One carriage, one horse, two eunuchs, and two palace maids.
After leaving the palace, then the imperial city, and then the capital, the plain blue carriage headed towards the imperial mausoleum.
This was Lan Shang's final resting place, and it also marked the end of his life as a concubine.
After leaving all the spies, Lan Shang finally couldn't hold back any longer and lifted the car curtain. His beautiful eyes looked around. What he was looking at was probably only he knew.
We've seen it not long ago, haven't we?
But he just felt that something was missing, because... there was a question in his mind that he hadn't asked yet.
The carriage traveled another ten miles, but still no one showed up. He had completely given up hope. He lowered the curtain and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.
Suddenly, a familiar fragrance came.
It was a sweet fragrance that made him feel at ease. He pretended not to know, but his long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, letting the other person see through it at a glance.
"Why, you don't welcome me?"
The clear female voice became his salvation.
Human emotions are so strange. Lan Shang suppressed the joy in his heart, unable to pretend any longer. He slowly opened his eyes.
When their eyes met, they were filled with affection.
I don't know where it came from, but it just happened.
Damn it.
A man cried in front of him.
He was a handsome man. He cried silently, tears welling in his eyes. He was completely broken.
Tears crushed the affection right in my eyes.
To tease someone's queenly heart.
Lan Shang had no idea about fate or anything like that. He had no idea that the little girl before him, who was sometimes fierce and unreasonable like a little sister, and sometimes protective like a big sister, was actually a half-human, half-immortal being.
The only thing he knew was that she must be quite skilled in martial arts and possessed some magical powers. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to come and go so freely, and wouldn't be able to clean up the mess that was Emperor Dazhao so easily.
The atmosphere in the car gradually became unusual, with ambiguous feelings flowing.
It was beyond Yan Miaoling’s knowledge before she came.
She came because she felt he was important. Important to her. She also sympathized with his life experience. When he left Shen Aoshan's palace, she saw loneliness and desolation in him.
So, she came.
Just an extra send-off.
But I don’t want to feel the other person’s expectations.
After a long time, they both spoke at the same time.
Lan Shang, "Why did you help me that night?"
Yan Miaoling asked, "What are your plans for the future?" Everyone believed that the Great Zhao Emperor had been abducted by Russian spies, and Lan Shang was cleared of suspicion. With the approval of the Empress Dowager (now the Grand Empress Dowager), he was allowed to leave the palace as a concubine to guard the imperial mausoleum.
Lan Shang didn't reply to her, but stared at her very persistently.
That means she has to answer first.
Yan Miaoling smiled. "Why? Of course I don't want you to die. I don't want us, who are all on the same boat, to be implicated by your death."
The answer is to consider the overall situation.
Lan Shang was not satisfied.
This was not what he wanted to hear.
She looked out the window, giving up on asking why. What was the point in asking? Her sisters were his enemies. The hatred for killing their mother was irreconcilable.
They are sisters with such a good relationship, why would she be entangled with herself?
His sadness and loneliness threatened to overflow the screen. Yan Miaoling offered another reason, "I just felt you were so pitiful and helpless back then. I wanted to... protect you."
This is the truth.
He looked like a woman, and they were familiar with each other in the palace. They could be considered friends. If her friend was suspected of being assaulted, she would naturally sympathize and do her best to help clean up the mess.
Lan Shang was satisfied with this answer.
Before we parted ways, he didn't try to force anyone to stay. He just said something incomprehensible, "The light of a firefly in times of crisis is more thrilling than the light of a bright moon." And then, all of a sudden, he fell into it, unable to get out for a long time.
Time is the best medicine. Perhaps, when he slowly cheers up and gets what he wants, her shadow will become blurred.
He smiled and looked at Yan Miaoling, "Are you stupid? Of course I will go back and continue to be the leader of the martial arts world."
The smiling expression made Yan Miaoling understand the murderous intent behind it. He was going back for revenge, perhaps to replace Li Zi, the leader of the Hualian Sect.
But she couldn't persuade him, and she had no right to persuade him.
Even Shen Aoshan, the daughter of the person involved, scoffed at her own father's actions and stated that she would not interfere in their feud.
Of course, she won't be a pushover.
...
After returning, I saw a night owl leaning against the door of the temple to bask in the sun.
She's broken.
The voice is sweet, "Brother~"
Every time this kind of voice appears, it's either asking for food or ordering people around, and it's definitely not a good thing.
Night Owl held the sword and raised his eyelids, "Where have you been wandering around again?"
Yan Miaoling looked around, but there was no one.
He dragged the man into the dark. His face was serious, "Brother, I don't want you to be my brother anymore!"
After hearing this, Night Owl's midday sleepiness disappeared.
Thinking about the surroundings of the bedroom, all of them were replaced by the Ghost King's people by this girl. He said threateningly, "What do you mean, you want to get rid of me now that you see your fiancé, Prince Chen?"
He is really not needed here now.
Gui Shou, although Gui Ci's martial arts skills are not as good as his, they are almost the same.
He hadn't forgotten how much the prince disliked Shen Aoshan after she captured him a few days ago. She said he was known as the best martial artist in the world, but he couldn't even protect a pregnant woman.
Failure of duty, failure of duty, failure of duty!
The night owl feels sad.
It feels quite sad, like the donkey is discarded after it has done its job.
Bah, who is the donkey!
He is not a donkey!
It's like crossing the river and destroying the bridge.
The two have known each other for a year, and Yan Miaoling knows Ye Xiao's fickle thoughts very well.
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