Allure of the World

     "Grandpa, I have no choice. I am Lan Jingtian's daughter and your granddaughter."

    "But your temperament, if you can't be a mistress, you are too sincere and bad temper, you will always suffer."

    "Who will be smooth sailing all the time? Don't worry, Grandpa, Linger will protect herself and won't let them hurt you again. Is my master back?"

     "When he came back, he asked about you, and he didn't leave for half a month."

    "Tomorrow, I'll see my mother first. The day after tomorrow, I'll see my master."

    "Linger, when you left last time, you said that you can't marry the royal family, what's the matter?" He wondered for a long time.

    "Grandpa, I had a dream, a very long dream, that I married Ling Feng, and then he... was killed by him, and also implicated you and your uncle."

    Lan Ling thought that if she told her grandpa that she was reborn, would her grandpa think she was a ghost?

    "You kid, do your dreams come true?" Chen Youshui finally felt relieved.

     "Grandpa, do you know who the mountain explorer is?" This is what Lan Ling is most concerned about.

    "I don't know, they come and go quickly and don't know their purpose."

     "Grandpa, they are probably sent by King Ning or father."

    "What? Your father?"

    "Soon, there will be a war between King Ning and King An, and the world will change. And Linger hopes that King An will win." Lan Ling's eyes were firm, slightly cold.

    Grandpa looked at Lan Ling, her eyes were full of calmness that was different from her age.

    "Linger, do you know your father's thoughts?" Grandpa asked in a deep voice.

    "He will still choose King Ning. So, I'm afraid they will be detrimental to Tsing Yi Tang. Grandpa, spread out the current people and hide them."

    "You know, this means that you and your father will become rivals." Grandpa looked at Lan Ling.

    "I understand. But grandpa, whether my father wants to marry me to King Ning or King An, it doesn't seem to be for me."

    Grandpa nodded, "I understand. Grandpa has his own arrangements."

    He handed Lan Ling a black jade pendant, exquisite workmanship, with a swaying bluegrass engraved on the front.

    "This is the ink order from Tsing Yi Hall. If there is an urgent matter, take this ink order to the Ziyi Pavilion in Yuncheng, and they will listen to you. This ink order is Tsing Yi. The highest token of the church is the dowry given to you by your grandfather."

    Lan Ling held the ink order and looked at her grandfather: "Grandpa, Tsing Yi Tang can no longer stay out of it. The most important thing is to save everyone's life."

     "Grandpa understands that since your mother followed Lanjingtian, Grandpa has understood. It's just that Grandpa doesn't want you to go your mother's way."

    Lan Ling hugged her grandfather tightly, "No, Linger swears."

    The next morning Lan Ling went to visit her mother's grave.

    The mausoleum of Lan Ling's mother Chen Yan is in Moshan. She was not actually married to Lan Jingtian.

    Chen Yan doesn't want to be someone else's concubine, and doesn't want to share a man with others. However, although the man she fell in love with also loved her, it was only love and could not give her any promise.

    Love in this world is helpless, and wealth and interests always come first

    When she died, she begged for Lan Jingtian, and was buried in Moshan after her death.

    Lan Ling is dressed in a blue cloak, with only a silver hairpin tied with blue silk, and no other accessories, just like a forest elf.

    Ling Chen's heart trembled, it was really a pity for such a woman to be detained in the deep courtyard.

    He also wears a blue cloak today and a black mink fur hat, which matches Lan Ling's clothes very well.

    When he is not smiling, his eyes are deep, his eyebrows are drawn into his temples, and he is noble and cold.

    In this quiet mountain, two people are like a painting.

    Mother Chen Yan's tomb is deep in Moshan. Behind it is a century-old phoenix tree, surrounded by purple and osmanthus trees.

    Ling Chen accompanied her, standing in front of Chen Yan's tomb.

    Lan Ling said faintly: "I don't actually remember what my mother looked like. My mother's story, I only know that she was in Moshan. Moshan's mother is beautiful and smart. She can make incense and understand medicine. She can hunt, is kind and cunning. She is Mo Shan's daughter."

    Ling Chen embraced Lan Ling.

    "She later fell in love with the general of Daxingguo. After that, no one knows the story. Some people say that the mother's death was not easy, not sick. kill?"

    After speaking, Lan Ling remembered his past life, not because he was framed to death. Of course, it was mainly because Ling Feng didn't love himself.

    Ling Chen was stunned: "Linger, you can't imagine what they are thinking about the women living in the deep house. Although you are smart, you are pure-hearted, and you will not understand their lives. ."

    "Is your lord complimenting me? Will I be like that in a few years?" Lan Ling asked softly.

    "Linger, don't change. Don't become like that." Ling Chen's hand became stronger.

    "If I don't become like that, am I not someone else's fish?"

    "This king will protect you."

    "You?" Lan Ling looked up at him, "It was you who wanted to kill me!"

    Ling Chen paused slightly, yes, Lan Ling seemed to be right.

    "Forget it, don't say that on my mother's grave."

    On the way back from worshiping her mother, Lan Ling pointed to a few wooden houses below, "Adu and his wife live there. They are my friends."

    "Are you going to see them?" Ling Chen asked.

    "Well, once, I thought anyone could live their lives, but now it seems that some lives can only be longing for."

    Ling Chen's heart tightened, and he held her hand, "Ling'er, everything has advantages and disadvantages."

    "I understand." Lan Ling's eyes sank.

    She asked Lixia and Qiaochun to go back to get snacks and silk from Yuncheng. Ling Chen asked Tian Ming and Gu Fan to accompany them.

    Lan Ling took Ling Chen to the wooden house.

    In the early winter, the wind was cold.

    Adu is cleaning a pile of pheasants in the yard. He was tall and stocky, with a dark complexion.

    "Linger is here? Axiu, Linger is here."

    A beautiful and fair-skinned woman came out. She smiled happily and stepped forward to hold Lan Ling's hand.

    "It's really you. This is your husband, right?" She smiled.

    "Well, so it is." Lan Ling blushed, thinking that he is not only my husband, but also the husband of many people. Lan Ling laughed at himself.

    "What do you mean?" Axiu was surprised.

    Ling Chen tilted his head to look at her. Eyes like swords.

    "Oh. Then how can you marry?" Axiu looked regretful and sympathetic.

    "Xiu'er, go get some food." Adu dotingly drags Axiu back into the room.

    Ling Chen reached out and held Lan Ling's hand.

    Axiu took a dustpan of melon seeds and walnuts and poured tea.

    "If you marry a girl like Lan Ling, you're married to a treasure. This girl is clever and has a heart for the person she likes. It's the same thing. Don't lie to her." Adu said.

    "Well, she is quite clever." Ling Chen answered.

    Adu peeled the melon seeds while talking, and plucked a bunch of melon seed skins, but didn't eat them, and handed the nuts to Axiu.

    Axiu took it, raised her face and put it in her mouth.

    "Let's have lunch here and taste the game here." Adu looked at Lan Ling.

    Lan Ling tilted her head and looked at Ling Chen, "Is it okay?"

    "Of course."

    “Can you hunt?” Adu asked Lingchen.

    "Yes."

    "Will you clean up the pheasants?" Adu asked.

    "This really doesn't work." Ling Chen paused.

    "I'll teach you. Lan Ling likes to put mushrooms in the stomach of the pheasant, wrap the pheasant in lotus leaves, wrap it in yellow mud, bury it in the soil and burn it to eat."

    "Adu, my husband is very busy, and he doesn't need to do anything at home." Lan Ling stopped her words, she didn't want Ling Chen to do that.