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"yes……"

Lan Xuan suddenly let go of his hand, and the white jade jug immediately lay down on the table, accompanied by a dull impact sound, the spirits splashed all over his clothes, "After all, it's different... Uncle Emperor... what do you have?" How long has it been since you called me Xuan'er?"

Xuaner...

Lan Zheng suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing pain in his heart. The Xuan'er in his memory was like the purest jade in the world, so crystal clear and so beautiful that it would not stain the mortal world.

"Now you are sitting in the world, rich in the world..." Lan Xuan giggled, but there was a touch of self-deprecation in that sad expression: "And I... just a puppet emperor raised by you in a golden cage That's all..."

"You're drunk." Lan Zheng came back to his senses amidst his desolate laughter, held his wrist tightly with some displeasure, forced him to stand up, and staggered against his arms with that thin body in his arms. middle.

"Uncle Emperor..." Lan Xuan didn't struggle, but let herself rest her forehead on his strong chest, tears streaming down her face, "Why, why did you treat me like this..."

Why……

Lan Zheng curled the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner, but he never spoke. He just closed his eyes tightly and rubbed his trembling body into his arms without saying a word.

Lan Xuan, you will never understand...

"If... if you really want this imperial power..." Lan Xuan suddenly shook her lips fiercely, pulled Lan Zheng's lapel with sobs, and begged, "Just kill me directly, I can make a stand The imperial edict passes on the throne to you, as long as you can let Lan Jing and Luo Er live..."

"...Dream." Lan Zheng paused for a moment, but his deep voice suddenly sounded between clenched teeth, with faint anger.With a little force in his hand, he hugged Lan Xuan violently into his arms, and without hesitation for a moment, he walked steadily towards the inner hall, "You are mine..."

"Uncle... Please... we can't go on like this!"

As if knowing everything that was going to happen, Lan Xuan suddenly struggled violently, tears flowed silently like a bank bursting on her face that was flushed because of drunkenness.He grabbed Lan Zheng's strong arm, his nails almost digging into his flesh, and even the pleading voice was hoarse and distressing, "We are so rebellious, how will we face our father in the future?" Emperor!!"

"Xuan'er..." Lan Zheng threw him heavily into the couch, pinned his wrists and covered his body hard, her bottomless black eyes stared motionlessly at his expression of pain and fear, and murmured A whisper like a whisper passed by Lan Xuan's ear quietly, "Do you still remember, more than three years ago, you rejected me like this..."

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Lan Jing brought everyone back to Prince Jing's mansion, and after giving simple instructions, she took Li Xuan back to Cheng Huan Palace, washed up and went to bed without being disturbed by anyone.

Ling Feng looked at the gradually dimming candlelight in the sleeping hall, pursed his mouth alone, and went to the side hall with the bag of palace sauced duck that was still warm.

Although there are no earth dragons in the side hall, fortunately, the charcoal fire is fully burned, and the room is still very warm.He quietly slipped to the small kitchen to warm a pot of good wine, took a plate of side dishes, returned to the hall, put the oiled paper bag on the table and spread it out carefully, a strong smell of meat came over his face immediately.

"As expected of an imperial chef!" Ling Feng rubbed his hands with eyes full of radiance, as if he was a bit reluctant to speak.

At this moment, a familiar breath suddenly came from not far from the door.

Ling Feng's heart trembled, and he hurried to collect the duck meat on the table, but before he had time to re-wrap it, a vigorous figure quickly pushed the door and entered, followed by a roaring flying knife, which slammed into the duck. The paper corner next to the meat stood on the table and vibrated back and forth for a while.

"Ah! You!" Ling Feng retracted his fingers in surprise, jumped up from the seat, and scolded the man who stood coldly not far away, "You are not afraid of pricking my hand!!"

"Isn't this... haven't you started drinking yet?" Ning Yu glanced lightly at the duck meat in the paper bag, walked over to sit at the table unceremoniously, pulled out a short dagger and forked a large piece into her mouth Li, chewing carefully, "Brought out from the palace, did you please the master today?"

Seeing that he had eaten such a large piece of meat, Ling Feng was so distressed that he felt like he had pulled it off his body? !Not only that, he even poured his own wine and drank it nonchalantly? !

"Hey!" Ling Feng sat back at the table dissatisfied, and raised his hand to grab the paper bag. You know, he is a poor man who has been hungry for most of the day!

"Huh?" Ning Yu glanced at him sideways, but that expressionless face was so cold that it seemed as if it could fall out of ice.

"That..." Looking at his expression at the moment, Ling Feng suddenly felt a little timid.Although this guy usually looks quiet, he has more vicious tricks in his belly than anyone else. If he accidentally offends him... Tsk tsk tsk...

So he immediately leaned over with a smiling face, and changed his words embarrassingly: "Leave me some..."

"Yeah." Ning Yu glanced at him lightly, raised her chin lightly, and signaled him to sit down and eat together.

Ling Feng quickly pulled a duck leg and stuffed it into his mouth extremely quickly.

"The matter about the Qingjin Pavilion has been investigated." Ning Yu picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and deliberately said, "It has something to do with a person who holds a heavy soldier..."