This dream has haunted him for many years. In the dream, the faces of Qingyun and Ruiyu were always blurred. He had never seen what they looked like.
The same dream has been dreamed for a long time, and it seems to be real. When he heard of a woman suffering from heart disease, he would involuntarily pay attention. His women basically suffer from heart disease.
But strange to say, since marrying Guan Yue and Lan Ling, this dream has never happened again.
He used to think that Guan Yue had a heart disease, but later he found out that Lan Ling also had a heart disease.
"I often have the same dream, maybe it's true, maybe it's a story from your previous life." Lan Ling said quietly.
Because the story of her previous life was also told to others, it was a dream.
Ling Chen turned around, and took out a delicate peach wood gourd from his clothes, tied with a red string.
He tied it around her waist, "You have been injured all the time, this gourd is for warding off evil spirits."
Lan Ling held it tightly, this little jewelry was better than all the jewelry he had given her in the past.
She hugged his waist, and pressed her face against Ling Chen's body like a cat, "These few days, the few days you're away, can you help me?"
"Okay. Here you are." His big hand stroked her head lightly. It was rare for Lan Ling to be so gentle and obedient.
Lan Ling stood on tiptoe and leaned over to kiss him on the mouth.
Ling Chen sighed slightly, and hugged her into his arms.
Being together without distractions, even for a day, is beautiful.
At noon, the hunters returned. Yang Shuo took five pheasants, two turtledoves, and two hares.
Wen Heng was the first to see the candied haws in the basin outside, and she excitedly took one, "Who bought it? My favorite is the sweet and sour candied haws."
"Master and Madam Ling did this together." Cui Hong said intentionally.
Wen Heng looked at Ling Chen, "Thank you, Lord and Madam Ling."
Lan Ling nodded slightly.
Ling Chen looked at the pile of pheasants, "Clean them up, I'll make aromatherapy chicken for you."
Tian Ming and Gu Fan looked at each other, the master was in a good mood so quickly.
Lan Ling sat there without moving, Wen Heng kept looking at her, she knew that Wen Heng wanted her to leave. She didn't want to back down this time.
Why would someone be proud of being favored? It's because someone made her proud. It turns out that he is also a master of power, Lan Ling sneered.
Ling Chen put mushrooms, ham, scallops, courgette strips and other seasonings into the cleaned pheasant belly, which he learned in Moshan.
When the fragrant chicken leg was handed to Lan Ling, Lan Ling gnawed it without restraint.
"Well, that's the smell! That's right, Ling Chen, you're an apprentice!" The taste is really good, just like Lan Ling's mood.
Ling Chen handed Wen Heng a chicken leg, Wen Heng took it, tore the chicken with his hands and ate it gracefully.
Wen Heng watched Ling Chen silently. Was he really just using this woman as he said? Maybe he didn't even know what he was doing.
However, Lan Ling's good mood is always short-lived.
In the afternoon, Ling Chen received a secret report from Yuncheng that the emperor was seriously ill.
Ling Chen can make a decision and immediately set off back to Yuncheng.
After arranging personnel transfers in Fucheng and the surrounding cities and counties, on the afternoon of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Ling Chen returned to Yuncheng with his confidants, and Han Zhitao followed with the army.
Lan Ling was injured, she was sitting in the carriage, and the others rode horses.
Sitting in the carriage, Lan Ling suddenly thought of the previous life. After the emperor was seriously ill, a major event happened, that is, Ling Chen rebelled. Ling Feng took the opportunity to raise troops to serve the king, and Ling Feng quickly gained the upper hand.
It is said that the reason why Ling Chen rebelled was because Concubine Lin was killed.
Lan Ling's whole body trembled, did he come so soon? In this life, will it still be like that
The carriage ran very fast, and it could be seen that Ling Chen was very anxious.
Lan Ling opened the curtain and stretched out his head to look for Ling Chen.
He was in front, shoulder to shoulder with Wen Heng.
"Ling Chen!" She kept calling him by his name when she was getting along with him. When she called him prince, she was always angry, or deliberately distanced herself from him.
"What's wrong?" He slowed down and walked beside her.
He saw panic in her eyes, "What's going on?" He lowered his head, bending over her.
"I'm very disturbed. I think you should send a letter back to ensure the safety of Concubine Lin." Lan Ling said in a low voice.
"Why? My father is seriously ill now." He looked at her, "What do you know?"
"No, Ling Chen, my premonition is always accurate, you arrange someone to guarantee Concubine Lin, or pick her up."
"Okay." Ling Chen agreed, no matter what, it's always good to be careful.
"Arrange now! Don't wait, okay?" Lan Ling's hand tightly held his skirt.
"Okay, I'll arrange it now."
"Also, if King Ning uses His Majesty to do bad things, will you turn against him?"
Ling Chen frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you, why do you ask?"
"Stop and rest for a while!" Ling Chen asked everyone to stop, and he got into the carriage.
Today was New Year's Eve, there were few people on the road, Ling Chen felt uneasy and frowned.
"What are you trying to say?" He reached out and held her face, teasing her little nose.
"I feel that returning to Yuncheng this time will be a very important turning point for you. You must be steady. My hunch has always been accurate!" Lan Ling didn't know how to explain to him, and this kind of thing can't be said It was in a dream.
"Okay, I understand, don't worry. I have already sent a letter to ask the hidden guards to protect my mother and concubine."
It was rare for Lan Ling to talk to him so seriously.
He tucked her messy hair behind her ears with his hands, and she snuggled into his arms.
"I'd like to listen to you." Lan Ling hugged him.
He thought she was acting like a baby.
It was New Year's Eve at night, and finally found an open inn. Tian Ming gave the proprietress a few ingots of gold. The proprietress saw that these people were not ordinary traders, so she made dumplings for them and served the best meals.
It's just that everyone is in a bad mood, and this special New Year's Eve passed quickly.
It was already the first day of the new year when we arrived at Shuqiu Hill outside Yuncheng in the evening.
Ling Chen asked the hidden guard Wen Heng to go into the palace to find out the news. The others stood by.
Several people ate dry food in the woods.
The sound of firecrackers in the city can still be heard here.
The night is getting darker, and the cold wind is like a knife.
Suddenly it snowed heavily. The snow was getting thicker and thicker, and the entire Yuncheng was filled with the wind and snow that filled the sky.
The once-in-a-century storm is like a madman, spinning and roaring in the woods.
Everyone was blinded by the wind.
The young An Wang stood on a leeward snow slope, looking at Yuncheng.
Lan Ling got off the carriage and stood behind him.
"The sky has changed." He hugged her into his arms. The soft body of the woman leaned against him tightly.
"Every year around New Year's Eve is the coldest." Lan Ling comforted him.
A few black figures suddenly appeared in front of them, heading straight for the grove.
Tian Ming, Gu Fan, and Yang Shuo guard An Wang and Lan Ling in the middle.
"Who?" Fan Xing asked.
There were more than a dozen people who came, and they didn't speak, they rushed over with a few steps, and stabbed with their swords raised.