away, tears fell drop by drop from her eye sockets.
Ling Chen stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears for her.
Lan Ling's tears fell more and more. She knew she couldn't blame him. On the battlefield, life and death were instant, and she understood the truth. But who should she blame? Her father died in his hands after all.
"Ling'er, don't cry." Ling Chen leaned down, and saw her teary little face, his deep face was full of vicissitudes and loneliness.
Lan Ling didn't look at him, but said thinly and weakly: "You go. Go back to Yuncheng. Now, I don't want to see you."
Hearing this, Ling Chen hugged her involuntarily, and the man's arms tightly held her in his arms, making her unable to move.
"Ling'er, I know you hate me. I really wanted to accompany you back to Mount Mo, and I also wanted to meet your master. I didn't expect Ling Feng to be so powerful. Turn around and look at me, okay? "Ling Chen felt like a needle pricking his heart.
"You killed my father, I don't want to see you now, I'm afraid I'll hate you! Or, I'm afraid I'll soften my heart when I see you! I'm afraid I'll become no longer myself! You go! I'll go back to Mo Mountain!" Lan Ling cried and cried.
Everyone was moved, Ling Shuang also started to cry. Lan Jingtian was once the Generalissimo of Daxing Kingdom. Although he supported King Ning.
They are just their own masters, for those of them who often go to the battlefield, their attitude towards Lan Jingtian is different from that of the civil servants in the court.
Lan Ling watched his father die in front of his own eyes. This feeling will never be forgotten.
Lan Ling drew out the soft sword in his waist, and slapped the horse's buttock with the tip of the sword. The horse neighed and galloped away.
Ling Chen watched her gradually go away, feeling extremely bored in his heart, turned his head to Tian Ming and Jiang Rui and said: "You two take someone to protect her back to Mount Mo, and make sure she arrives safely."
Tian Ming and Jiang Rui chased after them with a small team.
Ling Chen looked at Wen Heng, there were tears on her face and blood on her chest.
Lei Ze killed Lan Sedum for her and lost his own life. She stabbed Fan Xing with a sword.
What is love
He knew that he and Wen Heng could never go back to the past.
She deliberately lied to his feelings, but he didn't expose it, and she and Fan Xingli Yingwai set fire to Changxin Palace, and he spared her life.
Until she leaked her whereabouts to Fan Xing and she finally betrayed him, he knew that the relationship between them would never be the same as before.
Wen Heng was originally a spy, she knew what she was doing.
Ling Chen revealed his whereabouts to her as a gamble, and also wanted to see where her bottom line was.
He hoped to lure Ling Feng out, but he didn't want to see him. The friendship between him and Wen Heng for so many years cannot be parted.
Arranging for good people to be stationed there in advance is to prevent problems before they happen, because he knows that Min Shan has hidden Ling Feng's people. He wanted to really accompany Lan Ling back to Moshan, he wanted to meet Lan Ling's master.
He always felt that there were many secrets in himself, and Lan Ling's master seemed to know something.
Clearly knowing that Wen Heng might betray him, but she really did, Ling Chen's heart still hurts as if pierced by a knife.
He didn't even expect that Ling Feng's power was still so powerful.
Wen Heng sat on the horse with a pale face, "Ah Chen, I didn't betray you. I hate Fan Xing. He was the one who pestered me all the time. I even wanted to kill him. It's a pity I didn't kill him. Believe me, I really didn't betray you." You, I didn't expect this to happen."
Ling Chen sneered, "I won't believe your words anymore, do you think I can't kill you while you're pregnant? If I didn't take precautions early, I would definitely die in Ling Feng's hands today!"
"But you also used me, didn't you? You deliberately told me your route!"
"Yes, I am testing you! I no longer trust you!"
"You don't believe me for a long time! You only believe in Lan Ling! I hate Lan Ling! Are you going to kill me?" Wen Heng asked.
"I wanted to let you go, but now I have changed my mind!"
After Ling Chen finished speaking, he galloped away without looking at her again.
Ling Chen left some people to clean the battlefield, and the rest returned to Yuncheng. The Northwest Marquis had already rebelled, and he was afraid that Ling Feng would take the opportunity to counterattack again.
Lan Ling and the others ran all night and arrived at Moshan at noon the next day.
Lan Ling's grandfather lifted Lan Ling who was kneeling on the ground, and sighed.
"Ling'er, everyone is mortal. Your father, like this, is also a relief." Grandpa comforted her.
Lan Ling cried again: "Grandpa, my father said that he would be buried with his mother. I agreed, but I want to ask, will my mother agree? Does she love her father?"
Lan Ling Zongjue's mother, senior brother, and the former emperor still had some grievances and grievances. At that time, she felt distressed and directly agreed to her father's request, but she really didn't know whether her mother would agree.
Grandpa sighed: "Your mother will agree. She only loves your father in her life. Your temper is also like her! At the beginning, there were many people who liked your mother. Her elder brother, a good-looking talent, capable of writing and martial arts, treated her I really like it, but it's a pity that your mother's thoughts are all on your father."
"But my father didn't marry my mother," Lan Ling was still brooding.
"Ling'er, men and women are different. Women have the most affection, but men, affection only occupies a part of their hearts." Grandpa reached out and brushed back the hair on Lan Ling's forehead.
"But for a woman, giving a title is the greatest respect and love." Lan Ling said.
"It's because your mother didn't want to. Your father couldn't be the only one in his life, so your mother left." Grandpa said.
It turned out that my stupidity was really inherited from my mother.
In the afternoon, Lan Ling's two uncles, Jiang Rui, two cousins, and Tian Ming accompanied Lan Ling to bury Lan Jingtian in Chen Yan's tomb.
At this time, he is only Lan Ling's father, Chen Yan's lover, and has no other identity.
After settling these things, Lan Ling said to Tian Ming and Jiang Rui: "I'm going to be here for a while for my father, you go back first, he just needs someone right now."
Lan Ling doesn't want to see Ling Chen now, although she misses him very much. It made her feel extremely ashamed that she should miss him so much.
Tian Ming knew that Lan Ling would not return to the palace now, so he only rested for a while, and then returned to the palace, leaving Jiang Rui here to protect Lan Ling.
He said it was protection, but actually Jiang Rui didn't want to go back, and he hasn't been back to Moshan for a long time.
Lan Ling went to see Master Yao Lin the next day.
Moshan ushered in the first snow this year.
Luoxue silently concealed the hustle and bustle. At this moment, only Mo Shan could calm her down.
When Lan Ling saw Master, his eyes blurred with tears.
Yao Lin looked at her with a smile, and handed her a cup of pine needle tea, "Linger, you have grown up."
"Master, it's not good at all to grow up. Why do you feel that life is so tiring and hard. I just want to be with Master forever, in this Moshan, making medicine, saving people, making incense, hunting, watching the snow, listening to the wind, now Think about it, the previous life was really a fairy-like day."
Yao Lin said: "Sowing is like the cause, reaping like the fruit, everything is created by the heart, this is a whirling world, there is no regret, no matter how much happiness is given to you, you will never experience happiness. That's why I say that growing up is painful."
"Master, my father is gone, he was killed by Ling Chen's people. I brought my father back to Mount Mo and buried him with my mother." Lan Ling looked sad, with tears in his eyes.
"He finally killed my father. I thought he would spare my father. I originally wanted to send my father to the third aunt to let him live a peaceful and stable life for a few days."
"Ling'er, don't worry about your father's affairs. He died on the battlefield, and he didn't lose his life in vain. He chose King Ning at the beginning. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. He is a soldier, so of course he understands. The happiness you think is different from your father's. He won't blame you."
Lan Ling knew that her father would not blame her. But she will blame herself. It's just that the master's words always make her feel better.
Lan Ling poured tea for the master: "The story about Yuan Lie and Qing Yun that the master told before, why did Ling Chen dream about it?"