But Feng Qingcheng's action was indeed premeditated, which means that some changes have occurred among the human race, or among the Warcraft race.
Thinking of this, Ling'er suddenly remembered the last time Hongyan was attacked in the suburbs of Tianqi. Those people were not human. It seemed that many things were developing in the same direction. I always felt that there was a huge conspiracy hidden behind this direction, which was indeed not good news.
"From now on, keep an eye on Feng Qingcheng." Although Feng Qingcheng is difficult to deal with, she is indeed a potential breakthrough point. As long as she can show her true colors, she can follow the clues and find out the bigger conspiracy behind it. I always feel that this matter is not just a simple dispute over territory between several human countries.
Hong Yan nodded, "Ling, I know, don't worry."
Ling'er raised her head slightly, looked at the sky, and then said lightly: "Go in first."
"kindness."
The purple gauze curtains were fluttered by the breeze, creating faint ripples in the quiet air. The orchid fragrance was lingering, refreshing. The elegant layout showed that the owner of this house was an elegant person.
The wolf howls and dances, flowing like clouds and water, and in a moment, a picture jumps onto the paper. The five scallion-like fingers first catch the eye, but looking at the hand, one can also tell that the owner is noble and extraordinary.
"Ya'er." The voice was clear and ethereal with a metallic texture, extremely pleasant to the ear. I hadn't seen her, but her voice stirred my heart. It was like string music from the sky, or like a warm breeze in the cold winter, comfortable, pleasant, and touching.
As the voice fell, a handsome face slowly appeared. Long eyebrows like willows, body like jade trees, the pure white robe on the upper body was slightly wet, thin sweat seeped through the shirt, highlighting the original perfect body more exquisite. Long hair draped behind the snow-white neck, can be described as delicate and charming. A man who can look like this is rare in the world.
As soon as the man finished speaking, a young man of about sixteen with an innocent appearance pushed the door open in a panic, "Master, why didn't you dry yourself off and just paint like this? What if you catch a cold?" The man named Yaer muttered while immediately taking a cloak and putting it on his master. His thin eyebrows were tightly locked, showing how deeply worried he was.
"Ya'er, why are you so nervous? I know my body well. It's fine. Don't panic. If people who don't know the situation see it, they will think something has happened to me, your master." As she finished speaking, her sexy lips slightly raised, forming a charming arc. A smile that makes all flowers pale in comparison.
This man, who is as elegant as orchid, is one of Shangguan Yunxiao's concubines—Lan Ling.
"Master, you still have the mind to tease Ya'er. Look at yourself, you are so wet. If you catch a cold, you will definitely get seriously ill." As he said this, he pushed Lan Ling to the bed, "Hurry, change these wet clothes."
He helped Lan Ling sit on the bed, then immediately turned around to find clean clothes and asked Lan Ling to change into them.
Lan Ling watched Ya'er busying around, his eyes always smiling. Ya'er was the only person he could talk to in this cold palace. He knew that she was really doing it for his own good and worried about him. However, Ya'er's next words instantly changed Lan Ling's expression.
"Master, do you know that I heard that Prince Yun has returned home?"
With just these words, Lan Ling's brows, which had been relaxed just now, immediately frowned. He was happy but now worried.
Lan Ling's mood change was too obvious, so Ya'er naturally noticed it. Ever since Lan Ling entered the Prince's Mansion, he had been taking care of Lan Ling's daily life. He naturally had feelings for this master. He also understood his thoughts a little. Knowing that his master had a bad relationship with the prince, he immediately spoke to comfort him: "Master, Ya'er actually feels that the prince still has some sincerity towards you. So Ya'er boldly said that I hope the master will not confront the prince head-on anymore, otherwise the only one who will get hurt is you, the master."
What Yaer said, anyone with a normal mind can understand, not to mention Lan Ling is a smart person. It's just that sometimes, what they pursue is not the same. If he had never left the valley and had never met Shangguan Yunxiao, all the things that happened afterwards would not have happened.
His master once said that everything has its cause. Blessings are caused by misfortunes, and misfortunes are caused by blessings. Sadness and joy are often just a thought away. One thought can make you a demon, and one thought can make you a Buddha. No one could have imagined that his kindness would lead him to fall into an endless hell.
"Forget it, let it be." Lan Ling raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a bitter smile. The tone of his voice seemed helpless and meaningless, and no one except himself could understand it.
To be honest, no one knows what happened between him and Shangguan Yunxiao except the two parties involved.
Seeing her young master like this, Yaer curled her lips helplessly and shook her head, saying, "Young master, then you should take a good rest. Yaer will make you a bowl of ginger tea. You have been standing for so long with your wet body, you must have caught a cold. Drink a bowl of ginger tea, and Yaer will feel more at ease."
Lan Ling smiled and shook his head, "You are always so nervous and cautious. If you want to suffer, go ahead. I, young master, can't control you." After he finished speaking, he laughed out loud.
"Master, you tease Yaer again. Yaer is going to make ginger tea. I won't pay attention to you anymore. Humph." With a snort, Yaer immediately turned around and walked out of the house proudly. But just as she stepped out of the door, there was a noise.
"Hey, who is this? How dare you knock over the ginseng soup that I was going to give to the prince? You don't want to live anymore, right?" A sharp voice, with a bit of dryness and a domineering tone, made people feel very uncomfortable listening to it.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I know my crime and I beg for forgiveness, sir. Please forgive me..." Yaer knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, sobbing and kowtowing continuously.
Hearing the sound, Lan Ling knew something had happened, so he immediately stood up and walked out.
"What happened?" The pleasant voice was like the sound of nature floating from afar, making people unconsciously indulge in it. Looking in the direction of the voice, a touch of light blue came into view.
As soon as Yaer heard the voice of his young master, a smile instantly bloomed on his face, which was still terrified just now. Although his young master was not a favored person, he was his master after all. Seeing the young master coming, he felt a little safe in his heart. However, this feeling was only a subconscious reaction. When he came to his senses, he became even more worried.
Because the man in front of him was one of the little pets in the prince's backyard. Because he could make the prince happy, although his position in the palace was not high, few people dared to provoke him. This time, he was finished. Not only did he get into trouble, but now he was going to cause his own son to suffer! (To be continued)