Wei Lan beat her horse forward while breathing heavily. Ran Mo looked at the side, worried: "My lord, are you alright?"
"Don't talk," Wei Lan gasped, "I'm in pain."
"My son..."
Before Ran Mo finished speaking, the horse staggered suddenly, Wei Lan's buttocks were agitated by this action, and she unconsciously squeezed the rein tightly, which startled the horse. The horse jumped high, Wei Lan's hands were unsteady, Mo screamed and rolled down suddenly.
"The prince has fallen!!" The people next to him exclaimed, Wei Lan's eyes darkened, and she felt that it was not good, so she yelled: "Stop Xie Zichen!".
When Wei Lan fell from the horse, on the other side, Yan Lan was tightly tied up by Xie Zichen and locked in the carriage.
Xie Zichen sat opposite and watched the memorial, Yan Lan glared at him and said, "Xie Yushi, what are you going to do?"
Xie Zichen looked up at him, eyes full of impatience: "Escort you to Dali Temple."
"You do this, does Wei Shizi know?!" Yan Lan raised his voice, Xie Zichen smashed the memorial to his hand, and said angrily: "How dare you mention her to me?! Do you know how much trouble you have caused?!"
Yan Lan sneered: "I avenged my father, and I caused trouble? Wei Shizi's righteousness is so righteous, how can he be the same as a dog official like you?"
Hearing Yan Lan's words, Xie Zichen was so angry that he laughed out loud. He felt that he had no need to argue with such a fool. He picked up the memorial and started to read the memorial again. Yan Lan looked Xie Zichen up and down, and suddenly said: "Xie Yu Shi, do you like Wei Shizi?"
"Shut up."
"Then you just like it. You escorted me there in such a hurry, are you afraid that Wei Shizi will take a fancy to me?"
"Shut up."
"Thank you Yushi..."
Xie Zichen didn't say anything, and directly lifted Yan Lan's chin, Yan Lan gasped in pain, and glared at him. Xie Zichen picked up the memorial again and felt that the world was much quieter.
Seeing that the carriage was approaching Dali Temple, it stopped suddenly. Xie Zichen frowned suddenly, and then he heard the voice of Ran Mo from outside saying: "Master Xie, let's go back."
Yan Lan's eyes lit up, Xie Zichen squeezed the memorial in his hand, thought for a moment, but lifted the curtain of the car, since Ran Mo came, Wei Lan naturally knew and chased after him, I didn't expect Wei Lan to come so fast , Xie Zichen was at a loss for a moment. Wei Lan stopped him in the street, if he insisted on taking Xie Zichen back, there would be a conflict, and when the time came to attract other officials, what would he say
Yan Lan is the main criminal, Wei Lan is protecting him
The reason why he sent Yan Lan here was to put the name of this matter on Wei Lan. Wei Lan took the initiative to send Yan Lan to Dali Temple, and then he joined forces with Su Cheng to bring Yan Lan's case to Zhang's. Cheng's case was separated. As long as the prince doesn't pursue the matter, Zhang Cheng's case can be easily settled, and Yan Lan's silent execution will not cause much trouble.
If you are afraid, you are afraid, Yan Lan will not die, Wei Lan will help him make the case bigger, after the big problem, the third prince's faction will definitely try to protect Zhang Cheng, and the third prince will show his cards when the time comes, and the prince and him will die. , no one can get a good one.
Zhang Cheng’s case, it’s better to save it until the crown prince is full-fledged. Now the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice is full of people from Sucheng. If they go to make a case about Zhang Cheng, it’s a trivial matter if they are beaten up. I’m afraid Sucheng will ignore it. Get up and bite people.
Xie Zichen was in a difficult situation for a while, but when he went out, he didn't see Wei Lan, so he couldn't help frowning: "Where is your heir?"
"The son is injured and came to thank you." Ran Mo's voice was somewhat dissatisfied: "I accidentally fell off the horse on the road, and now I have returned home."
"What's wrong with her?!" Xie Zichen heard that Wei Lan had fallen from the horse, and couldn't care about other things, so he hurriedly asked, "There is something serious."
"The slave didn't follow back, so I don't know." Ran Mo held the sword in his hand, looked at Xie Zichen and Xie Tong opposite him, and said every word seriously: "But the son said to the slave, if Xie Yushi insists on not If you let Young Master Yan go, you have to step over the slave's corpse. If Xie Yushi really stepped over the slave's corpse, the son of the world will definitely avenge the slave."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen couldn't help clenching his fists, his whole body trembling with anger: "Did she tell you?"
Ran Mo's face remained unchanged, he drew out his sword, but asked: "Master Xie, do you want to go back to visit the prince, or go to Dali Temple?"
Xie Zichen didn't speak, he stared at Ran Mo's sword.
What Yanmo said must be Wei Lan's intention, and she was able to do this for Yan Lan. He Xie Zichen, is he not even as good as a luthier
Huge humiliation came up, but he maintained his last calmness.
Wei Lan is not such a person. Her feelings have never been so rare, how many years has Huan Heng been with her? She has this feeling, he can understand and accept it. But what about this Yanlan? !
A person who just appeared out of nowhere, why should he? !
So impossible, absolutely impossible. Yan Lan and Wei Lan must have something to do with each other, he had to ask clearly. If Wei Lan is really an important person...
Then it was Shengjing, and he recognized it.
Xie Zichen calmed down slowly, he raised his eyes to Ran Mo, and said coldly: "Put your sword away, what will it look like to be seen by others!"
After finishing speaking, he sat back in the carriage, raised his hand to close Yan Lan's chin, and said directly, "What's the relationship between you and Wei Shizi?"
Yan Lan suffered a loss, and did not dare to talk nonsense, "Hiss" gasped, dissatisfied: "What's the matter? We met a few times, she admired me dancing and playing the piano, it's gone."
Xie Zichen frowned: "You didn't lie to me?"
"What did you lie to you for?" Yan Lan said frankly, but after thinking about it, he said again: "But I think, when Wei Shizi looks at me, he is not looking at me, but looking at an old friend."
"Old friend?" Xie Zichen felt that this reason seemed much more reasonable. The identities of Yan Lan and Wei Lan are too far apart, and the possibility of their lives intersecting is too small. Yan Lan nodded, her eyes full of thought: "She seems to feel very guilty about that old friend."
Xie Zichen didn't speak, and continued: "You said she likes to watch you dance..."
"Xie Yushi," Yan Lan smiled, "I'm telling you this because I know you like Wei Shizi, and you won't do anything against her, but if you ask too much, I won't either. answered."
Xie Zichen nodded, expressing his understanding. If Yan Lan knew everything about him, he would be worried.
After about half an hour, he finally returned to Changxinhou's Mansion. Xie Zichen hurried to Wei Lan's house, only to see the maid bringing out basins of blood.
Lin Xia was giving needles in the room, and Wei Lan's trauma had been healed, but she hit her head and developed a high fever, and her condition was not very good.
Xie Zichen was stunned when he saw the blood. He originally thought that Wei Lan's fall was just a way to coax him back. With Wei Lan's riding skills, it might not be a big deal, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but immediately raised his heart, rushed into the bedroom and said: "What's up with her?!"
"Thank you sir!" Lin Xia raised her voice and said impatiently, "Be quiet!"
Xie Zichen held his breath and watched Lin Xia apply the needle. Lin Xia's head was covered in cold sweat, and she was also a little worried. Wei Lan had been taking drugs that suppressed femininity all year round, and spent so many years on the battlefield. She looked healthy and healthy, but in fact, her bones had already deteriorated a lot.
It's not that she hasn't persuaded her, but Wei Lan has always felt that a woman is indomitable, so there is nothing to be afraid of such a small matter. Moreover, living in a wimpy way for decades is worse than living in style for more than ten years. Lin Xia understood her, she did the same thing herself, but she never thought that this disease would break out so suddenly.
Wei Lan looked like she had been slapped and fell off the horse, but in fact, her foundation couldn't hold on anymore, and it was just a collective explosion. She is a doctor, and she knows too well what will happen if it is not done well.
Lin Xia's hand holding the silver needle was covered with sweat, and there was cold sweat on his forehead, and he dared not give the needle for a long time.
Xie Zichen watched from the sidelines, and his heart arose. Lin Xia is now the top physician in the Imperial Medical Office, if she finds it difficult, Wei Lan's life may be in danger.
He dared not speak, and suddenly became annoyed. Knowing that Wei Lan has such a temper, why are you arguing with her? Isn't it just going head-to-head with Sioux City, who is afraid of whom? What's so cowardly about him, just do it! At worst, let Xu Fu poison the emperor to death, quietly call back Wang Ning's army at the border, directly ascend the throne and cut down Sucheng!
There were countless thoughts in his mind for a moment. Wei Hua hurried over, seeing Lin Xia's appearance, he knew it was not good, he went forward, wiped the sweat from Lin Xia's forehead with a handkerchief, and said softly: "Don't worry, Ah Lan is in good health, you can rest assured to give the injection." .”
Lin Xia raised her head, she opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.
Even if Wei Hua understands what she and Wei Lan are carrying, he will never understand.
I take medicine every day, wrap my body, and worry all the time, just to have a fair chance to chase my dreams.
She has a Wei Hua who understands her, what about Wei Lan
She didn't, she was only herself. Even Xie Zichen kept saying that he loved her, but once he knew that she was a woman, he might just be thinking about how to imprison her.
After all, except for Wei Hua, no man can accept his woman mixing with a group of men and flirting with others. For a man as proud as Xie Zichen and possessing such a strong desire for dominance, Wei Lan is a man who hooks shoulders with Wang Xi and the others. Although he is dissatisfied, he can't say anything. But if Wei Lan is a woman, why not drink with Wang Xi and raise a singer
Holding the needle, Lin Xia suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She is a person from the era of equality between men and women. It is enough to meet Wei Hua who respects herself. Unlike Wei Lan, she does not have any hobbies for drunken nights out, nor does she have any flair for keeping singers. But Wei Lan is a person from the era when women are superior to men, and every time she compromises, she is breaking her own edges and corners. She has bowed her head countless times. If there really is a day when she cannot drink and chat with Wang Xi and complete what she considers "normal interpersonal communication", she will probably commit suicide in this era.
"It's okay." Lin Xia stuck the needle in with a hoarse voice. After getting an injection and taking medicine, Wei Lan finally stabilized. Lin Xia was also a little tired. She stood up and told the people next to her: "Don't change her clothes casually, lest the evil wind enter her body, tuck the clothes on her arms and above her calves, and wipe them with wine all night. And calves and head, other places can't touch casually, especially the neck and chest, I have buried needles in it."
The main reason for ordering this is to prevent people like Xie Zichen from bumping into Wei Lan. Now that Wei Lan is asleep, no one can hold Xie Zichen down.
Hearing Lin Xia's words, Xie Zichen nodded, and hurriedly said, "Is she alright?"
"Tomorrow morning when the high fever subsides, you'll be fine." Lin Xia glanced at Wei Lan and went down to get medicine for others.
Xie Zichen couldn't care about other things, so he asked Yan Lan to be suppressed, and then stood by Wei Lan's side.
Her hair was scattered, and her eyebrows, which were usually painted on purpose, also lost their color. He knew that she had always been dissatisfied with his feminine appearance, and was always thinking of ways to make herself look more heroic. Showing her true colors at this moment, Xie Zichen felt sore and hurt in his heart.
This person is obviously as weak as a girl, how can he have such courage and such a stubborn heart
He took a handkerchief twisted with ice water from the person next to him and put it on her head, and wiped her body himself. She only showed her arms and calves, but she could see the scars on them.
He suddenly wrote such a long letter of resentment, how could a man let his son go to the battlefield at such a young age, but earn all the glory? Although his father didn't treat him well because he was a bastard, he was able to support the whole family.
"Alan..." His voice was hoarse, and he stretched out his hand to cover her face: "It's my fault."
He also has no right to blame Chang Xinhou, when he saw this young man, he was full of satisfaction, didn't he just want to take advantage of him
"Get better soon." He wiped her arm and said slowly, "I'll help you with what you want to do."
She wouldn't be so nice to Yan Lan for no reason. As a person, if she likes you, she likes you, and if she doesn't like you, she doesn't like you. As long as she knows what she wants, she won't deliberately play tricks on you.
It was he who was blindfolded by anger, and he clearly knew what kind of character this person was, so why bother with him
Xie Zichen has been guarding her all the time, doing everything by himself. When it was late at night, he made everyone retreat, and he quietly guarded her.
She had a severe high fever, and there was nothing he could do. In the middle of the night, she seemed to be having a dream, and she was caught by a nightmare, and her tears kept flowing.
Wei Lan dreamed that in her previous life, when she was a child, she stumbled and learned to walk, Yan Lan clapped her hands in front of her, and said with a smile: "A Lan, come here, come here."
At the age of fourteen, Yan Lan danced a sword dance at a palace banquet, and the young general who came from the border was stunned and said to her with a blushing face, "Master Wei, what is the name of this young master? ", she proudly raised her head and said with a smile, "This is Yan Lan."
When she was sixteen years old, she lost the family struggle and went to the border alone. When fighting on the battlefield, a sword swept across the people around her. She widened her eyes and saw that the other party was covered in blood. One voice: "Yan Lan."
At the age of eighteen, she withdrew from Yan Lan's marriage and helped her friend. That little Jiang Huarong went to propose marriage to Yan Lan, and then got into the sedan chair behind Yan Lan's back, promising him—I am your sister, and I will be your sister forever. yes.
When she was twenty years old, Yan's family was convicted. She was the Minister of Dali Temple, and she found out all the evidence with one hand, and sent Yan's family to the guillotine. The night before the execution, she replaced Yan Lan from the prison, and she said to him, "Yan Lan, I will avenge you, just wait for me."
But the young man who was always flamboyant had an indifferent face and said nothing. It snowed a lot that year, and he stood in front of her and gave her a big gift.
"This is your life-saving grace to me." He said hoarsely, and slowly said: "You killed my people, but saved my life, the two cancel each other out, Master Wei, I will not hate you, nor will I look for you Enmity. It's just that after this point, Master Wei and I have settled our grievances."
It was snowing heavily that day, and he turned and left wearing thin clothes.
Her best sister, Hua Rong, died, and the Yan family died. Yan Lan disappeared, and two years later, his body was hanging on the tower, but she didn't dare to recognize him.
She could only ask someone to unload his body secretly, hug him in the dark, and cry heartbreakingly.
Such despair and guilt swept over her, and for a moment, she seemed to be still twenty-two years old. It was snowing heavily, and she hugged the unrecognizable corpse, shouting Yanlan loudly.
"Yan Lan... Yan Lan..." She sobbed, Xie Zichen had nothing to do with her, he whispered her name, trying to wake her up: "Alan, wake up."
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." She said desperately, tears kept streaming down, Xie Zichen couldn't help being slightly stunned, Wei Lan, like him, has always been a person who is good at hiding emotions, such huge emotional ups and downs prove that the words she called Lan, she should be a very important person in her life.
"Who is Yan Lan?" He couldn't help asking her aloud. Wei Lan was so burned that she vaguely heard Yan Lan asking her who Yan Lan was.
"It's my brother..." She said hoarsely: "Yan Lan, you have always been my brother..."
He was the one who grew up with her, and he was the one who helped her without hesitation when she was abandoned by the family. Rao is the relationship between biological brothers and sisters, but that's it.
Xie Zichen couldn't help frowning, and then Wei Lan became excited again.
She grabbed his hand with such force that she spoke extremely fast, as if she would miss something at any moment: "Don't go, Yan Lan, don't go... don't kill Your Majesty... I'll help you... I'm wronged as Minister of Dali Temple, Prime Minister I don't want the position anymore, I'm not the young Patriarch of the Wei family, I'll help you!"
"Live..."
"Live..." she cried bitterly, while Xie Zichen stared at her blankly, his mind full of shock.
Minister of Dali Temple
What does it mean that she is no longer the Minister of Dali Temple? Has she ever been the Minister of Dali Temple
She doesn't want the position of prime minister, the head of the Wei family...
The Wei family is the Hou's mansion, and the heirs are all called the sons. The young master is all in the family.
Xie Zichen stared blankly at the weeping man in front of him, and had an idea for a while.
If he is a person who has been relived, what about Wei Lan
Recalling Wei Hua's life in the Changxin Hou Mansion in his previous life, when did this soon-to-be-declined Hou Mansion change
This Hou Mansion is supported by Wei Lan alone, and it is because of this person that it has come to this day. He came back, but it shouldn't affect a Hou Mansion that has nothing to do with him.
Xie Zichen thinks he is a smart person, but think back to what he was like when he was twelve years old? No matter how smart he is, it seems that it is difficult to plan and go to the battlefield like Wei Lan, not only winning the battle, but also solving all kinds of interpersonal management in the northern officialdom.
Some talents are innate, such as the sensitivity to the battlefield. But there are some things that are impossible without the polishing of time, such as being a human being.
Xie Zichen recalled his relationship with Wei Lan. He was already forty years old, and when he interacted with Wang Xi, he always had an attitude of looking down on the younger generation. But Wei Lan seems to have regarded her as an opponent, an ally, and a person equal to him from the very beginning.
All kinds of signs seemed to affirm his absurd idea, and he couldn't help probing: "Alan, where are you from?"
Alan, what country are you from
There is a voice, coming from a distant place.
Wei Lan hugged Yan Lan's body, a little dazed.
Who is asking her
What country is she from? Where was she born and where did she grow up
"Big beam..."
She is the young head of the Wei family, the number one nobleman in Daliang, and the youngest and best prime minister in Daliang.
Daliang, she really wants to go home.
When Xie Zichen heard about this country, his mind was struck by thunder.
She really... She really wasn't the Wei Hua back then!
Daliang, what country is this? Xie Zichen tried his best to think back, but he found that there was no such a country in his knowledge.
Yes, if there is, Wei Lan should have gone back long ago. She misses that place so much.
Then who is she in Daliang? What kind of person is it? What is the relationship between her and Yan Lan
Wireless problems popped up in Xie Zichen's mind for a moment, and he suddenly found that every time he thought he was getting closer to Wei Lan, he would realize that he was getting further away from her.
The obstacles she had set up between them were far more than he had imagined.
He lowered his eyes, didn't want to ask any more questions, but continued to wipe her body.
And that person just called some names he didn't know over and over again on the bed, and every time he called, he felt a pain in his heart. He cares about her, it's really too far away.
The next morning, Wei Lan's high fever finally subsided.
She woke up vaguely, and saw Xie Zichen lying on the bedside asleep, he seemed to guard her all night, Wei Lan pushed him, and said hoarsely: "Zichen."
Xie Zichen reluctantly opened his eyes and saw Wei Lan. His first move was to touch Wei Lan's forehead. After the fever subsided, he was still a little worried. He leaned over and touched her forehead with his forehead. .
"I'm fine." She said gently, patting him on the back as a comfort. Xie Zichen didn't dare to touch her. He kept Lin Xia's words in mind, and after confirming that she was fine, he got up a little tired and said, "I'm going to court."
Wei Lan nodded, and then said: "Yan Lan..."
"I'll come back and talk about this." Xie Zichen was really tired after staying up all night. He felt tired even talking, so someone came in to wait on him and changed his court clothes, and said slowly: "Please explain to me clearly that you and Yan Lan, I can fight this with you. But before you make excuses, tell me where Daliang is."
He knows!
Wei Lan raised her head abruptly, Xie Zichen didn't look at her, changed into his court clothes, turned and left. Wei Lan hurriedly recruited Ran Mo in, and immediately said, "When will Chang Pei come to see me?"
"The servant arranged for him to come immediately!" Seeing Wei Lan's appearance, Ran Mo hurriedly started to do it. Wei Lan woke up, she had a good night's sleep and felt much more comfortable. She lay down on the bed and drank some porridge, and Chang Pei came in. Wearing a mask, he respectfully said, "Master."
"Chang Pei," Wei Lan said directly without talking nonsense, "You have been with Xie Zichen for five years, do you think there is anything strange about him?"
"Strange place?" Chang Pei was stunned for a moment, then quickly recalled: "Master Xie is extremely smart."
"Is it weird to be smart?" Wei Lan frowned suddenly, and Chang Pei shook his head: "No, what the servant said is that he is extremely smart, so smart that he doesn't look like a human being."
"For example?"
"The slave is in charge of Mr. Xie's secret information. I am very clear about Mr. Xie's intelligence ability. However, Mr. Xie can always guess things beyond his intelligence capabilities."
"When Xucheng was flooded, Mr. Xie told us that there might be heavy rain almost half a year ago, and asked us to go to Xucheng to start a business and consolidate the water conservancy. He also knew about the corruption of the magistrate back then, and let us collect evidence in advance."
"Back then, Xu Fu was a fortune teller in a poor village. Mr. Xie didn't go out, but he also knew that he was very talented. Let us invite him out of the mountain."
"Back then..."
When Chang Pei told them what Xie Zichen had asked them to arrange in advance over the years, Wei Lan was very shocked to hear it.
This decision is definitely not cleverness, it is clearly that Xie Zichen has the ability to predict the future!
So, is he also the one who knows her future is near? Because she is useful, or something else
Wei Lan couldn't be sure for a while, he was too disturbing.
She asked Chang Pei to retreat, and Lin Xia woke up, so she came to see her, saw that she was in good spirits, asked her pulse with a needle, and said, "There is something I want to tell you."
"Huh? My son, there is actually one thing I want to tell you. I gave you those medicines, and you can't use them anymore..."
"It's a small matter." Wei Lan waved her hand directly and said nonchalantly, "I want to tell you a big matter..."
"My lord, this is not a small matter!" Lin Xia interrupted her, before she could say anything else, she heard Wei Lan say, "Xie Zichen can predict the future!"
"If you do this again... what did you say?!" Lin Xia reacted and raised her voice, Wei Lan sneered, "Didn't you expect that? He actually knows everything."
When it comes to prophets, Lin Xia's first reaction, as a house girl who has been immersed in online literature all the year round, is—superpowers
She immediately said: "Tell me, what kind of prophetic method is he?"
Wei Lan immediately told Lin Xia about her major discovery for a while. Lin Xia listened carefully, the more she listened, the more something went wrong.
A bastard, with the help of the prophet's ability, first climbed to the top of the diamond king, Wu Lan, and successfully killed his opponent with the help of Wei Lan's house fight, and then began to enter the court, and made great progress along the way...
This script...
Lin Xia thought for a while and reminded: "My lord, in our world, there is actually another possibility for this kind of prophetic ability."
"Um?"
"Rebirth. That is, this person, who has lived a lifetime and returned to his youth, can change his life."
Wei Lan: "..."
Your world operates on a high end.
Seeing Wei Lan's pensive expression, Lin Xia continued: "This kind of person will usually have a sudden temperament change one day at a certain age, and then start to seem to be able to predict the future, but he can't predict everything. Can only predict what he remembers."
"So my son," Lin Xia reminded her: "Actually, in this world, you and I are variables that have traveled through time, and Mr. Xie may not know what your future will be like. You don't have to think too much."
"He," Wei Lan couldn't help laughing bitterly, "I'm really worried."
"My son," Lin Xia thought for a while, and persuaded, "You want to spend the rest of your life with him, don't you?"
Wei Lan froze for a moment, then nodded her head after a while.
She promised Xie Zichen, so she will try her best to do it. Lin Xia laughed: "Then what's the point of living a lifetime of mutual suspicion? My son, you and him are allies, but also lovers. One day, you will tell him your identity, right?"
Wei Lan remained silent, Lin Xia gently pushed her hair back, and said narrowly, "Mr. Xie is so beautiful, wouldn't it be a pity that he couldn't sleep?"
Hearing this, Wei Lanlang laughed out loud.
"Yes," she nodded, "it's a pity that I can't sleep."
"My son," Lin Xia sighed, and continued: "I really can't take this medicine anymore. I will give you half a year's worth at most. You must stop, or you will live longer, let alone getting pregnant. , I can't guarantee it. You are young now, stop, I will take good care of you. You should tell Xie Zichen the truth and let him help you keep this secret. If you have to bear everything in your life, then you What are you doing with Xie Zichen? It's better to separate early and find someone who can treat you sincerely, you can admit your identity frankly, and let him walk with you."
"My son," her eyes were full of pity: "It's too hard for you to walk this worldly path alone."
Wei Lan didn't speak, she listened quietly to Lin Xia's words, but suddenly frowned: "But isn't a woman's life destined to be like this?"
Why have menstruation? This is the whetstone given to them by God, just to sharpen them and remind them to endure the pain in this world.
Make them stronger and more persistent. Since they were young, women were not allowed to cry, they had to stand in front of boys.
Her mother kept telling her that men are stronger than them, why are women still respected
Because only the spiritual strength is the most powerful existence.
You can't admit your weakness, you can't treat yourself as weak. They are never afraid of mountains of swords and seas of fire. When men tremble, when men indulge and cannot restrain themselves, when men give up because of a little difficulty, they move forward resolutely.
So, carrying the wind and rain alone, isn't this the proper destination for a woman
Her thinking made Lin Xia speechless, and she had to admit that there was a large part of the reason why she couldn't achieve the state of Wei Lan's era in her era, just as she said.
Girls cry freely, boys are asked to be strong. Girls are only suitable for liberal arts, and boys who study science will not be stupid.
Stereotypes reinforce the ability gap, and the so-called favor is to cut off your flying wings one by one.
She looked into Wei Lan's eyes and didn't know whether she was right or wrong for a while. She could only say, "Ah Lan, but two people, regardless of gender, are destined to support each other. Men in this world are not so weak. You don't need to be so strong."
"But this is my dignity."
Lin Xia didn't know what to say for a while, she sighed, shook her head, got up and left. She walked to the door and saw Wei Hua waiting for her. He sent her out, but seeing no one around, he blinked and said, "Do you think Ah Lan looks good?"
"Of course the prince is the number one beauty in Shengjing!" Lin Xia said, "I have only seen such a beauty in my life."
"Then," Wei Hua rolled his eyes, "It's a pity that such a beauty as Xie Zichen doesn't sleep. I and Alan look almost the same. It's a pity that such a beauty doesn't sleep, right?"
Lin Xia: "..."
It fell through.
"A Xia," Wei Hua looked at her blushing face, and said in a hoarse voice, "I beg you, please marry me."
"Well..." Lin Xia blushed, lowered her head and said, "I... soon... I will be able to afford a house."
"I have private money here!" Wei Huaguo said, "I'll buy it tomorrow!"
"Wei Hua, be more reserved!" Lin Xia felt a little embarrassed, and Wei Hua was stunned, dissatisfied: "Hey, don't be infected by Ah Lan!"
"Stop talking, I'm going to the medical office!"
Lin Xia was scared away by Wei Hua, Wei Hua sighed and touched his face.
Obviously she is also very beautiful, why doesn't Lin Xia feel that it is a pity that she can't sleep
Wei Lan drank the tonic soup, slept for a while, and finally waited for Xie Zichen to come down.
Today the court is not peaceful, the people from Sucheng have joined eleven ministers in a row, these people seem to be unrelated, but in fact they are all members of the princelings.
He was warning Xie Zichen, of course Xie Zichen understood Su Cheng's meaning, he participated in the eleven ministers today, if Xie Zichen really moved Zhang Cheng, then it would not be a matter for him to participate in the eleven ministers. At that time, Zhang Cheng will not be able to keep him, and the prince will be hurt.
He was a little irritable, and went back to Changxinhou's Mansion. He changed his court clothes, removed his hair crown, put on a normal clothes and came to Wei Lan's bedroom. After washing and washing, Wei Lan was also in normal clothes, her hair was loose, she knelt at the table, prepared the wine, and waited quietly for him.
Xie Zichen looked at the pretty girl's face, and unconsciously slowed down, afraid of being disturbed.
Walking to the table, he knelt down and looked up at the other party's bright eyes.
"Have you figured out what to say?" Xie Zichen cut to the chase. Wei Lan smiled and poured him the wine calmly.
"Since we've come here, you and I might as well talk about it." Wei Lan raised her eyes: "You lived your whole life again, didn't you? Xie Zichen."
Even if it is negotiating with each other, it must be pre-emptive.
Xie Zichen raised his hand and poured the wine into his mouth, then slammed the glass on the table.
"Yes, what about you? From Daliang Kingdom, Dali Temple Minister, or the prime minister?"
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Mo Shubai: Ran Mo, what is your deepest impression on Shi Zi
Dye Mo: Even if you sacrifice yourself, you must insist on pretending.
Mo Shubai: Why do you have this impression
Dye Mo: Do you remember that year when she got a tiger's paw for Xie Zichen? After I was done, I went to pretend to save Xie Zichen. At that time, she was facing the wind in Yushu, and Xie Zichen fell on me as soon as they left, and then it hurt...
Mo Shubai: Hmm... it was very desperate...
Ran Mo: And today, her ass was beaten to pieces, and she insisted on riding a horse to save Yanlan. I asked her if it hurt, but she still didn't answer, it hurt...
Mo Shubai: The situation is urgent today...
Ran Mo: If it wasn't for the sake of being handsome, she wouldn't have to go. Do you think she has lost her horse? I'm not settled yet.
Mo Shubai: That's a fallen horse...
Dyeing ink: all the same.
Mo Shubai: Actually, if she hadn't fallen from the horse, ah bah, fell from the horse, you wouldn't be able to stop Xie Zichen, right
Dye Mo: There is no operation in this world that I cannot stop.
Mo Shubai: Admiration, admiration...