Floating Life Half Awake GL

Cen Nan keenly noticed that Leng Zongmu's expression froze, and then turned to the front yard with a sullen face.

After regaining consciousness, Xia Lan raised her foot and wanted to follow, Cen Nan almost subconsciously reached out and grabbed Xia Lan's skirt.

Xia Lan then leaned over and took her hand, and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, Nan'er, you'll be fine."

But Cen Nan didn't say a word, he just looked at Xia Lan with a hint of pleading in his dark eyes.

Xia Lan was slightly taken aback, then squatted down and looked at her softly, "What's wrong with Nan'er?"

.Cen Nan wanted to ask Xia Lan not to go, but the words got to his lips, and he swallowed them back. What should happen will happen eventually, and there is no escape.

He shook his head slightly, "Let me accompany Sister Lan."

When the two of them had just reached the side door of the front hall, they heard a slap, like the sound of a teacup breaking on the ground.

Xia Lan unconsciously quickened her pace, and as soon as she stepped into the front hall holding Cen Nan's front foot, she heard Ning Kai's angry roar.

"My daughter has been tarnished by you before she leaves the cabinet"

Weiliang's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, causing Cen Nan's heart to tremble too. He quickly and nervously raised his head to look at the person beside him, wanting to say something to comfort him, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

I heard Ning Kai's voice yelling again, "How do you tell her to behave in the future, and how will my Ning family gain a foothold in Pingnan!".

"Third Brother, General Ning"

I had to be stunned for a moment, and it was that Princess Pingnan who knew how to read and respect, and who had the ability to advance and retreat, but Cen Nan only felt distressed.

"Lan'er, me," Leng Zongmu looked at the person in front of him with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak.

But when Ning Kai saw Xia Lan coming, he became more and more arrogant.

"Since the princess is here, let me tell you, my daughter's innocence has been ruined for no reason, how will she live in the world in the future, and where will I put my old face in the future! Today, you have to give my daughter, Give the old man an explanation!".

"Man'er, show the general some tea," Xia Lan ordered with her head tilted, and led Cen Nan to sit on a chair beside her.

"What time is it, why do you still drink tea!" With a bang, the teacup was thrown all over the floor again.

"Ning Kai, pay attention to your identity! This is Pingnan Palace!" Leng Zongmu was also angry.

Hearing this, Ning Kai snorted coldly, "Identity? When the prince humiliated the little girl, did he ever remember his identity!".

Cen Nan finally couldn't take it anymore, "Humiliation? How do you know it wasn't your precious daughter who posted it herself!".

"Nan'er"

"Bastard! You, you", Ning Kai was so angry that the beard on his chin kept shaking, "How did you teach her!".

"I am not born of Sister Lan." Cen Nan jumped off the chair and glared at Ning Kai angrily. Miss Fu has long passed the age of leaving the court, but she is still in her boudoir, all because of delusional thinking about the position of Princess Pingnan!".

"Nan'er"

Hearing the sound, Cen Nan raised his eyes subconsciously and looked over. When he met those brimming eyes, his heart skipped a beat. Oops!

"How can the words of the market be taken seriously!"

"Whether it is true or not, General Ning himself knows it well!"

"you!"

Cen Nan ignored him directly, and looked at Leng Zongmu seriously, "I ask you, did you go to a private meeting with Miss Naning today?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Leng Zongmu reprimanded, "This king just went to the Heyi Tower to drink."

Cen Nan immediately turned his feet, looked at Ning Kai and raised his eyebrows, "General Ning heard it, Miss Ning for no reason."

"Nan'er"

His right hand was suddenly wrapped in a coolness, and when Cen Nan raised his eyes, he fell into those tender eyes that seemed to melt ice and snow.There was no anger or blame, but Cen Nan could tell that Xia Lan didn't want her to continue talking.

In the end, Cen Nan was still led by Xia Lan and left the front hall.

Walking along the winding corridors, no one spoke.

Cen Nan kept his eyes down, and Xia Lan was still pulling her forward.

Until Xia Lan suddenly stopped, "Man'er, ask Mr. to calculate the nearest auspicious day."

At that moment, Cen Nan even thought that his ears were broken, and he couldn't tell whether it was anger or sadness, distress or helplessness, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, as if his heart was tightly held in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't see through it. angry.

"Nan'er, what's wrong with Nan'er, but I'm not feeling well." Xia Lan squatted down and looked nervously at Cen Nan, who was looking a little ugly.

Cen Nan looked at her with deep brows for a while, and finally asked.

"Sister Lan knows that something is wrong, do you really, want him to marry another woman?"

Xia Lan lowered her brows slightly, stretched out her hands to straighten the front of Cen Nan's clothes.

Silence spread, and when Cen Nan thought she would not answer for so long, a soft voice sounded softly and slowly.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have multiple younger brothers or younger sisters to play with Nan'er?"

Cen Nan seemed to hear something shattering in his heart. Looking at Xia Lan's long black eyelashes and slightly drooping eyelids, he stepped back with his right foot, raised his hand, and bowed.

"It was Cen Nan's fault just now, sorry."

Xia Lan's hands froze in the air, "Nan'er".

"Master has not finished the homework taught today, please excuse Cen Nan to leave first."

Xia Lan opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't speak to stop the person who was drifting away.

Nan'er is angry with her, or, to be more precise, Nan'er is very sad because of her...

At night, the dining room of the palace.

The food has been served for a long time, but no one has touched it yet.

Usually, there are only three people eating together, but now there is only one person missing, but the whole dining room feels empty.

At the dinner table, Leng Zongmu and Xia Lan were sitting next to each other, separated by a distance of half a person, neither of them spoke, it was so quiet that even the air seemed to gradually freeze.

Xia Lan's eyebrows are half drooped, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow, covering her talking eyes, making people unable to see her expression at the moment, only half of her pretty face is looking at her side for a long time The empty round stool, the slightly raised eyebrows, seemed to have a faint melancholy in his heart that couldn't be resolved.

As for Leng Zongmu, who was sitting beside him, his brows were deeply furrowed, his face was tangled, and he looked at Xia Lan who was in a daze.

Seeing that the heat from the food became thinner and thinner, Leng Zongmu felt that the air around him also became thinner.

"Lan'er, I'm sorry, I"

"Third Brother, don't need to say too much, Lan'er understands." Xia Lan's expression was still so gentle, "In Lan'er's heart, Third Brother has always been a responsible person."

As if a dying person lost the last straw, Leng Zongmu's gaze became completely distracted at that moment.

In the end, Xia Lan still gave him the answer he didn't want. Even though he had expected it to be like this, he still couldn't help holding on to the glimmer of hope.

Xia Lan already knew all the things she wanted to say before she had time to say them.

"I'm ready, Lan'er, take it easy"

"it is good"

Immediately there was only Xia Lan left in the dining room, and the surrounding temperature seemed to suddenly drop a lot.

The table is full of dishes, but it makes people even thinner and lonely.

"Lan'er, I'll take you away, let's go far away together"

What Leng Zongmu didn't say many years ago, Xia Lan still didn't let him say it today.

Once some words are spoken, what will happen to the heart that is hard to hold on.

The soup entered the throat, and it was cold to the heart. The person who drank it seemed unaware, and continued to eat spoonful by spoonful.

The thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the soft red lips moistened by the soup were lightly pursed. Today's soup is really extra salty.

When Xia Lan stepped into the backyard, she saw fires burning in the study on the left and the two bedrooms on the right.

Stop and watch quietly, let the cold wind blow across the cheeks, and the sleeves of the clothes flutter.

The lantern under the corridor swayed with the wind, and the light and darkness of the fire reflected the sad and happy faces of the people in the corridor, blurring an already mottled heart.

An imperceptible sigh, dissipated with the wind in this cold night.

After a pause, he finally turned right, turned his back to the direction of the study, and walked towards the bedroom.

When he reached the door of Cen Nan's bedroom, he paused again.

Looking at the lights in the room, he wanted to move forward, but he just took a step, but he hesitated.After standing there for a long time, finally, he turned his feet and went back to the next room.

Entering the house, pushing the window open, but the moon is sinking and the stars are sparse.

Turning around and sitting down in front of the couch, exhaustion finally crawled over the corners of her brows and eyes uncontrollably.

"Maner, prepare", raised his eyebrows slightly, but his expression changed, "Where is Huaer?"

Man'er hurriedly followed Xia Lan's gaze, and sure enough, the painting that was originally hanging on the wall was gone.

"Slaves don't know either"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, Man'er looked sideways, and saw Mo Yi standing in front of the door.

After Mo Yi entered the room, he saluted Xia Lan first, and then said, "Princess, just now Miss Nan'er came here and said that the painting was flawed, so she asked Mo Er to take it down and take it away."

The painting was Leng Zongmu's birthday, and Cen Nan gave him and Xia Lan a gift. Later, Xia Lan specially ordered someone to frame the painting, and then hung it on the wall of the bedroom.

Xia Lan likes the inscription above the most, "one generation, one pair in a lifetime".