"I asked Uncle Zhou to open the door," Tian Ming stepped forward and said.
"No need. Let Linglong send you the best charcoal later, bring some more winter clothes, and bring over the white fox fur coat. Everything will be provided the same as when she was here. Tell Linglong. If you neglect, you will be killed."
After Ling Chen finished speaking, he turned and walked towards his study.
How could you walk to Chenxiang Garden unknowingly? Anger welled up in Ling Chen's eyes.
He didn't actually think about how to treat Lan Ling. When I first married her, I didn't expect it to be so troublesome.
She is not a docile woman, and she always loves to choke with him. With her, love and hate are very strong.
But he is obsessed with her, obsessed with her appearance like a little gamecock, obsessed with her unreserved love or hate, and obsessed with her body.
The more Ling Chen thought about it, the angrier he became.
He didn't want her to fall in love with him, much less her, and that would be troublesome.
His Xiaoqi battalion was destroyed by Lancheng, and of course Lancheng obeyed Lan Sedum.
He and her father, Lan Jingtian, will have a battle sooner or later.
When that day comes, she will definitely die. He didn't want to embarrass himself.
Well, there are many women.
He has a virtuous main concubine and a gentle side concubine. If he wants, he can have many women.
How could he like such a self-righteous woman
Ever since Mrs. Hui's child had a miscarriage, Ling Chen slept in the study.
Tian Ming looked at Ling Chen's lonely figure and sighed.
When Mrs. Ling was around, although she often made the master angry, the old and silent heart of the master was much more alive, and everything became very interesting. Those eyebrows and eyes were never seen before, even when she was with Wen Heng. At that time, there was no such look.
Grandpa still thinks of her often. Every time he thinks of her, the corners of his mouth rise and his eyes smile, although he doesn't admit it.
Linglong hadn't seen Ling Chen for many days. After hearing Tian Mingchuan's words today, Linglong's face turned red.
"Can I see Grandpa? I have something to say to Grandpa." Linglong begged.
"I'm too busy recently, I don't have time, you can do it yourself." Tian Ming was also angry.
"What do you mean? What do you mean?"
Tian Ming has already walked away.
Lan Ling returned to Ziyi Pavilion, and Huo Jingyun bandaged her wound.
"Don't go out these few days, why are you so scarred!"
Lan Ling really stayed in the house and didn't go out. She can't lift her spirits, and she is not interested in anything.
I escaped from Prince An's mansion sadly, why can't I still feel happy
what do i want Lan Ling tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
It has been snowing heavily and windy for the past few days. Lan Ling is nestled in the bed and will not go out for a few days.
On the day when Ling Chen sent troops to fend off the enemy, the heavy snow was like gray goose feathers, fluttering and flying in the cold wind.
The streets of Yuncheng are covered with gongs and drums.
Lan Ling heard the sound of gongs and drums, and ran out wearing a purple cloak.
Standing on the steps facing the street, she watched the Daxing soldiers rushing past.
She saw him too.
He is so striking.
The young man was tall and straight, holding a long sword, sitting on horseback, wearing black armor.
The cold wind blew through the corners of his clothes, and even the flying black hair looked so heroic.
Followed by Han Zhitao and Fan Xing. Followed by Tian Ming, Gu Fan, and Yang Shuo.
Lan Ling stared at him, trembling slightly, this man is my husband? Why are you so far away from me
The war horse neighed disturbingly.
He is going to battle! Lan Ling's heart trembled suddenly, did he leave like this? what is this
He seemed to feel something, riding on a black military horse, his tall body was very heroic.
His sharp eyes passed through the crowd and fell on the woman standing on the steps with tears streaming down her face.
She stood there alone, her wind-blown hair fluttering, and her palm-sized face became thinner again.
Intertwined in staring at each other.
Ling Chen suppressed his desire to rush over to hug her, turned his head indifferently, and led his army away slowly.
Everything is still unknown. Whether he will come back alive is unknown. What is waiting for him when he comes back? This time, King Ning pretended to be sick, and Lan Jingtian asked for an order to take back the rebels in Yecheng. In the small city of Yecheng, did he use his general to go out in person
Thinking of Lan Sedum, Ling Chen closed his eyes, shaking Lan Ling's tearful face away from his mind!
The news from Ziyi Pavilion came faster than the palace.
During this time, Lan Ling has been by Huo Jingyun's side.
Huo Jingyun has the latest battlefield news.
"King An broke the Nine Mountains," "King An took back Cangzhou," "King An was blocked from going to his family village!"
…… .
Liang Hongxiu had never felt so depressed, and Lan Ling followed Huo Jingyun like a tail.
"Senior brother, has Ziyi Pavilion always cared about government affairs?" Lan Ling was heating the stove in Huo Jingyun's study, watching him carefully review various news.
"Ziyun Pavilion is in Yuncheng, so naturally we have to care about the important affairs of the court, otherwise how can we gain a foothold?"
"Master!" Liang Hongxiu came in with a bag of fried chestnuts in sugar, "Here you eat! I just fried them."
Huo Jingyun looked at it, "You and Linger eat."
"Master, let's go out to have porridge today in Laba?"
Huo Jingyun looked up at Lan Ling. Lan Ling nodded.
Liang Hongxiu looked at Lan Ling: "Aren't you going to recover from your injury?"
"Or, I won't go." Lan Ling was very sensible, she saw that Liang Hongxiu didn't like herself, and Liang Hongxiu liked Huo Jingyun.
"Hongxiu! Lan Ling has been in Yuncheng for so long, and he hasn't had a good look at Yuncheng yet." Huo Jingyun glanced at Liang Hongxiu.
The best porridge shop in Yuncheng is on West Street.
Lan Ling ordered porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, Huo Jingyun ordered lotus seed porridge, and Liang Hongxiu asked for chestnut porridge.
Three diners passed by, and Lan Ling smelled a faint strange smell. She stared up.
A lame man, a scholar, and a dark-faced man. They sit not far from them.
The scholar was staring at Lan Ling.
Lan Ling lowered his head and took a sip of the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of him.
"Is there anyone you know inside?" Huo Jingyun asked in a low voice.
"No."
"It's okay, drink quickly." Huo Jingyun filled the bowls for Lan Ling and Liang Hongxiu again.
"Since you came, we always encounter accidents every time we come out! Even drinking porridge is not peaceful!" Liang Hongxiu complained.
"Hongxiu, shut up!" Seeing Lan Ling's uneasiness, Huo Jingyun scolded in a low voice.
"This cripple is the famous cripple Zhang." Liang Hongxiu whispered.
"Yes, these three people are not simple. It seems that something big will happen in Yuncheng recently." Huo Jingyun frowned.
"Lan Ling, have you brought the clear medicine?" Huo Jingyun asked suddenly.
"Bring it, what's the matter?" Lan Ling raised his head, and found that Huo Jingyun and Liang Hongxiu looked sluggish, and they were about to collapse.
Lan Ling was shocked,
This porridge was drugged
Lan Ling reached out to take the medicine from his pocket, stuffed it into the mouths of Huo Jingyun and Liang Hongxiu, and took one himself.
Severe wind came from behind, Lan Ling raised his head, and the three people next to him rushed over with their swords raised, the cold light of the sword was overwhelming.
Lan Ling was shocked and stepped back a few steps, leaning against the wall, the sword's edge had arrived!
With a few piercing sounds, the sword that was stabbing at them was stopped by the people.
One person clamped Lan Ling by the waist, and the sounds of fighting were all around his ears.
"Master, you go first!" Someone pushed them. Lan Ling looked for Huo Jingtian in a trance, he was already awake, entangled with the cripple with a blunt sword.
The black-faced man and the scholar chased them out. Lan Ling was hugged by someone and jumped outside.
After chasing him closely, the scholar used an iron fan with spikes all over the sides.
Lan Ling felt a warm liquid dripping onto his face, and when he touched it with his hand, it was blood.
"You're hurt!" She still hasn't seen the man holding her clearly.
He simply carried her on his shoulders and ran faster.
Those two chased so hard that they had no chance to catch their breath.
"Don't talk! It's you they want to arrest!" As soon as the man spoke, Lan Ling's heart tightened.
"Why are you! You put me down."
It was Ning Wang Lingfeng. He is not the original appearance, he changed appearance.