Out of the misty, an unintentional person came.
Lan Ling's feet didn't hurt anymore, and the soles of his feet were soft. She lowered her head and stepped on a sea of flowers, which turned out to be soul-attracting flowers.
Isn't the soul attracting flower red? Why is it all white here
At the end of the sea of flowers, it really is the Naihe Bridge.
In the small pavilion on the bridge, there is a beautiful woman sitting upright in a white cloud dress, with a soul-inducing flower beside her ear.
"We met again, but now you have become an unintentional person." She looked at Lan Ling with compassion in her eyes.
"Who is the girl?" Lan Ling asked.
"Grandma Meng."
"Isn't Po Meng an old woman?" Lan Ling was surprised that Po Meng was so beautiful.
"In the world, is it possible to collect characteristics from people's ears, eyes, nose, and mouth, and pass them into the heart, and you must pay attention to people and things. You only use your ears, and you think I am an old mother? become heartless."
"What the girl taught me is that it's just that Lan Ling is unwilling."
Granny Meng raised a white jade bowl from her eyes, "Drink it, drink it, those things that cannot be let go, those loves and hates, those sadness, and those unwillingness will all be forgotten."
"Wangqing water. But I can't drink it. So many people died for me. I can't forget it. Can the girl help me?" Lan Ling stepped back.
"If you want to go back for revenge, you can't. Everything has a reason." She refused.
"No, no revenge, I want to go back and protect the one I love." Lan Ling thought of grandpa, uncle, Li Xia, Qiao Chun, and Ling Chen who didn't know if he was still alive.
Granny Meng looked up at her and sighed, "Do you know that if you protect your lover, you will be hurt all over your body, and you are willing to do that?"
"willing."
"It needs to be exchanged. The girl doesn't want to forget this life, that's fine. But you and that person have gone through two lives, but you haven't recognized each other. The fate is only three lives. In the last life, I will help you not have to reincarnate. But you have to recognize each other, And fall in love with each other. Otherwise, you will return to this bridge of Naihe, make love water for me, and never reincarnate. Can the girl agree?"
"I promise. I have lived two lives with that person? The girl is talking about Ling Feng?" Lan Ling was surprised.
"The secret must not be leaked, you have to find your lover yourself. But you agreed so quickly? Do you know how Wangqing Water is made?"
"Lan Ling doesn't know, but it's better than being gouged out."
"The water of forgetting love needs one drop of raw tears, two old tears, three bitter tears, four cups of regret tears, five inches of tears of lovesickness, six cups of tears in sickness, and seven feet of tears of parting. The eighth medicine is you. A sad tear in my hand. I want to offer this sad tear for me every day, but are you willing?"
"Lan Ling is willing."
"Okay, keep your lock of hair and drink this cup of rebirth soup, you will forget me, everything here, and the agreement between us, but you will remember your previous life. Go."
Lan Ling opened his eyes again.
What came into view was a round, chubby face, "Miss, what dream did you have? Crying like that, there are still tears, it's amazing to be able to cry tears in a dream!"
"Lixia? You are Lixia? Why are you here?" Lan Ling hugged Lixia tightly. She knew that Lixia had died long ago. When she was framed by Lan Yu, she was killed by a stick in order to protect her. .
"Miss, I have been here since I was a child? What's wrong with you? Confused?"
Lan Ling let go of her and looked around, the familiar place made her heart tremble. This is her home in Moshan, her boudoir when she was a girl. How many times, dreaming back at midnight, she came back here again, living a free life in this mountain.
"Why, did I come back here after I died? Is it because I miss this place so much?"
"Miss, don't scare people, you are so easy to die, you just fell from the tree and fell, it didn't break your brain, right?" Li Xia said and stretched out his hand to try Lan Ling's forehead.
The door opened suddenly, and a little girl in green came running in.
"Miss is awake? Great, what day is today, it's all a good thing!"
"Qiaochun, are you here? The scar on your face is gone?" Lan Ling reached out and brought Qiaochun over, touched her face, and looked at her.
last life. Lan Qin cut a big cut on her right cheek, and her face was disfigured.
"Miss, my skin has always been very good, how can there be any scars?"
Lan Ling closed his eyes, is everything a dream? This dream is too long, and it is so real, and now I feel my chest still hurts!
Lan Ling pinched his thigh, it really hurt.
Outside the window, Moshan Mountain in late autumn, red orange yellow green, a beautiful scenery. Could it be that I am not dead? Or, am I alive again
"Miss, there is another great thing, your father is here! You have always wanted to know who your father is, does Miss know who your father is?" Qiaochun looked happy.
Lan Ling was stunned.
"What day is today?"
"On the tenth day of August, what's the matter with you, miss?" Qiao Chun was a little disappointed to see that her joy had not infected Lan Ling.
"The tenth day of August?" Lan Ling remembered that six years ago, on the tenth day of the eighth month, her father, Lan Jingtian, took her away from Moshan, and her life of despair began.
"What country name is it now?"
"Dachang, what's wrong with you, miss? You fell and forgot everything?"
"My grandfather, uncle are still alive?"
"Of course! Miss, don't scare us!" Qiaochun frowned, and leaned over to look at Lan Ling with a worried look on her face.
Lan Ling sat up suddenly, holding Qiaochun and Lixia tightly in her arms.
"It's good that you are all alive!"
She let go of them, who looked stunned, and staggered to the bronze mirror. In the mirror, there was a small elf's slightly childish slapped face, with curved eyebrows and almond eyes. It's just the eyes, like Yingying autumn water, as deep as the sea.
This is a beautiful girl, like a lily with morning dew. This is not the bitter woman who has experienced betrayal and hurt, and was cruelly gouged out.
"I'm really still alive." Lan Ling had mixed feelings.
Maybe it's because I have too much resentment, God let me live again? Lan Ling understood that he was back when he was a girl.
"Miss, the Hall Master asks Miss to go to the Baihui Hall immediately." A girl hurried in and reported.
"Miss, the hall master definitely wants you to meet your biological father!" Qiaochun leaned forward, "Miss' biological father is..."
"I see." Lan Ling said lightly.
"I haven't said who it is yet!" Qiaochun opened her eyes wide.
Lan Ling understood that her grandfather wanted her to meet her biological father, Lan Sedum, the Generalissimo of Daxing Kingdom.
She must not go with him this time, if she doesn't go to the Marshal's Mansion, she won't meet Ling Feng and Ling Chen, and there won't be any calamity in the future.
"Go and report to the hall master, just say that I'm still awake," Lan Ling instructed Li Xia.
"Qiaochun, come with me, I'll go find my master. Lixia, if the hall master comes to ask, you just pretend you don't know anything."
Lan Ling quickly packed up the package, and put on the huge ring called Phantom on the index finger of his left hand.
"Miss, why are we leaving? Didn't you always want to see your father? He is the marshal of Daxing Kingdom! Really, very majestic!" Qiaochun couldn't understand why the young lady who always wanted to see her father was so abnormal today.
"Don't ask, anyway, if we see him, we will die. So, at least today, we can't meet each other."
Lan Ling's master, Yao Lin, is a hermit, called Immortal Doctor by the locals, who lives in Qinglong Mountain behind Mo Mountain. Usually travel around the world, rarely stay in the mountains.
Lan Ling thought that maybe the master would believe her rebirth. She has many things to ask the master.
Lan Ling took Lixia and sneaked out of Moshan through the back door.
As soon as she entered the entrance of Qinglong Mountain, Lan Ling suddenly saw a man in black huddled in the grass behind the rocks in front of her, and she immediately pulled Qiaochun to squat down.
The man in black was leaning behind the rock, holding a sword in his left hand and wearing a silver eagle mask. He was wounded and blood was dripping from his right arm. There was also blood oozing from the abdomen.
Lan Ling saw a shadowy figure in front of him. The person walking in the front looked from a distance, with a white face, slender eyes and long eyebrows, handsome and gloomy.
As if struck by lightning, Lan Ling took a long breath and stayed there. Even though he was far away, Lan Ling still recognized Ling Feng at a glance. At this time, he should still be King Ning.