The follower was surprised: "...My dear, it seems like you know what he is going to do?"

Lu Yun smiled indifferently: We are both men, and he is so sensitive, how could he not know?

Just pretending not to know.

Many things don't have to be divided into black and white.

…

Letting go of his worries, perhaps because he was too tired, the tea was still warm, but Lu Yun leaned against the window, closed his eyes and fell into a slumber for a while.

Had a vague dream.

Perhaps he talked too much with Fan Qingchen and saw his inner secrets. In his dream, he returned to the time when he first arrived in Jianye and the time when he met Chen Wang Liu Chu.

The lonely and timid Lu Saburo needed friends, and Liu Chu needed someone to protect him. That fall into the water was the beginning of their encounter.

Liu Chu was very young, and grew up in the palace. He was more scheming than Lu Sanlang, who grew up in the border area. Then, as the years went by, Lu Sanlang grew up, and he understood what he didn't understand when he was a child. He was upset at first, but later he didn't care anymore.

The case of falling into the water was a conspiracy for Liu Chu to surrender from the very beginning.

Liu Chu was cruel and paid the price of stuttering for his whole life. Such a price was too heavy for a person who might inherit the throne. If people knew about it, even if Liu Chu was protected by the Lu family, he would have no chance of becoming emperor.

There is really no need to embarrass each other by saying what you both know.

Lu Sanlang knew the reason behind the matter, so he could rest assured; the only thing he couldn't figure out was his inexplicable and unexplained love for Luo Lingyu.

That's why there will be entanglement.

I will be reluctant to leave.

But the cause of love does not have to be clear. Love will waver at first, often complicated, and finally entangled and never return. It is all fate.

…

The rain and sand are like a complaint, and the sky and the earth are clear.

In my sleep, I heard intermittent "pop" sounds, like the sound of branches breaking and hitting the window.

"Sister Luo, Sister Luo..."

The sound was muffled.

Luo Lingyu woke up from her dream, patting her chest and sitting on the bed in a daze. The wooden window was closed, but she still heard the voice. She could tell who it was at the first sound of the creepy voice. Luo Lingyu hesitated, thinking that Lu Yun was next door, and Fan Qingchen didn't dare to do anything rash. She groped her way out of bed, picked up the oil lamp on the bedside, and touched the window.

She thought that if he did anything wrong, she would hit him with a lamp.

Luo Lingyu opened the window, leaned down, and saw Fan Qingchen standing in the rain and looking up at her.

It was still dark and the rain had not stopped. He stood in the rain and his eyes lit up when he saw her push the window. Such clear eyes without any violent emotions made Luo Lingyu dazed, as if she had returned to a long time ago, when Fan Qingchen was still pretending to be gentle and jade-like in front of her.

At this moment, the man under the window saw her open the window and smiled, his face bright and clear. Fan Qingchen was soaked to the skin. He looked at her for a long time and suddenly remembered something. He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and spread it upwards so that she could see it clearly.

The sky was dim, and Luo Lingyu couldn't see clearly, but when she saw the red cinnabar seal, the official seal, she guessed what it was - her marriage certificate with Fan Qingchen.

Luo Lingyu's heart was in her throat, thinking that he was going to use this to threaten her.

But no, in front of her, Fan Qingchen showed the marriage certificate and tore it up. The shredded paper was soaked with water and fell to the ground like a dead butterfly. Snow-white particles fell around the man in damp robes.

Fan Qingchen looked at her deeply, and slowly revealed a peaceful smile.

No more robbing her by force, no more forcing her, no more looking into her frightened eyes like clear water.

He whispered, "Sister Luo, I admire you the most in my life."

"But...goodbye."

Never see you again.

After he tore up the marriage certificate, he stared at the stunned beautiful girl for a long time, then turned away. The beauty like pear blossoms reflecting on the water, the red face that was eye-catching in the chaotic world, the girl who was like a skinny little beggar when she first arrived in Nanyang...all left him.

He walked into the rain, leaving behind his heart full of love for her. Countless needle-like raindrops hit him. Fan Silang was filled with sadness and numbness, but he finally let her go.

…

Tiao and Nu Luo fell to the ground with a thud, startling the dreamer.

Lu Sanlang closed his eyes, learned the news from his followers, sighed, and poured the cold tea in his hand out the window. The mountains and rivers were moist, the air was floating, and there was a faint light behind the rain tent. The day was about to dawn.

Chapter 109

The Funiu Mountains are 800 miles long, with undulating mountains that are higher in the west and lower in the east. There are dense forests, many cliffs and steep cliffs.

The mountain was high and steep, so Lu Yun and Luo Lingyu returned to Nanyang and took a detour to climb the Funiu Mountain. Lu Yun was fine, but Luo Lingyu felt miserable when she mentioned climbing the mountain. She used to climb the mountain for socializing, but now she climbed the mountain to prevent Lu Yun's misfortune, so Luo Lingyu had to grit her teeth and persevere.

Fortunately, after Lu Yun laughed at her for being unable to walk, he still carried her on his back.

There are so many peaks in this mountain that it is impossible to walk all of them. When Lu Erlang said that he dreamed of Lu Yun dying in the snow and mist in the mountains, the first thing that came to Luo Lingyu's mind was Funiushan Mountain. However, Funiushan Mountain is too big and she didn't know which peak it was.

When climbing with Lu Yun, Luo Lingyu complained: "Why don't you let my second cousin come to Nanyang? It's better to let him find the mountain based on his dream than for me to guess with you, right?"

Lu Yun chuckled: "Even if my second brother came, he might not recognize me."

He knew his second brother very well. His second brother looked calm and had a lot of ideas in mind. But in fact, his second brother was confused. The so-called dream was very logical, but if Lu Erlang really wanted to analyze it, he couldn't analyze it. For example, Lu Yun never believed that if he could predict the future, why did Lu Erlang always dream about himself and his cousin Luo...

After hearing what he said, Luo Lingyu lay on his back and guessed, "It must be that my second cousin was moved by the love between you and me. Brother Xuechen, do you think that in my second cousin's dream, you loved me very much? It was because you loved me very much that you moved your cousin and asked him to help you realize your wish in reality."