Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

This dream has been haunting him for many years. In the dream, the faces of Qingyun and Ruiyu were always blurred. He never saw what they looked like.

The same dreams have been true for a long time. He would involuntarily pay attention to a woman suffering from heart disease. Most of his women suffer from heart disease.

But strangely speaking, since marrying Guan Yue and Lan Ling, this dream has never happened again.

He used to think that Guan Yue had a heart disease, but later learned that Lan Ling also had a heart disease.

"The same dream is often done. It may be true, or it may be the story of your past life." Lan Ling said quietly.

Because the story of her previous life is also a dream to tell others.

Ling Chen turned around and took out a delicate peach wood gourd from his clothes, with a red string tied on it.

He tied her around her waist, "You are always injured during this period. This gourd is an evil spirit."

Lan Ling held it tightly in his hand. This small accessory was better than all the jewels he had given her in the past.

She hugged his waist and pressed her face to Ling Chen's body like a cat, "Will you give it to me these few days?"

"Okay. Here you are." His big hand gently stroked her head, it was rare that Lan Ling was so gentle and obedient.

Lan Ling stood on tiptoe and drew a kiss on his mouth.

Ling Chen sighed slightly and took her into his arms.

Being together without distraction, even one day, is beautiful.

At noon, the hunters came back. Yang Shuo took five pheasants, two turtledoves, and two hares.

Wen Heng was the first to see the candied haws in the outside basin, she excitedly took one, "Who bought it? My favorite is this sweet and sour candied haws."

"This is what the Lord and Mrs. Ling did together." Cuihong said deliberately.

Wen Heng looked at Ling Chen, "Thank you, Lord and Mrs. Ling."

Lan Ling nodded slightly.

Ling Chen looked at the pile of pheasants, "Take them away, and I will make aromatherapy chicken for you."

Tian Ming and Gu Fan looked at each other, and it was really fast that the father was in a good mood.

Lan Ling sat there and didn't move. Wen Heng kept watching her. She knew Wen Heng wanted her to leave. She didn't want to back down this time.

Why would someone be proud of pets? That is because someone makes her proud. It turns out that he is also a domineering master, Lan Ling insinuates.

Ling Chen put shiitake mushrooms, ham, shellfish, courgette strips and other seasonings into the cleaned pheasant belly, which he learned in Moshan.

When the fragrant chicken drumstick was handed to Lan Ling's hands, Lan Ling gnaws without restraint.

"Well, that's it! Okay, Ling Chen, you have become a student!" The taste is indeed good, just like Lan Ling's mood.

Ling Chen handed a chicken leg to Wen Heng, and Wen Heng took it, tearing the chicken with his hands and eating it gently.

Wen Heng stared at Ling Chen silently. He really said to this woman, just using it? Maybe he didn't know what he was doing.

However, Lan Ling's good mood is always short-lived.

In the afternoon, Ling Chen received a secret report from Yuncheng, and the emperor was seriously ill.

Ling Chen could decide and set off immediately back to Yuncheng.

Arranged the personnel transfers between Floating City and the surrounding cities and counties. On the afternoon of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Ling Chen returned to Yuncheng with his confidant, and Han Zhitao followed with the army.

Lan Ling had injuries on her body. She was sitting in the carriage while the others rode on horses.

Sitting in the carriage, Lan Ling suddenly thought of the last life. After the emperor became seriously ill, a major event happened, that is, Ling Chen rebelled, Ling Feng took the opportunity to raise the army, and Ling Feng soon gained the upper hand.

It is said that the reason for Ling Chen's rebellion was because Concubine Lin was killed.

Lan Ling was so excited, did he come so soon? Will it still be like this in this life?

The carriage ran very fast, and it was obvious that Ling Chen was very anxious.

Lan Ling opened the curtain and stretched his head to find Ling Chen.

He is in front, side by side with Wen Heng.

"Ling Chen!" She kept calling him by name when she was good with him. When she called him the lord, she was angry, or deliberately wanted to distance him from him.

"What's the matter?" He slowed down and walked beside her.

He saw panic in her eyes, "What happened?" His head lowered and he leaned over to look at her.

"I'm very upset, I think you should send a letter back to ensure the safety of Concubine Lin." Lan Ling whispered.

"Why? My father is seriously ill now." He looked at her, "What do you know?"

"No, Ling Chen, my hunch has always been very accurate, you arrange someone to guarantee Concubine Lin, or take her out."

"Good." Ling Chen agreed, no matter what, it's always good to be careful.

"Arrange now! Don't wait, okay?" Lan Ling's hand gripped his skirt tightly.

"Okay, I will arrange it now."

"Also, if King Ning used the emperor to do very bad things, would you turn it back?"

Ling Chen frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you, why do you ask?"

"Stop and rest for a while!" Ling Chen asked everyone to stop and he got into the carriage.

Today is New Year's Eve, there are few pedestrians on the road, Ling Chen is uneasy, frowning.

"What the **** are you trying to say?" He reached out and held her face, teasing her little nose.

"I feel that returning to Cloud City this time will be a very important turning point for you. You must be steady. My hunch has always been very accurate!" Lan Ling didn't know how to explain to him, and he couldn't say such things. It was in a dream.

"Okay, I see, don't worry about it. I have sent a letter to the dark guard to protect my concubine."

It is rare for Lan Ling to speak to him so seriously.

He tucked her messy hair behind his ears with his hands, and she snuggled in his arms.

"I would like to listen to you." Lan Ling hugged him.

He thought she was acting like a baby.

The evening was New Year's Eve, and finally found an inn for business. Tian Ming gave the proprietress a few ingots of gold. The proprietress realized that these people were not ordinary vendors, made dumplings and served the best meals.

It's just that everyone is in a bad mood, and this special New Year's Eve passed quickly.

Arriving at the book hills outside Yuncheng in the evening, it is already New Year's Day.

Ling Chen asked the hidden guard Wen Heng to advance to the palace to listen to the news. The others stood by.

Several people ate dry food in the woods.

The sound of firecrackers in the city can still be heard here.

The night is getting thicker, and the cold wind is like a knife.

It suddenly snowed. The snow is getting thicker and thicker, and the entire Cloud City is filled with snow and wind.

The storm that has never happened in a century is like a madman, roaring wildly in the woods.

Everyone was blinded by the wind.

The young King An was standing on a leeward snow slope, looking at Yuncheng.

Lan Ling got off the carriage and stood behind him.

"The sky has changed." He took her into his arms. The woman's soft body was close to him.

"Every year around New Year's Eve is the coldest." Lan Ling comforted him.

A few dark shadows suddenly appeared in front of him, coming straight to the small forest.

Tian Ming, Gu Fan, and Yang Shuo protected Wang An and Lan Ling in the middle.

"Who?" Fan Xing asked.

There were more than a dozen people who came, did not speak, swished a few steps and ran over, raising their swords and stabbing them.