Qingxi tomorrow morning

Pushing the door open, Lan Xi sat on the window, one leg was stepping on the window lattice, the other leg was naturally hanging down, her eyes were staring blankly at the bustling crowd, her expression was also cold, and she seemed to be neither sad nor happy until she heard the door open. The voice came back to him suddenly.

Looking at Lin Qingqing in men's clothes, Lan Xi was surprised for a moment, then frowned slightly, and said:

"Your Highness shouldn't come to this kind of place."

Lin Qingqing closed the door, walked over to face Lan Xi, pressed the sword on the table, and made a bang,

"Then where should I go? A restaurant, a teahouse, or an inn? But you can't find Mr. Lan in those places."

Listening to the obviously resentful words, Lan Xi remained silent. Lin Qingqing stepped forward and patted Lan Xi's leg that was hanging on the window, and sat on the window himself, facing Lan Xi.

"What are you angry about? Lan Xi."

"What are you angry about?" Lan Xi murmured, showing a confused expression for a moment, then immediately darkened her eyes, showing a helpless smile, she has the right to be angry with someone,

"It's all about being angry with yourself. You can obviously prevent everything that shouldn't happen, but after all, let the young master..."

"What about Mingchen?" Lin Qingqing interrupted, "What do you mean by what shouldn't happen? Lan Xi, my brother... just let you look down on me like that?"

"No, I don't have any complaints about His Royal Highness King Zhan. In all fairness, there is nothing wrong with His Highness..."

Leaving aside the abduction of Ye Mingchen, Lan Xi actually admired Lin Qingxi very much in her heart. She went to the border at the age of ten, just as foreign alliances invaded. At the age of 13, she led an army of [-] troops to wipe out nearly [-] enemies, and then won the battle In the seventh year of Tianlu, the commander-in-chief was assassinated, poisoned and comatose. At that time, King Zhan was only sixteen, but his military prestige was already high, and no one could surpass him. No one dares to offend again.

"Then why... is gender so important?" Lin Qingqing turned her head and asked softly.

"I just want the son to be ordinary and happy." Lan Xi was a little annoyed, "If there is no prince, according to the son's family background and character, he can marry a very good woman, who is gentle and virtuous, who can play piano, paint poems, and there will be lovely ones in the future." My child, every spring and summer with you, strolling in the garden in autumn, watching the snow in the clear pond in winter... everything is fine, isn't it?"

"..." For a while, Lin Qingqing felt that he couldn't refute. If there was no brother Huang, maybe it would be like this. After a while, he said slowly:

"But are those really what Xiao Chen wants? Lan Xi, why do you think that the happiness you think is the happiness he wants? Maybe what you said is right, such days are indeed so beautiful that people yearn for them, but , what Xiaochen wants most, no one can afford it except my brother, right?"

Lan Xi was speechless, yes, after all these years, how could I not know that the little boy I had been protecting all the time, wanted nothing more than freedom, those mountains, rivers, grasslands, deserts and icebergs, why didn't I want to take him with him? Look, it's just that there is a wall called Anwei in front of you, and everything seems so far away. In this world, there is only one person who can never let you get lost on this unique road. King Zhan one.

Seeing that Lan Xi didn't answer, Lin Qingqing let go a little bit. It seems that this guy is not as stubborn as he imagined, he just cares too much, so he hopes to bring the best to Xiaochen. He is really a good brother, and then said:

"As for the qin, painting and poetry you mentioned, can those things protect Mingchen? Or does Mingchen care? The child's words..." Lin Qingqing stroked his forehead, the child..., Brother Huang really couldn't give birth, shook his head, and messed up his mind The idea blasted out, saying:

"As long as Xiaochen wants, there will never be fewer children in the clan."

Lan Xi frowned, feeling a little confused, and didn't know how to answer Lin Qingqing's words.

Seeing that the person in front of him still looked like he was thinking, Lin Qingqing patted the window sill and said:

"Lan Xi, I, Lin Qingqing, am here to assure you today that in the future, if my elder brother dares to lose half of tomorrow morning, I will personally tie him up in front of you and let you dispose of him."

Lan Xi immediately stood up, clasped her fists to Lin Qingqing and said, "Don't dare, Your Royal Highness is too serious. In the future, the prince will break up with my son, so how dare we say a word, but..." Lan Xi sighed, and put Suppressing all the words in my heart, I only said one last sentence:

"However..., Lan Xi remembered what Her Royal Highness said today."

After listening, Lin Qingqing lowered her head and covered her lips with a smile. This is her agreement. That's all she can do for the emperor and Mingchen. Fortunately, she lived up to expectations.

"Now, shall we go together?"

Unlike Lin Qingqing who is in a good mood, Lan Xi is still a little depressed, hoping that her compromise is correct, otherwise, she will not be able to compete with the royal family, but she will definitely be able to find a pure land that no one can disturb for the young master. She shook her head and said:

"Your Highness, go back first, I will leave later."

"Okay." It's not easy for Lan Xi to figure it out, so let him think about it alone, so Lin Qingqing didn't force her, picked up the sword from the table, jumped down from the window, and left.

Lan Xi slammed her fist on the wall, and didn't even notice the blue marks on her knuckles, young master...

When Lan Xi returned to the inn, it was midnight, the moon slowly climbed into the sky, the twilight in the middle of the night brought silence and desolation, the wind and dew gradually picked up, and the hair was also covered with foggy water.

Pushing open the door, Lan Xi froze in place, young master?

Ye Mingchen was lying on the table with a book under his face. He was already fast asleep. He seemed to hear the sound of the door opening, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. He closed his eyes and rubbed them twice before slowly opening them.

"Lan Lan, you're back." With a cautious tone, Lan Xi couldn't get angry anymore.

"Yeah." Lan Xi nodded and said, "My lord... why haven't you slept yet?"

Ye Mingchen stood up and got a glass of water, approached and handed it to Lan Xi, bowed his head and said:

"Lanlan... don't be angry, okay?"

"Well,...Young Master, let's rest early, tomorrow will be Sixia."

Ye Mingchen's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Lan Xi, remembering how he was when he was a child.

At that time, Xixi had already left, and the servants in the mansion treated her very well, but because they didn't know the way, they didn't have a playmate of the right age.

Until that day, my father brought an older brother standing in front of me, obviously only two years older than me, but he likes to keep a straight face like an adult, and always carries a sword with him, even if it is only in the garden of the mansion In the middle of the day, if there is any trouble, you will be nervous as if you are facing a big enemy.

Until now, this person who is used to staying by his side is still like an elder brother.

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