Centennial Engagement

Yizhe led Lanting to the carved cherry tree where Lanting often sat, and then stopped.He turned around and looked at Lanting, his bronzed face was slightly red.

Lan Ting didn't want Ming Qiao to wait for a long time, and said with a slight smile: "If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Yi Zhe took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Lanting, I like you and want to marry you as my wife."

Lan Ting was stunned for a moment, her brows and eyes narrowed slightly: "Sorry, I have a marriage contract." After finishing speaking, she nodded slightly, turned and left.

Under the cherry tree, Yizhe's face turned pale.

Clenched hands, knuckles white.

Three years ago, he still looked down on Shan Ke, who ate the soft food of the state.

However, he met Lanting.

For three years, she searched every book in the library;

For three years, she carved quietly under the cherry tree;

For three years, she traveled for three months every year, and he was worried about gains and losses without her;

Memories of the past are like silhouettes, he remembers every frown and smile of hers.

He loves the position where she sits in front of the study window, the setting sun casts a golden silhouette, she looks warm and harmonious, so sweet and gentle that she is not like ordinary people.

Now, her light words ended his three-year fantasy dream, leaving behind fragments.

Yi Zhe thought to himself mockingly, did he do something wrong?

Lan Ting refused straightforwardly, not as calmly as she showed, but she couldn't think of how she should react.

For Yi Zhe, she has a very weak impression.Three years in college, this was the first time he took the initiative to talk to her, and it turned out that

Lan Ting suddenly felt that her life could not be any more dramatic.However, no matter what Yizhe thinks, Lan Ting only asks himself one question - do you like Yizhe?

No, no.

This answer is very firm, so firm that even Lan Ting himself finds it weird.

If someone expresses their favor, even if they refuse, they will feel sorry, right?

But no, not even a sense of guilt, as if someone loves you as easily as he borrows something and she refuses.

Taking a breath, Lan Ting suddenly remembered the marriage contract that was used as an excuse.

Cang family's century-old engagement

The second uncle was infertile in his early years, but his cousin was not his own, and she would not be able to have children after she became a fairy, so she was really the last woman of the Cang family.

The last person far away in another world...

——I'm sorry, old ancestor, I'm going to make you break your promise!

Lan Ting took out the jade hanging from his chest, and engraved a Chinese character of three on the front, and an unfamiliar coat of arms on the back—the family crest belonging to that family.Lan Ting knew that that family had lost its descendants as early as the Yingren Rebellion, and the ones who rose up now were only those who survived at that time, but they wanted to marry the princess of the Cang family in disguise!

Ha ha

Lan Ting looked at it and put away the jade.Everything related to the Cang family had been cut off when she came to another world, not to mention, she had no intention of getting married.The world is so vast, she hasn't enjoyed enough life yet, how can she be locked in a cage and be an obedient lady?

"Ah! Lan Ting, congratulations on your graduation!" Liu Tai's joyful voice suddenly came from behind.

Lan Ting laughed: "Thank you, Sixth Wife."

After three years of acquaintance, Liu Tai's unchanged appearance told Lan Ting that he was also a fairy.Lan Ting hadn't entered the Winter Palace yet, even if he was officially employed, he still needed some qualifications to become a fairy.

"Are you going to the Winter Mansion?" The sixth wife knew about Lanting's assignment early on, and this question was just to cover up the truth.

"En." Lan Ting nodded.

Mrs. Six casually sat down on the nearby railing: "Well, why do you want to become a winter official? It's hard work and difficult to develop."

Lan Ting said: "Being an official in Beppu may not necessarily lead you to the top. It's better to choose what you like, at least you won't regret it."

"Choose what you like?" Mrs. Liu repeated in a daze.

Lan Ting nodded: "Even if one day you become a fairy, you may die without warning. If you don't have time to do what you want, isn't it a pity?"

Liutai's big blue and purple eyes were dimmed, and he didn't say anything.

Lan Ting didn't know where Liu Tai's sadness came from, but she could feel his helplessness, she stepped forward slowly, and reached out to touch Liu Tai's head: "If there are responsibilities that cannot be let go, then use this as the bottom line, and take care of yourself." Indulge yourself as much as you want." Lan Ting knew that Liu Tai was more than her superficial age, but she still couldn't help but want to comfort this "child" who was similar to her younger brother.

Liu Tai happily replied "En".

——This is the only person in his nearly 600 years of life who told him that he could indulge, even if he guessed that he was responsible.

——Besides Shang Long, the only one who touched his head was not disliked.

"Lanting, you seem to be a sacrifice goddess!"