Her soft face was leaning against his palm, and the quivering of her eyelashes was like a small fan, shaving his palm.
Cold tears penetrated the crevices of his fingers little by little.
Lu Xinglan's pale and calm face showed a trace of uneasy moving.
His voice was low, with an imperceptible helplessness, "Don't cry, I'm fine, it's just a small wound, I'm used to it."
Lu Xinglan thought she shouldn't be worried if she said so.
As a result, the girl's tears fell even more fiercely.
She didn't raise her head either, her lips pursed tightly, and her delicate brows were wrinkled with sadness.
"How do you..."
Her voice was crying, vague.
"It's so distressing."
Lu Xinglan looked at her blankly, seemingly puzzled.
distressed...
He suddenly moved his tearful fingers, and the girl raised her head in shock, her eyes were red and her nose was red, very cute and pitiful.
She bit her lip, tears all over her face.
Lu Xinglan's fingers trembled, he touched her tears, and thought of something and quickly took it back.
He wiped his robes with his fingers to make sure it was dry.
He immediately put his fingers over her face again and wiped her tears.
"Don't cry, I'll take you to the lake next time. Don't you like those flowers?"
Speaking of which.
Lu Xinglan took out another phoenix flower from his arms.
Missing flowers.
But still fresh and charming.
"Look, is this flower beautiful?"
After speaking, Lu Xinglan realized that the flower was incomplete.
Lu Xinglan frowned, and immediately suppressed his tone, trying to be as calm as possible.
"Well, it's overwhelmed. I'll bring you more next time."
Then he took the flower back as if nothing had happened.
A pair of small soft hands held his, and then she chuckled with tears in her eyes and said, "It's beautiful."
Lu Xinglan stared at her silently, his deep eyes slowly being covered by an extremely gentle emotion.
His fingers gently approached the edge of her temples, and then he brought the flower hairpin to her ear.
The bright colors made the girl's delicate and fair face a little more blood.
Lu Xinglan's voice was hoarse, "It's beautiful."
He was the most beautiful person he had ever met in his life.
But before and after.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is seventy-five.]
Inside the palace.
All the eunuchs and palace maids were trembling and afraid to let out the air.
Yuan Xuan smashed a vase and kicked away a little eunuch.
"You still have the face to tell me if you fail? All those who fail will be caught and executed."
The big eunuch shuddered and knelt down, not daring to look up and say, "Your Majesty, they are all dead."
Not one left.
They were all killed by Lu Xinglan.
Yuan Xuan turned his head, his long hair was loose, and the pale and gloomy young man said fiercely, "Then take back the corpse and smash the bones into ashes."
After he finished speaking, the bright red thin lips twitched coldly.
"I really underestimate Lu Xinglan, and I thought he must have killed him before he was prepared."
He thought he could wait.
But I don't know after seeing him in the lotus field last time.
With a belly full of anger.
The more I think about it, the more threatening the situation becomes.
The more I think about it, the more resentful I feel.
This country belongs to his family, not Lu Xinglan.
Why is he so arrogant.
In this southern country, everyone is talking about the damned Lu Xinglan.
And he wants to build a Moon Appreciation Pavilion.
But embezzling so little military spending.
Then the goddamn pedantic civil servants will come to stop them.
He is the master of the country, he is the emperor.