Chapter 738 (1/2)

When LAN Yuying went out of Su qianle's side hall and returned to Xianyu palace, she saw a lazy man leaning on the couch under the window of the hall.

Ziluo retreated automatically. The man's voice with a unique low magnetism slowly opened his mouth: ”Why are you interested in seeing Su qianle today?”

LAN Yuying went forward, smelled the smell of his wine, raised her hand and poured him a cup of tea: ”after a long time, I thought the past was a dream. When I saw her, I could remind myself that those were real.”

The moon wind pulls three slender white fingers holding tea cups. Between the thumb, index finger and middle finger, the color of secret color porcelain is green and dripping, as cool as jade: ”do you hate me?”

Blue feather cherry lowered her eyes and stood silently by the window.

Out of the window, I caught a glimpse of Koizumi, piled up several snow-white mountains and stones, and planted a large number of rare green plants. There was a kind of exquisite poetry. A gust of night wind hit, making the grass and trees rustle and the spring water tinkle.

Blue feather cherry's cage smoke eyebrows seem to be frowning but not frowning, and a pair of peach blossom eyes seem to be hurt but not hurt. After a long time, she whispered, ”I won't.”

On the face of the moon wind, there was only a trace of fluctuation, as if the spring water swept by the breeze, and then returned to calm: ”you just can't, but you don't hate.”

Lanyuying raised her eyes and looked at the undulating branches in the wind outside the window. She didn't speak because she couldn't refute.

If it hadn't been for that day, Yuefeng went to the palace of tranquility and told her everything. At the moment, she is still in the palace of tranquility, making incense every day and feeling beautiful.

Waiting for early summer to pick her out of the palace, waiting for Xu Wenlan to carry her into the house.

All this was destroyed by the moon wind, so that she had no resentment in her heart. How can she do it calmly.

There was a moment of silence in the hall. LAN Yuying glanced at him and saw his eyes faint and deep.

He seemed to be looking at her, but he didn't seem to be looking at her. He was looking at something distant and illusory.

Or maybe, just looking at something close but afraid to touch.

Lanyuying already knew that her face was very similar to her mother's. she was afraid that yuefengwan would fall into some kind of memory again. She pursed her lips and asked softly, ”has your mother's coffin been opened?”

Yuefeng slowly shook his head, but suddenly raised his hand and extended it to Lanyu Ying's face.

Lanyuying instinctively wanted to step back. Seeing a trace of imperceptible loss in his eyes, she suddenly softened her heart and stopped her step. She even turned her face slightly forward and stuck it in his palm.

Yuefeng gently rubbed her cheek, with a trace of sadness in his soft tone: ”I thought I hated this face, but I don't know why I saw you, but I didn't hate you as much as I imagined.”

He repressed the inexplicable warmth in his heart, dropped his hand, and suddenly stopped his words. He even had a trace of regret and brought her back to the western regions.

Lanyuying didn't know what he had experienced in his childhood, but she also heard Zhang Huang and struggle in his tone.

No wonder he looked at her strangely every time on his way back to the western regions from the state of Xiao, and his attitude towards her was sometimes cold and hot.

Mingming is very attentive to her daily life, but he seldom comes to see her.

LAN Yuying stretched out her hands and held the hand pulled down by the moon wind in her palm. She asked tentatively, ”my mother... Is she not good to you?”

The hand in the palm suddenly became stiff, and the breath around him became indifferent and alienated.

LAN Yuying tightened up again and said, ”I've come back with you. Our brothers and sisters will live well in the western regions in the future. Don't do anything else?”

”You should have a rest earlier.” Yuefeng's voice was cold and pulled her hand out of her palm.

LAN Yuying asked him, ”are you waiting for ah Chu to come?”

Yuefeng paused at his pace and gently shook his head: ”no... she has come.”