Just as the guards were stunned, Ling'er walked straight past the guards and headed towards the mansion gate.
When the guard came back to his senses, he asked, "Hey, where's that little girl?" He looked around and saw that the little girl who had just stood beside him had already walked into the gate...
"Hey, little girl, you can't go in." The guard ran to the door, trying to stop Ling'er from coming in. Unfortunately, it was too late.
Ling'er raised her eyebrows and waved her hand lightly, and the door closed.
The next moment, there was a "bang" and the guard who was running towards them ran straight into the door, then slowly slid down...
Ling'er flashed and dodged the secret guards hiding in the dark and reached the inner room.
The design style of Prince Xuan's mansion gave Ling'er an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Whether it was the color or the style, how should I put it, it was almost exactly the same as Emperor Shi Tian's taste.
That's right, it's exactly the same, so she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
The decoration of the study was all black. Black curtains, black veils, and even the plants were black vines. This feeling was exactly the same as the first time I went to Emperor Shi Tian's study.
This is strange. They are two people who have nothing in common, but they have so many things in common. Haha, fate is really amazing.
She stretched out her tender white hands and stroked the soft gauze, which felt very good.
At this moment, the voice buried deep in memory rang out, "How did you get in?!"
His voice was as deep and hoarse as ever, sounding heavy and textured. To use Xia Ling'er's previous words, it was very manly.
Although it was the second time she heard this voice, Ling'er's body still couldn't help but stiffen. But it only took a moment, and she recovered naturally.
She lowered her hands, turned around, and smiled. "Brother Tian, I just walked in." Her purple eyes were slightly curved, like two moons hanging on her face, so cute.
Nangong Tianlan was wearing a black python robe with golden threads, deerskin soft-soled boots, and a delicate dagger hanging from his waist. He exuded a natural chill that kept people away, and his eyes looked deeply at the little princess in front of him.
After hearing Ling'er's words, he did not show any surprise, but walked straight past Ling'er, walked to the chair and sat down naturally.
A big hand casually picked up an open book, and his eyes fell on it for a long time.
Seeing this, Ling'er didn't get angry. She climbed onto a chair beside her and sat there quietly waiting.
In the quiet study, there was only the sound of turning pages from time to time. The sun moved from the east to the middle, and the temperature became hot.
Nangong Tianlan's eyebrows were tightly knitted, his face was serious, and he was still immersed in the book. Suddenly, he felt something pulling his sleeve.
His eyebrows moved slightly, his eyelids lifted slightly, and he looked down.
At the cuffs of his sleeves, a white and tender claw was pinching his cuffs tightly, pulling them from time to time.
A pair of purple eyes stared wide, looking pitifully at Nangong Tianlan's eyes, looking like a dog abandoned by its owner, that pitiful...
Seeing her like this, Nangong Tianlan didn't know why he couldn't bear it. He reached out his hand and touched her head, and asked, "Girl, what's wrong?"
This opening made Ling'er stunned.
The scene when I first entered the base came to my mind again.
Because there were fewer girls at that time, she was very scared when she first went there and didn't want to interact with other people. Except for her usual training, she stayed in her room all the time.
Their rooms were very simple, and their structure was similar to that of a prison, with a long kang where many people slept together.
Their training was very cruel. Only fifty out of five hundred could pass, so the competition was very fierce and someone could die almost every minute and every second.
Some of them could not endure such brutal training, while others were killed by their comrades.
In order to graduate, trainees often kill each other. Therefore, whether eating, sleeping, or training, they must always be extremely vigilant, because they may face death at any time.
In the end, she killed the friend she was training with with her own hands.
At that time, she was still young and could not quite understand the principle of survival of the fittest. After killing her friend, she could not get over the shadow. Later, they went to a new training ground and met a new instructor, Tianlang.
She clearly remembered the scene of their first meeting.
She stayed in the room and refused to go out. A man in camouflage clothes walked in and extended his hand to her.
"Girl, stand up!"
That was the first thing he said to her, and he was the only person who ever called her a girl.
It was he who told her that she was not wrong, that it was just a rule of survival, and that was the price that had to be paid for growing up in hell!
Tears quickly condensed and fell drop by drop. The sadness in the purple eyes seemed to have lingered for a thousand years and suddenly broke through the dam, becoming uncontrollable.
This cry made the dark color between Nangong Tianlan's eyebrows deepen.
"Girl, why are you crying again?" He always felt a little helpless when facing this little girl. He was not a kind person, but for some reason, he could not bear to be cruel to this little girl.
“Brother Tian…” Ling’er called out softly with a heavy cry in her voice, then she grabbed his clothes tightly with both hands, buried her face in his arms, and sobbed.
Her tears and nose were all over his sleeves, but Nangong Tianlan didn't care about this at all. Instead, he was a little distressed about how to comfort her...
It took a while for Ling'er to stop crying, and when she looked up again, she was back to normal.
At this moment, an untimely sound rang out, "Gurgle"...
Embarrassing, Ling's stomach is growling. However, it's not her fault. After getting up in the morning, she ran out with Di Shitian in anger before having breakfast. It's already noon, how can she not be hungry...
However, as a lady, Mou Ling still lowered her head shyly.
"Are you hungry?" Nangong Tianlan's voice sounded above her head, and Ling'er nodded slightly.
At this moment, a man in white walked in. "Your Majesty, it's time for you to have lunch." Perhaps he didn't expect that there was someone else in the room, and when he noticed Ling'er, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The man's name is Xu An, and he is the steward of Prince Xuan's mansion.
Normally, when a guest came to the mansion, the guard would first report to the housekeeper, who would receive the guest and let him meet the prince. However, he had no idea when this young lady came in, so he felt strange.
"Yes, I understand." Nangong Tianlan turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something. He then turned around and picked up Ling'er who was holding onto his clothes. (To be continued)