Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

Lan Ziqing was startled by Su Danchen's appearance, and quickly asked softly, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Su Danchen bit her lip, with a guilty look on her face, "Have you heard about Grand Master Chao...Have you heard about Ziqing?"

Lan Ziqing nodded slightly, still looking at him puzzled.

"It was I who told grandpa that Taishi Chao sent someone to assassinate me. I just wanted grandpa to teach him a good lesson so that I could vent my anger on you, Ziqing, but I didn't expect things to get to this point. Taishi Chao is now being beaten. In death row, the Grand Master's Mansion was also copied..."

Only then did Lan Ziqing understand, and a helpless smile flashed in Mo Mou.

The Sima clan and the Chao clan have been fighting openly and secretly for a long time, now is a great opportunity, how could Sima Li let him go in vain.

Seeing his guilty look, Lan Ziqing felt distressed, pulled him into his arms, and coaxed him softly.

At the end of the coaxing, the person in the arms suddenly asked: "Will Brother Da Huang be implicated in this matter?"

Lan Ziqing smiled and said: "Your Highness, don't worry, the prince lives in seclusion and rarely interacts with outsiders. Even the queen may not see him several times a year. This matter is implicated, just wanting to get involved with him. : 01 points relationship, I am afraid it is difficult."

Although it will not be implicated, the impact is inevitable.

Lan Ziqing looked at those double radiant peach blossom eyes, and said with a smile.

After hearing Lan Ziqing's comfort, Su Danchen felt relieved, and smiled, the corners of his lips were pulled halfway, and suddenly thought of something, Yinglang's face collapsed again.

"I met the eldest emperor's wife a few days ago, and heard from her that the elder brother's illness has become more serious. This time, it is best not to let him know about Taishi Chao."

The prince has an elegant character, but unfortunately he was born with many illnesses and his body has always been weak. This is one of the reasons why Suhuang didn't like him.

As for the eldest sister-in-law Su Danchen was talking about, she was the Crown Princess Baiping.

She was originally a maid in the prince's mansion. Two years ago, the prince Suyu suddenly announced that he wanted to marry a wife. Emperor Yang was furious when he learned that he wanted to marry a small maid as his concubine. Empress Chao Xiu said nothing. Ken agreed.

Later, in order to appease the prince, the queen proposed a compromise method, which was to let the prince marry the maid as a side concubine.

Unexpectedly, the gentle and gentle prince, who has always been filial and filial, refused to budge in this matter, and insisted on marrying that woman as a concubine.

Seeing that the crown prince fell ill because of this incident and was in danger, Emperor Yangdi had no choice but to agree.

Now the prince and the concubine are on the same page, and the relationship between husband and wife

It is so deep that it has become a good story in the streets and alleys of Xunyang.

Lan Ziqing pinched Su Danchen's cheek affectionately.

Fool, there is no impenetrable wall in the world.

After the two hugged and hugged for a while, Su Danchen was still worried and wanted to visit his elder brother at the prince's mansion, but worried that Lan Ziqing would not agree, so he stared at him with a pair of sparkling peach eyes.

He looked at Lan Ziqing with such eyes, what else could he not agree to?

Su Danchen showed joy, "Ziqing, don't worry, I will definitely come back to eat dinner with you. I have learned a few new soups, which are very nourishing for blood. I will make them for you when I come back."

The voice was still in my ears, and the person had disappeared.

Lan Ziqing watched the blue shadow leave tenderly, raised her hand to press on her heart, and felt that it was jumping violently.

Youzi stood quietly beside the rose for a while, then followed him out of the courtyard.

On the edge of the curved bridge, I ran into Ning Sheng who had come out of Meilin, with a very gloomy face.

"Prime Minister."

Ning Sheng bowed his hands in salute.

Lan Ziqing saw him coming out of the pavilion alone, and saw that his eyes were blank.

Guang, with a pale face, remembered the words from Mei Lin just now, and understood a little bit in his heart.

"Lord Ning, walk slowly, and the redemption will not be far away."

Ning Sheng seemed to have listened to it, but he didn't seem to listen to a word. He just walked out on his own. When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly turned around and looked at the tall and elegant man beside the Meilin Quqiao. , and said softly: "If you like someone, you are willing to give up everything for him, but that person refuses to accept, then what should you do?"

Naturally, he will do whatever it takes to force him to stay by his side.

Lan Ziqing was about to speak, when a lake shadow as thin as mist suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, she rolled her pitch-black eyes, but said with a smile: "That person refuses to accept, there is always a reason for that person, love can't be forced, It's better to give up as soon as possible to help others, so as not to end up wronging others and yourself."

Ning Sheng nodded thoughtfully, bowed his hands absentmindedly and gave him a salute, then left the Prime Minister's mansion.

Lan Ziqing turned her head and saw Wu Han standing at the entrance of the plum grove not far away, his cold and handsome face hidden under the mottled and criss-crossed plum branches, it was impossible to distinguish between joy and sorrow.

Standing alone for a moment, he left silently.

On the eighth day of October, all officials from North Korea, Chinese, and military rushed into the Ning Mansion to congratulate Ning Sheng once he ascended the Dragon Gate. Even Su Danchen, who had obtained Lan Ziqing's permission, went to the Ning Mansion to congratulate Yun Mo Second, before she leaves, send her off.

Lan Ziqing bid farewell to Wu Han and Qin Wuyu at Qiaoshui Wharf.

The water on the river is sparkling, and the setting sun is reflected on the river like gold.

On the wooden post next to the pier is a small, pleasingly arranged boat.

The breeze came slowly, blowing a few strands of hair.

After the three of them said their parting words, Wu Han suddenly turned to Qin Wuyu and said, "Liuzhou, I have something to say to Lan Zhi, you go to the boat and wait for me first."

Qin Wuyu thought in his heart that the two of them were brothers of the same school, and before leaving, he was afraid that he had something intimate to say, so he nodded obediently, turned around and walked towards the pier.

Lan Ziqing, Wu Han and Jiang Feng were left whimpering in their ears.

Seeing that Wu Han deliberately sent Qin Wuyu away, Lan Ziqing was speechless at the moment, and couldn't help laughing, "Senior brother has something to say, but it's okay to say it, Ziqing will listen carefully."

Wu Han glanced at his right hand hanging by his side, covered with a thick layer of white gauze, it was shocking to see.

The gaze that fell on that jade-like face became deep and complicated.

"When the mountain middle school was full, the teacher gave a farewell message to every student. Does Lan Zhi still remember the teacher's parting words?"

The past years whizzed by, and the five years in the mountains seemed like a lifetime away.

The old man who was revered by the world as "the world's number one strategist" sat cross-legged in the depths of the cloud, accepting the students' last bow like a ceremony.

The hale and hearty old man lovingly looked at the students kneeling at the foot of the mountain, and his farewell words were also the expectation of best wishes.

Lan Ziqing's eyes became blurred.

"Ziqing...don't remember anymore."

A deep and shallow sigh came from the ear.

As it was then.

The young man in white clothes and feather crown walked up the steps, facing the old teacher who was persuasive and persuasive, and bowed his proud back respectfully.

There was a long sigh from above.

"If you have more than money, but not enough compassion, you can become a Buddha or a demon with only one thought."

As soon as this remark came out, all the children were shocked.

Lan Zhi is gentle and courteous, like a gentleman, how could she become a devil?

The young man was startled, a smile appeared on his lips, he kowtowed and said, "Thank you for your warning, teacher."

Wu Han looked over his shoulders and landed on the vast river, and said word by word: "There is more than money, but not enough compassion. It is only one thought to become a Buddha or a demon."

"Lan Zhi, do you understand what the teacher said?"

Lan Ziqing turned her hand wrapped in a thick white cloth, a deep light flashed in her black eyes.

"Senior brother, Ziqing will write it down."

Without waiting for Wu Han to speak again, he clasped his hands and said with a smile, "Ziqing respectfully sends senior brother off."

Wu Han left with a sigh.

When Lan Ziqing returned to Xiangfu, Su Danchen had not yet returned from Ningfu.

The sky is gradually falling, and the dark blue sky is sprinkled with clear moon and cold stars, which is indescribably deep and charming.

He walked into the study room alone, and with the help of a dim oil lamp, he picked up the wolf hair and swiped wantonly.

On the sheep's white paper, there is an extra line of flowing ink characters.

If you have more than money, but not enough compassion, you can become a Buddha or a demon with only one thought.

Lan Ziqing stared at this line of words, read it for a while, and finally

Yu laughed silently in the half-brightness of the lights.

He just wants to stay with that person in this life. If the Buddha can fulfill his wish, he will become a Buddha. If the demon can fulfill his wish, he will become a demon.

Still writing casually, the blank space on the sheep's white paper, more and more in an instant

Out a series of continuous ink.

Lan Ziqing didn't even look at it again, and burned the dirty calligraphy and painting to ashes with the fire on the candle.

For a while, the flames flourished.

The jade-like face in front of the lampstand is reflected and dyed into a cruelty that is hard to describe with pen and ink.

On this day, the Ning Mansion was full of joy and festive decorations.

The sound of laughter and congratulations floated from the courtyard across the corridor, and into an inner room pasted with big red happy characters.

Princess Chaole touched the phoenix coronet and Xiapei bestowed by Emperor Yang, with the shyness of a little daughter on her pink face, she said to the people beside her, "Brother Chen, I'm so happy."

Seeing her appearance like this, Su Danchen was naturally happy for her, and joked a few words with a smile.

"There is no reason for a bride to live in her husband's house before she gets married. Sister Yun is not afraid of being laughed at."

Yun Mojiao let out a "hum".

"I'm not afraid of being laughed at."

Then his eyes dimmed, and he said softly: "Brother Chen, you are my dearest brother, I might as well tell you what is in my heart. Although Ning Lang promised to marry me, I always have no idea in my heart. Ning Lang will marry me tomorrow. I want to follow me to the place to get married, and at this juncture, I don't want to make any mistakes."

"I have to watch him closely here, so I can rest assured."

Su Danchen looked at her, and said in a daze: "I never thought that Sister Yun is such a loving person."

Yun Mo burst out laughing with a "pu chi", put down the Feng Guan Xia Pie in her hand, took Su Dan Chen's hand and said, "Now Mo'er is going to be a wife, brother Chen, when will you ask me for a sister-in-law?"

Su Danchen blushed handsomely, and couldn't help but think of a pair of elegant Tsing Yi in his mind. As a result, his blushing became even more intense.

When Yun Mo saw her, she raised her tender jade finger to poke his heart, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen really has someone in his heart. No wonder you always refused in every possible way when Mo'er asked you to marry me."

"Where... where is it?"

Seeing his embarrassment and shyness, Yun Mo thought she had guessed what he was thinking, and continued: "Although the lady of Huakui is from a bad family background, but brother Ruochen likes it, just redeem her to come into the palace and be promoted to be a concubine , no one dares to ask."

Su Danchen was taken aback, "Miss Huakui? Sister Yun means the girl with smoke?"

What does this have to do with the girl with smoke?

Yun Mo nodded, and said with a look of "coming here": "Brother Chen, don't hide it from me. Mo'er has already inquired about the matter between you and the Huakui lady Liu Hanyan. No wonder Brother Chen was always away from the mansion before. It turned out to be I can't bear to part with that delicate oiran lady."

When it comes to the last sentence, the meaning of the joke is stronger.

Su Danchen couldn't laugh or cry.

It turns out that Sister Yun misunderstood him and Miss Hanyan...

Sighing slightly, "Miss Hanyan is a good girl, I failed her."

His words "below" fell into Yunmo's ears, but it had a different meaning.

Yunmo rolled her jet-black eyes in a circle, and put away her eyes.

She joked, and said solemnly: "Brother Chen, Mo'er is leaving Xunyang tomorrow. Before that, Mo'er has a few things in her heart that she would like to say to you."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, Su Danchen also pricked up his ears and said, "Sister Yun, tell me, I'll listen."

Yun Mo was silent for a moment, then Fang said: "Brother Chen, you are good everywhere, but you are too affectionate. You are so kind to everyone, have you ever thought that such "goodness" will hurt the people who really like you and you? Someone I really like."

Looking at the confused man in front of him, he pursed his lips, and said: "If you like someone, you can't wait to keep him as your own, and don't allow others to take a look. If the person you like is equally good to all women, Then how much pain she must have in her heart."

Yunmo's "she" refers to Liu Hanyan, but Su Danchen heard it as "he", unconsciously thinking of... him.

Thinking of the night in the palace, Lan Ziqing stood silently behind her, and after resting her plain hand in the cold wind for a while, she quietly withdrew it, eyes filled with night, and said with a light smile leave.

Thinking of Lan Ziqing sitting alone in the moonlight in Changzuifang, pouring a pot of strong wine on his bloody palm, but saying, this kind of pain is nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

Ziqing, how much your heart hurts.

The officials who were laughing and making a fuss outside the court all bowed to the young man in blue robe who came out of the new house.

The young master in the blue robe and jade crown passed in front of them blankly as if he had never heard of it.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"I don't know, it was fine just now."

"The Third Highness has gone out of the mansion. Tonight's wedding banquet has not yet started, why did he leave?"

The night outside the mansion is quiet, and the lights are continuous.

All the way to Xiangfu in silence.

Lan Ziqing stayed in the study room as usual, holding an ancient book in his hand, sitting under the shade of an orange lamp, reading quietly with his eyes downcast.

He seemed to have just washed up, and there was a faint scent of green lotus in the air.

Dressed in a green robe and feather crown, the whole person is so elegant and handsome that he seems to come from a painting.

Su Danchen stood under the eaves, under the deep and lofty night, staring blankly at the beautiful woman holding a book and restraining her face in the bright and majestic room.

When the people in the room heard the movement, their thick and long eyelashes trembled, and they raised their eyes, seeing him, their black eyes lit up, and a smile slowly appeared on their lips.

"Come back so early?"

Su Danchen couldn't hold back his emotions any longer, his nose sore, and he threw himself into his arms.

Lan Ziqing was a little surprised, and quickly calmed down, hugged him tightly, and asked softly: "What's the matter? Is it true that Princess Chaole is leaving tomorrow, and His Highness is reluctant?"

Su Danchen shook his head, hugged his thin and slender waist tightly, buried his head in the hollow of his shoulders, and said sullenly: "Sister Yun said something to me today."

Lan Ziqing stretched out her hand to caress his back, "Princess Chaole, please

What did His Highness say? "

The person in his arms remained silent for a while.

Lan Ziqing was slowly becoming suspicious, but he suddenly raised his head and looked at himself with a pair of wet peach eyes without blinking. After a long silence in the lamplight, his handsome face said, "Ziqing, I Did it hurt your heart to make friends with Mr. Ying before?"

He suddenly asked this question, which made Lan Ziqing slightly surprised.

She pinched his cheek with a smile, and said: "I am not restricting your highness from making friends, but your highness is simple-minded, and sometimes it is inevitable that you don't know people clearly. Mr. Ying is not as pure as your highness looks. It makes the minister worry."

Su Danchen put his arms around Lan Ziqing's graceful neck, buried his whole body in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I will obey you from now on, if you don't like my association with Lord Ying, I will never see him again. "

Lan Ziqing's heart was as soft as water, and she stretched out her hand to embrace him, gently pinched his chin, her elegant eyebrows were close to Yinglang's face, and her dark and dark eyes met her bright and innocent peach eyes.

My heart was clamoring fiercely, and Mo Mo became very knowledgeable.

He smiled and asked, "Really listen to my ministers in everything?"

nod.

The scorching orchid breath breathed in the ear canal.

"What do you want most, Your Highness doesn't understand."

Su Danchen's handsome face flushed, looking at the face in front of him that was dyed into a painting by the lights, his mind was a little turbulent, and under Lan Ziqing's surprised and happy eyes, he slowly approached, and took the initiative to paste the thin and cool picture. Soft lips.

Lips and teeth intertwined.

Lingering to the bone.

Outside the room, the garden is full of roses, quietly revealing their fragrance under the bright stars.

The stars are so beautiful.

It was a beautiful night.