Seventy-seven meeting GL

Lang Yinshi's study room is called Sixingzhai, which takes the unity of knowledge and action, and often saves the meaning of words and deeds.

At this time, he was sitting silently at the desk, meditating in a lamplight.

Why did he feel so shocked when he saw Mo Ziyou being held in Lang Kangzhe's arms without any resistance?Why did Mo Ziyou treat Lang Kangzhe so softly and softly, and he was so unhappy when he heard it?

This strong sense of disappointment caused huge waves in his usual calm mood.

Lang Yinshi, ah Lang Yinshi, you must think that Mo Ziyou treats you differently from ordinary people, do you think she only treats you delicately and tenderly?

How can you be so naive.

Mo Ziyou's goal is Tianlang's throne, so her heart is tightly bound with third brother.The third brother has known her for so many years, how can the relationship between you, a person who has just met for the first time, be comparable?But because of her showing favor and getting close, you shake yourself and forget the boundaries, isn't it too stupid?

For a princess who wanders among the dignitaries of various countries, how difficult is it to act on every occasion?Can't you even tell the difference between this kind of trick to win people's hearts?

Thinking of the end, Lang Yinshi laughed at himself, feeling very tired.

Lang Yinshi raised his hand, turned off the oil lamp, and went back to the room.

A few days after the big wedding, Lang Yinshi declared that he was busy finishing the wedding celebration, so he declined any invitations and refused to accept visits.

On the third day, he finally felt better and decided to practice sword in the courtyard.

The sycamore trees are falling leaves, the gravel road, and the yellow leaves all over the ground, inexplicably adding a sense of bleakness.Putting a set of Longren Haishu swordsmanship in the fallen leaves is both neat and crisp, but also lingering. The sword energy surges up and rolls up the fallen leaves layer by layer, like a hurricane sweeping them down, forming a wave-shaped pattern.

Just like his mood in the past few days, he was always not very good, even his sword energy was not very stable.Lan Yize came back from the outside and happened to see him.

"My lord, the seventh princess is here, are you still missing?" Lan Yize said.

Lang Yinshi's face changed slightly when he heard the words, "I don't see you." After saying that, he started to practice the sword technique for the second time. This time, the sword energy was more serious and fierce.Lan Yize wondered on the sidelines, since the prince came back that night, the prince has become very strange, and even ignored the seventh princess... Could it be that the seventh princess did something to offend the prince?

Lang Yinshi, who should have been concentrating on practicing sword, was distracted every time, and the picture of two people who were so well matched, whispering softly in the corner appeared in his mind.

"Mo'er, you know I don't want to marry her, you are the only one in my heart."

"Be patient, I will always be by your side."

"I'll be with you, be patient."

Raised the sword and swung it like a swimming dragon, light and shadows radiated, the wind hit, and the leaves of the sycamore tree flew all over the sky, spinning heavily, swinging obediently around the tip of the sword. , jumped more than ten feet high, bang bang exploded, and water droplets fell on the trestle bridge.He retracted his hand, held the sword backwards, and turned the sword body to reduce its power. Behind him, the branches and leaves made a splitting sound, swishing to the ground, and shattered into pieces.Lan Yize was so frightened that he quickly jumped away. The leaves fell like rain, and the sword energy swung on him, so he must be cut into pieces.

The prince's face was expressionless, but his murderous aura was so heavy.It's scary.Lan Yize thought.

After practicing a set of sword skills, Lang Yinshi felt much calmer. He walked out from the backyard and saw Lan Xi and Mo Ziyou sitting in the gazebo under the loquat tree in front of the hall, and they seemed to have been talking for a long time.

It must be because he failed too much in the imperial court, and even if he said he would see him or not, the "brothers and sisters" of the Lan family could completely ignore it. Lang Yinshi wished he could chop Lan Yize ten times or eight times, and blast him on the roof to relieve his anger.

Seeing him coming, Mo Ziyou's eyes were bright, calm and joyful. "Long time no see, do you miss me?" Her voice was brisk, and anyone who heard it would be happy.But Lang Yinshi frowned at her intimate tone.Normally, he would only say that she is naughty and likes to play tricks on others, but today, he felt that these words were particularly harsh.

Seeing that the two of them had something to say, Lan Xi quietly stepped aside.

Mo Zi smiled quietly, "I heard from Lan Xi that you were worried because of the matter between me and King Xuan, and you wanted to go out to comfort me? But why didn't I see you at the wedding banquet that day?"

Lang Yinshi stared at her for a moment, seeing that her beautiful face was the same as usual, but this kindness was just an appearance that made him have an illusion.Her heart already belonged to her, so why should she get close to her and add to the chaos in vain?

The enthusiasm in Lang Yinshi's heart dropped by five points, he said lightly: "Princess Seven is not able to marry King Xuan, I'm afraid she is not very happy."

"This palace... is naturally sad."Mo Ziyou blinked, thought for a while, and then changed his voice of resentment, "I am a good concubine Xuan who just ran away like this. How shameless to say it? Now I have no face to return to Xiling, His Highness Ye Wang I have to comfort Bengong well." His tone didn't sound sad at all, but it sounded a bit coquettish.If Mo Ziyou said he was unhappy, it was just that he was somewhat envious of other people's weddings. Every woman would fantasize about the scene of her wedding, wondering who the person standing next to her was, Mo Ziyou looked at Lang Kangzhe Marriage, I just sigh in my heart, I don't know where my future is.

Mo Ziyou couldn't help smiling when his eyes shifted to the tall, calm man in front of him. Lang Yinshi was fairer than Lang Kangzhe, and wearing that big red robe, he might be more handsome than Lang Kangzhe.

Lang Yinshi heard every word she said clearly, his heart sank slightly, and at the same time, his determination became clearer.A few days ago, he was somewhat resentful, but these two days he suddenly realized that he had nothing to do with Mozi Youben, and even so, there was no deception.He really didn't have to get involved with Mo Ziyou, it would be too late when the muddy feet sank.

He hesitated for a while, then said lightly. "This king will not comfort people."

"Only the third brother can answer this kind of question for the princess." After saying that, he turned to leave.

Seeing his indifferent look, Mo Ziyou stretched out his hand to stop him, somewhat annoyed.She endured it, and said: "You are so cold. I didn't see you on the day of the wedding, and I haven't seen anyone these two days. Now you don't even want to say a word to me?"

There was a bit of complaint in her words, as if she was blaming Lang Yinshi for being ruthless.

Lang Yinshi sneered when he heard this, and lost his temper.

"This king has always had this kind of temperament, so naturally he can't compare to the third brother's hospitality. I am sorry for wronging Princess Seven." Even though he said this, his expression was a little impatient.

"You man," Mo Ziyou said a little annoyed, but still good-tempered, "I'm not really angry with you, why bother to say these words to choke people?"

Seeing her being patient, most of Lang Yin's anger subsided, he paused, and finally made up his mind to speak out.

"Princess... In the future, it's better for you and me to keep a distance."

"Why?" Seeing his serious expression, Mo Ziyou was puzzled. "Are you worried about my relationship with Lang Kangzhe?"

Her expression faded, a little bored.Mo Ziyou didn't like to mention her relationship with Lang Kangzhe in front of Lang Yinshi, "Lang Kangzhe has married the right minister's daughter, and I am no longer his concubine Xuan."

"Third Brother, in his heart, he only recognizes you from beginning to end."

"So what?" Mo Ziyou only felt that Lang Yinshi was acting weird today, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Lang Yinshi had no choice but to take a deep breath. "In short, you and I can do it ourselves."

"Lang Yinshi!" Mo Ziyou frowned. "What is your lukewarm attitude?"

Looking at his eyes as deep as a pool, Mo Ziyou felt aggrieved, and his voice dropped. "You used to treat me like this, but a few days ago, you even took the initiative to cook and make snacks..." Even though the two had gotten close a lot in the past few days, why did they suddenly act like they were rejecting people thousands of miles away?

"My king did that to make amends for his previous mistake."

"Then you said that we met on the battlefield, and our relationship is different from others. Have you forgotten?" Mo Ziyou asked.

"As third brother's younger brother, of course I have to take good care of his favorite woman." Lang Yinshi said without any disturbance, "Is there anything else?"

"..." Mo Ziyou regained her calm, and there was a little anger hidden in this calm, which made her look a little frosty.

"Is this what you really mean? Is this how you've always looked at me?"

Lang Yinshi looked cold. "Isn't it right?"

"..." Mo Ziyou pursed the corners of his mouth, his face turned pale. "Lang Yinshi, yes, you are fine! You are right, I am powerless to refute!" Mo Ziyou immediately got up and walked out of the pavilion.

"Qingwu, let's go."

"Princess, what's the matter?" Qingwu looked blankly at the tense atmosphere between the two.

"Oh. It's because I've been acting affectionately all this time, causing His Highness Ye Wang to be more troubled." Mo Ziyou laughed at himself, "I've overstepped the limit, so naturally I have to return to the original limit."

Lan Xi hurried over and grabbed Lang Yinshi's robe. "My lord, what did you say to the princess? Even if you are in a bad mood, you can't lose your temper with the princess. Go and accompany the princess! How can there be any reason to let the guest go away?"

Lang Yinshi stood on the spot without saying a word, letting Mo Ziyou walk away.

Lan Xi stomped her feet anxiously, "Isn't it good on weekdays? What's wrong today? The Seventh Princess treats you well, she is a girl after all, how can you treat her like this?!"

Lang Yinshi sat down slowly, pinched the brows, and said tiredly.

"Let me be quiet, Lan Xi."

Lan Xi frowned, a little bewildered on his pretty face. "I see that Princess Seven doesn't treat you like a fake, it's good to just treat you as a friend."

"This king doesn't need such a friend." Lang Yinshi said in a deep voice.

The author has something to say:

After not writing for several days, I can't grasp that feeling, sad... It took me two days to finish this one.Sure enough, I feel that this kind of thing still needs to be maintained.

There is another thing that has given me a headache recently, which is the lock text lock. I have locked it eight times after writing [-] times, and I will definitely be locked one after another. It makes me want to cry when I unlock it. This is even more sad. ...