Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

"Okay, teach me." Ling Chen really followed Adu to clean up the pheasants.

He rolled up his sleeves, and his knife was not jerky.

Lan Ling smiled slightly, "So you too?"

"Although I don't do it often, but I did it when I was young." He looked back at Lan Ling with a smile in his eyes: "You will taste it later, I will make it for you."

Lan Ling walked over, squatted down on Ling Chen's legs, rubbed his head up to fight, looked up at him and said in a low voice, "If you are not the prince, it would be great.",

Ling Chen paused, "No one can choose his own birth. Do you like this kind of life?"

"Don't you like it?" Lan Ling asked back.

"I like it, but I dare not ask for it."

Lan Ling patted the water next to him, splashing Ling Chen all over.

Everyone laughed.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan walked in with Lixia and Qiaochun, Tian Ming was holding a brocade, and Gu Fan was carrying a few boxes of dim sum.

When the two guards saw Ling Chen who was busy making a chicken, they were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

Ling Chen dusted his face, rolled up his sleeves, took out the roasted scented chicken, and tore off the chicken legs to Lan Ling.

"Taste it."

Lan Ling took it and stretched out his hand to wipe Ling Chen's face with his sleeve.

"It's very fragrant, too fragrant. So my husband is so powerful! Axiu, look, my husband will also be a chicken, don't show off your Adu all day long!"

Lan Ling's small face was shining, and the nose was all oily.

Ling Chen looked at her, a little lost.

Sometimes a life is short, but a moment is very long. Some things in a moment will be remembered for a lifetime.

For lunch, we have chicken, various mushrooms, wild pork, wild ginseng, venison, frog, bacon...

It seemed that Lan Ling hadn't eaten for a long time, so he was so gentle and sweeping.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan also had endless aftertastes.

When Lan Ling left, Adu stuffed her with half a bag of smoked pheasants.

Walking on the mountain road, Ling Chen reached out and grabbed Lan Ling's hand.

"Oh!" Lan Ling yelled softly.

"What's the matter?" Ling Chen asked.

"Ankle is broken." Lan Ling whispered.

Ling Chen squatted down and lifted her feet to take a look.

He leaned over and squatted down: "Come on, I'll carry you."

Lan Ling jumped directly, his posture rough.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan were dumbfounded and hurriedly walked to the front by the girls.

"How do you know that I want you to carry me?" Lan Ling wrapped his hands around his neck, his face pressed tightly against Ling Chen's back.

"You have no feet at all, you cunning little fox."

Lan Ling giggled.

"Ling Chen, walk slowly."

"Ok."

"Slower."

"Ling'er." Ling Chen looked back at her, his eyes extremely gentle.

At this moment, Shaoguang is just right. Lan Ling hopes time can stop.

"Only at this time, you are my husband, my husband alone." Lan Ling lay on his neck, his small mouth moved up, biting his neck fiercely, like a little wolf.

There is some love, only in a certain place, or a certain period of time.

On the second day, Lan Ling took Ling Chen to Qinglong Mountain to see Master.

She didn't know whether Master would like to see Ling Chen. In the last life Ling Feng came to see Master, Master did not meet.

"Remember the first time we met in Qinglong Mountain?" Ling Chen asked.

"of course I remember."

"Why did you seem to bother me at that time?"

"Because I hate the royal family."

"When we first met, how did you know that I was a royal person? Do you know me?"

"………."

"If I said, I dreamt of you, would you believe it?"

Seeing Ling Chen staring at her seriously, he laughed a few times.

"I'm joking, I hated you at that time because you broke into Mo Mountain and Qinglong Mountain."

Ling Chen seemed to believe it.

"The master is a hermit. I don't know if his old man is willing to see you. Can you wait for me outside?"

Ling Chen looked at Lan Ling and agreed. He knew that the current Lan Ling only regarded him as her husband-in-law, not the prince, nor the prince.

Lan Ling's master Yao Lin is 87 years old this year, with a thin face, white hair fluttering, and a fairy style.

"Master!" Lan Ling threw into the master's arms.

"You..." Yao Lin looked at Lan Ling, his eyes darkened.

"Master, have you noticed that I have changed?" Lan Ling asked.

"Well, it has changed. The eyes have changed, the temperament has changed a little."

"I brought a person over and waited for me outside. Linger doesn't know if your old man wants to see him."

"Since you are here, let him in." Yao Lin asked the little boy to invite Ling Chen in and served him tea, but he did not come out to see him.

"I have something to tell you alone, what do you want to say to me?" the master asked her.

"Of course!"

Lan Ling told his master about his rebirth carefully, but Yao Lin did not speak for a long time after listening.

"Master, do you believe it?"

"Believe."

"But why? What is going on?"

"Ling'er, we live in this world, like a drop in the ocean. In addition to the northern barren continent we live in, there are other continents around us, and there are many existences that we don't know."

Lan Ling was confused.

"For example, when a person picks up a piece of food in front of an ant, the ant just treats it as it disappears out of thin air. The current human being is the ant."

"Oh, I see, but there is actually a space we don't know about?"

"Yes."

"The so-called past and present lives are actually different spaces. I think, in a certain time and space, there are still some entanglements between you and certain people. I will tell you a story that I heard when I was a child."

The master drank a sip of tea, "We live in the Northern Wilderness Continent to the east is Chaoyun Continent, to the south is the Nanyang Continent, to the west is the Western Zhou Continent, the Northern Wilderness Continent is to the north, and in the middle is the Hexu Continent."

"The Hexu Continent is in charge of these five continents. It is Qingyang Great Emperor who is in charge of the Hexu Continent. His youngest daughter Qingyun has a marriage contract with the young master of the Northern Wilderness Continent, Yuan Chun, but Qingyun suddenly regrets the marriage and falls in love with the second highness of the Northern Wilderness Continent. Yuan 冽."

Lan Ling listened quietly.

"Emperor Qingyang was furious and punished Qingyun heavily, and wanted to abolish Yuan Xun's self-cultivation. He picked up his veins and entered the dungeon forever. Qingyun asked the emperor to release Yuan Xun, and the emperor asked her to leave Yuan Xun. Qingyun made a poisonous oath in order to save Yuanxun. If Yuanxun can't fall in love with her in the third life, she will be destroyed. The emperor finally agreed."

The master stopped and drank tea.

"Then what? Did Yuan Yu fall in love with Qingyun?" Lan Ling was anxious. Regarding love, women are always more persistent than men.

"In the first life, Yuan Yu married Qingyun, but he confessed to the wrong person and mistakenly regarded the concubine as her. Doting on the concubine and torturing her in all kinds of ways, he never even looked at her directly until she lost his life to save him. , He just woke up, but she was already dead;"

"In the second life, they didn't recognize each other, until, she was going to be tortured by the heart, he didn't realize that he went to save her, but he didn't save her, and he lost his life..."

Lan is inspired by heart palpitations, the punishment of heart-cutting? She thought of herself, it turned out that this criminal law was not only suffered by her. Lan Ling's eyes were filled, "What happened later?"

"There is no more. It's a story." The master put down the cup, "Don't you know how to pour tea for the master?"

Lan Ling poured tea for the master.

The tears in her eyes finally came down, "But Master, they still have a lifetime!"

"Therefore, this world has a previous life and a present life. For example, you. Since you are born again, live well. Don't obsess about everything, but you can't refute; don't perfunctory, but you have to be flexible. Do everything with your heart and go with your heart."

"Ling'er understands. But master, what happened to Qingyun and Yuan Xun's third life?"

"I don't know, this is the story of my childhood."

Despite Lan Ling's death, the master never told her the story of the third life.