"Grandpa, I have no choice. I am Lan Jingtian's daughter and your granddaughter."
"But your temperament, if you can't be the mistress, you are too honest, and you have a bad temper, you will always suffer."
"Who will always have smooth sailing? Don't worry, Grandpa, Ling'er will protect herself and won't let them hurt you again. Is my master back yet?"
"Come back, he asked about you, and he hasn't left for half a month."
"Tomorrow, I will go to see my mother first. The day after tomorrow, I will go to see my master."
"Ling'er, when you left last time, you said you couldn't marry the royal family, what's the matter?" He was puzzled for a long time at that time.
"Grandpa, I had a dream, a very long dream. I dreamed that I married Ling Feng, and then he... was killed by him, and you and uncle were also implicated."
Lan Ling wondered if she told her grandpa that she was reborn, would grandpa think she was a ghost
"You child, do your dreams come true?" Chen Youshui finally felt relieved.
"Grandpa, do you know who the person exploring the mountain is?" This is what Lan Ling is most concerned about.
"I don't know, they come and go quickly, and they don't know their purpose."
"Grandpa, they are probably sent by King Ning or, father."
"What? Your father?"
"In the near future, there will be a war between King Ning and King An, and the world will change. Linger hopes that King An will win." Lan Ling's eyes were firm, with a hint of coldness.
Grandpa looked at Lan Ling, her eyes were full of calmness different from her age.
"Ling'er, do you know what your father is thinking?" Grandpa asked in a deep voice.
"He will still choose King Ning. Therefore, I am afraid that they will be disadvantageous to Qingyi Hall, Grandpa, spread out and hide the current people."
"You know, this means that you and your father will become rivals." Grandpa looked at Lan Ling.
"I understand. But Grandpa, whether my father wants to marry me to King Ning or King An, it doesn't seem to be for me."
Grandpa nodded, "I understand. Grandpa has his own arrangements."
He handed Lan Ling a black jade pendant, exquisitely crafted, with a swaying bluegrass engraved on the front.
"Hold this, it is the ink order of Tsing Yi Hall. If there is an urgent matter, take this ink order to the Purple Clothes Pavilion in Yuncheng, and they will listen to you. This ink order is the highest token of Tsing Yi Hall. It's the dowry your grandfather gave you."
Lan Ling held Mo Ling and looked at Grandpa: "Grandpa, Tsing Yi Tang can no longer stay out of it. The most important thing is to save everyone's life."
"Grandpa understands. Since your mother followed Lan Jingtian, grandpa has understood. It's just that grandpa doesn't want you to follow your mother's path."
Lan Ling hugged her grandfather tightly, "No, Ling'er swears."
Early the next morning, Lan Ling went to visit his mother's grave.
The tomb of Lan Ling's mother Chen Yan is in Moshan. She was not actually married to Lan Sedum.
Chen Yan doesn't want to be someone else's concubine, nor does she want to share a man with others. However, although the man she fell in love with also loved her, it was just love, and he couldn't give her any promises.
There is nothing to do about love in this world, wealth and wealth always come first
When she was dying, she begged Lan Jingtian and was buried in Moshan after her death.
Lan Ling was wearing a blue cloak, with only a silver hairpin fastening his head full of blue hair, and no other accessories, just like a forest elf.
Ling Chen's heart trembled, it was indeed a pity that such a woman was detained in a deep house.
He is also wearing a blue cloak today, and a black sable hat, which matches Lan Ling's clothes very well.
When he is not smiling, his eyes are deep, his eyebrows are drawn into his temples, noble and cold.
In this quiet mountain, two people are like a painting.
The tomb of his mother Chen Yan is deep in Mount Mo. Behind it is a hundred-year-old phoenix tree, surrounded by purple hyacinths and osmanthus trees.
Ling Chen accompanied her, standing in front of Chen Yan's tomb.
Lan Ling said quietly: "I actually don't remember what my mother looks like. I only know her mother's story in Moshan. Moshan's mother is beautiful and intelligent. She can make incense, know medicine, and hunt. She is kind and cunning. She is Mo Shan's daughter."
Ling Chen hugged Lan Ling.
"She later fell in love with the general of the Daxing Kingdom. No one knows the story after that. Some people say that the mother's death was not simple, it was not because of illness. But the mother is so smart, how could she be killed?"
After speaking, Lan Ling remembered his previous life, and was framed to death. Of course, it was mainly because Ling Feng didn't love herself.
Ling Chen was slightly stunned: "Ling'er, you can't imagine what the girls who live in the deep house are thinking. Although you are smart, you have a pure heart, and you don't understand their lives."
"Is the prince praising me? In a few years, will I become like that?" Lan Ling asked softly.
"Ling'er, don't change. Don't become like that." Ling Chen's hands became stronger.
"If I don't become like that, am I someone else's fish?"
"The king will protect you."
"You?" Lan Ling looked up at him, "It's you who wants to kill me!"
Ling Chen paused slightly, yes, what Lan Ling said seems to be correct.
"Forget it, don't say this at my mother's grave."
On the way back after worshiping his mother, Lan Ling pointed to the wooden houses below, "Adu and his wife live there. They are my friends."
"Are you going to see them?" Ling Chen asked.
"Well, once, I thought that anyone could live their life, but now it seems that some lives can only be longed for."
Ling Chen's heart tightened, and he held her hand, "Ling'er, there are gains and losses in everything."
"I understand." Lan Ling's eyes sank.
She asked Lixia and Qiaochun to go back to get the snacks and silk cloth they brought from Yuncheng. Ling Chen asked Tian Ming and Gu Fan to accompany them.
Lan Ling led Ling Chen towards the wooden house.
In early winter, the wind is bitter.
Adu is picking up a bunch of pheasants in the yard. He is tall and thick, with a dark complexion.
"Linger is here? Axiu, Linger is here."
A delicate, fair-skinned woman came out, smiling happily, and stepped forward to hold Lan Ling's hand.
"It's really you. This is, is your husband-in-law?" She smiled.
"Well, I guess." Lan Ling blushed, thinking that he is not only my husband, but also the husband of many people. Lan Ling laughed at himself.
"What do you mean?" Axiu was surprised.
Ling Chen tilted his head to look at her. His gaze is like a sword.
"Oh, he's someone else's husband." When Lan Ling said this, he felt that he had no confidence, and he was a lot shorter in front of Axiu.
"Oh. Then why do you have the temperament to marry?" Axiu looked regretful and sympathetic.
"Xiu'er, go get some food." Adu dotingly dragged Axiu back into the house.
Ling Chen reached out and took Lan Ling's hand.
Axiu took a dustpan of melon seeds and walnuts and poured tea.
"When you marry a girl like Lan Ling, you are marrying Bao. This girl is smart, and she loves the person she likes, just the same. Don't lie to her," Adu said.
"Well, she's quite clever." Ling Chen answered.
While talking, Adu peeled melon seeds, picked up a bunch of melon seeds, but didn't eat them, and passed the nuts to Axiu.
Axiu took it, put her face up and put it in her mouth.
"Let's have lunch here, try the wild game here." Adu looked at Lan Ling.
Lan Ling tilted his head and looked at Ling Chen, "Is it okay?"
"certainly."
"Can you hunt?" Adu asked Ling Chen.
"meeting."
"Can you clean up pheasants?" Adu asked.
"This really doesn't work." Ling Chen paused.
"I'll teach you. Lan Ling likes to put mushrooms in the belly of the pheasant, wrap the pheasant in lotus leaves, wrap it in yellow mud, bury it in the soil and burn it to eat."
"Adu, my husband is very busy, so he doesn't need to do anything at home." Lan Ling stopped talking, she didn't want Ling Chen to do that.
"That's different. How can your husband-in-law clean up for you in the same way as others!" Axiu interjected.