I am the abandoned concubine who traveled through time

In the garden, a pool of blue waves is crystal clear.The water is sparkling, reflecting the beauty of the moon.Sitting on the edge of the lotus pond.Looking at the lotus in front of him, Lan Ling felt lost.

"Ling'er..." After chasing the man to the garden, Prince Guo walked to the man's side.

Turning his head, Lan Ling glanced at the person coming, stood up immediately, raised his legs and left without saying a word.

"Ling'er..." With a soft sigh, Ziyue hastily blocked his way.

"My lord, it's getting late, and my daughter-in-law is going back to rest." Liang Liang said, Lan Ling's voice was still full of disdain.

"Ling'er, can you stop talking to me like this? Can't we sit down and have a peaceful chat?"

Ziyue doesn't understand, what's the matter, what's the problem, can't the two of them have a good talk?

Why do you have to get to the point where both sides suffer?

In her heart, Ziyue didn't believe it, his spirit didn't feel it for herself.He also didn't believe at all that his Ling'er would abandon him, the most important person, for the sake of a mere princess.

"Talk? I don't think there's anything to talk about with my noble lord." As he spoke, Lan Ling walked around the man in front of him and walked away.

"Ling'er!" Hastily grabbed his arm, how could Ziyue let this man go so easily.

"Let go!" Lan Ling said angrily as he turned sideways and stared at someone's hand that was holding on to his arm.

"Ling'er, listen to me. I admit that I shouldn't hide my identity from you. But, I did this for you. What I'm most afraid of is that the relationship between the two of us will be affected by other things. But I didn't expect that in the end, I would handle this matter so badly."

Ziyue knew that even though he was a prince, even though he was also the blood of the late emperor.However, he is the least able to deal with relationship problems among the four brothers, and the most stupid one.Not so much that they can't deal with emotional issues.It's better not to have experienced it at all.

Compared to the romantic and suave Prince Yi, compared to the monarch who once had an unforgettable love.Ziyue's emotional world is a blank sheet of paper.Except for a few concubines around him, he rarely had contact with beauties.Training soldiers, practicing martial arts, fighting.He spent almost all of his time on the battlefield.

He is the number one warrior of Shumin Kingdom.Born with supernatural power and high martial arts skills.On the battlefield, he is even more invincible, invincible and invincible.In the eyes of outsiders, he is a great God of War.It is a moon that others can stand on tiptoe and never reach.However, the real him is a straightforward and simple-minded person.

Love is love.Now that you are in love, let the person you love also fall in love with you.Now that you are in love, you want a pure love.A pure love without any impurities.Therefore, he has been using his methods to carefully protect his love.It's like a child, carefully maintaining the half-melted candy in his hand.Although the approach is naive, it is extremely sincere.

"Emotions? The prince was joking. I, Lan Ling, only met you today, Prince Guo. Where do you talk about feelings?" Lan Ling smiled self-deprecatingly.

emotion?

A man who has never been trusted.A man who has been lied to and kept in the dark.What qualifications do you have to have a romantic relationship with the majestic Prince Guo?

"Ling'er, listen to my explanation."

"No need!" Shaking off the man's hand, Lan Ling turned around and left.

"Ling'er!" After a few steps to catch up with that person, Prince Guo grabbed the fleeing person into his arms.

"Prince Guo, please respect yourself." Lan Ling's face turned livid with anger, staring at the arms held in the palms of the man.

"Ling'er, don't you really understand? I won't tell you. I'm afraid of hurting you. I'm afraid you won't be with me. I care too much about you!"

"Haha, do you care? If you really care, how can you deliberately deceive?"

"Ling'er..." Shumin Ziyue raised her brows upon hearing this.

"Forget it, my lord, stop acting. You are the dignified Prince Guo. It is not easy to find a concubine. Why waste time on me?"

"Ling'er, I'm serious about you!" The affection was distorted, and Ziyue Shumin felt heartache.

"Then trouble your lord, and use your seriousness on others. I, Lan Ling, have no luck."

"Linger..."

"My lord, even if it's for the sake of my emperor's brother-in-law, you can just let the courtier's daughter live in peace, okay?"

"I..." stared at those eyes that were no longer dependent, no longer attached, no longer any emotion.Shumin Ziyue felt flustered for no reason.

He was afraid, afraid of losing that person just like that.He was not afraid when facing the enemy's thousands of troops.In the face of the desperate situation, he has never been afraid.But at this moment, he was terrified...

Linger, my Linger, could I really lose you like this?No, I am not reconciled.

I love you so much, care about you so much, care about you so much, why, in the end, you don't understand my heart?

Bullying that angry man, Prince Guo eagerly kissed that man's lips.

He wants to stay, he wants to change, he wants to prove that they are still in love.He doesn't want to and can't give up easily, and he doesn't want that person to ignore him, let him go, leave him, but...

"Hmm..." His eyes widened in shock, and Lan Ling was taken aback by the kiss.

When he came back to his senses, Lan Ling immediately struggled in the man's arms as if he had been spat with chicken blood.With all his strength, Lan Ling pushed the man away fiercely, and slapped him back.

"Ling'er..." Seeing the person who broke free from her arms, her face flushed with anger, and she stared angrily at her, panting, Ziyue softly called out.

"Ziyue Shumin, do you think that you are great just because you are a prince? Do you think that you are a prince, so you can play with other people's feelings casually? You think you are a prince, so beautiful people have to be played by you willingly Do you? Don't use the tricks you use to treat others on me, Lan Ling. Let me tell you, I, Lan Ling, won't take your tricks." Staring at the man, Lan Ling gritted his teeth every word.

"Linger..."

He stared at the person who was staring at him, screaming and crying at the same time.Prince Guo was very distressed, he wanted to go forward to comfort him, but he didn't dare to go there rashly, for fear of arousing that person's disgust towards him again.

"Ziyue Shumin, I hate you, I hate you..."

His vision had long been blurred. At this moment, Lan Ling couldn't see the expression on the man's face. He only knew that his heart was very painful.

"Ling'er..." Seeing that person running away crying, Ziyue hurriedly chased after him.

After running out of the palace, Lan Ling ran down the mountain road, he wanted to go back, he wanted to go home, he never wanted to see that man again, never again...

"Ling'er, don't run so fast, it's dangerous..." Following behind, Ziyue yelled worriedly.

This palace is built on the top of Green Mountain.Although, the atmosphere is majestic, although the monarch can see the beautiful scenery of the mountains as long as he stands in the palace.However, the road up the mountain is very rough and difficult.Especially since it is still night, Ziyue is even more worried about the comfort of the person in front.

It's a pity that Ziyue's persuasion doesn't seem to work at all.The more he shouted, the faster the people in front ran, for fear of being overtaken by him.

"Ah..." With a cry of surprise, Lan Ling only felt his foot slip, and he fell down the mountain road.

"Linger, Linger..." Ziyue flew down the mountain road exclaiming that person's name.

After a few jumps, Ziyue hugged the falling person, and grabbed a green vine growing from the crevice of the stone beside her, and the two of them were dangerously suspended in the air.

"Ling'er, are you alright?" Ziyue asked worriedly, looking down at the frightened person in her arms.

"No, it's okay..." After a long time, Lan Ling just came back to his senses.

Looking up at the green vines held by Ziyue, Lan Ling frowned unconsciously.

The ivy is so thin, how can it withstand two people?No one knows how high it is below, if they fall like this, wouldn't both of them die?

Thinking so, Lan Ling looked at the man who was still struggling. "Ziyue, live well."

Muttering softly, Lan Ling lowered his head and kissed the man's big hand that was tightly hugging him.

"what?"

That person's voice was so low that Ziyue couldn't hear it clearly.However, the other party's strange movements surprised him quite a bit.

Suddenly, Lan Ling bared two rows of teeth, and bit the man's wrist fiercely.

"Ah..." With pain in her wrist, Ziyue instinctively shook her hand, and Lan Ling escaped from the man's embrace.

"Ah? Linger, Linger..."

Looking at the person who escaped from her arms and fell down the mountain path, Ziyue almost didn't even think about it.He jumped after that person and jumped down together.

Plop, plop, the two fell directly into the lake below the mountain road.

"Ah, help, help..." With both hands and feet, splashing the water, Lan Ling struggled in the water in fear and panic.

"Linger..."

Quickly swimming to the side of that person, Ziyue hurriedly hugged the person who was at a loss in the water and struggling desperately, took him, and swam to the shore together.

After paddling to the lake, Ziyue shook her head helplessly looking at the person lying on the ground panting with exhaustion.Going forward to pick up that person, Ziyue took him away from the lake.

After finding a big tree, Ziyue put the person in her arms under the big tree, then found some dead branches, and lit a bonfire for the person to keep warm.

Sitting under the tree all the time, Lan Ling quietly looked at the man who was busy working for him without complaint, feeling guilty for no reason.

If it wasn't for being too willful and running out of the palace in the middle of the night, they wouldn't have fallen down the mountain road.

"Take off your coat, and I'll dry it for you. Otherwise, you'll catch cold in wet clothes." The man who stepped up to Lan Ling spoke softly.

Looking up at the man, Lan Ling froze for a moment, then untied his belt, and took off the green clothes on his body.

Reaching out to take the clothes, Ziyue stepped back to the opposite side of the man, bent over and sat down, spread out the wet clothes of the man, put them on his arms, put them beside the fire and slowly roasted them.

Looking at the man's arm shaking non-stop beside the fire and the blue robe that was baked in his palm.Lan Ling frowned unconsciously.Even though he was still wearing wet clothes, he was baking clothes for others.He is obviously a high prince who is below one person and above ten thousand people, but for a little me, he jumped from such a high place, and he didn't even want his life.

Shumin Ziyue, why, why are you being so nice to me?Why do you care about me so much?

Standing up, Lan Ling walked to the man's side, took the clothes from the man's palm, and threw them on the grass beside him.

"What's the matter?" Ziyue raised her head and looked at the people around her with confusion.

Bending down, Lan Ling pulled the man's big palm. Seeing that the flesh on the wrist was turned out, and it was already bitten red and swollen by the lake water, Lan Ling couldn't help but tighten her small brows.Tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes, he clumsily wrapped it up for the man.

"Ling'er, can you forgive me?" Ziyue asked softly, grabbing his bandaged hands.

Looking up at the man who asked with concentration, Lan Ling smiled. "Jumped down after me, just to ask this question?"

"One more thing." Seeing the smile on that person's face, Ziyue suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

"Huh?" Hearing the words, Lan Ling raised his eyebrows unconsciously, feeling slightly confused.

"Marry me." Looking back at that person, Ziyue paused each word, and slowly spit out these three words.

Hearing this, Lan Ling was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes.

Him, what did he say?marry him?He, he really wants to marry me as his concubine? ? ?

"You don't want to?" Seeing that man lowered his head and didn't speak for a while, Ziyue frowned unknowingly.

Could it be that Ling'er is still angry with me?Could it be that my little bell doesn't want to be with me?

"Who, who said you don't want to? I, I can't even think about it?" Lan Ling retorted awkwardly, raising his eyes.

"Oh? Linger has thought about it?" Ziyue couldn't help raising her brows as she looked at her flushed little face.

"I, I..." Biting her red lips, Lan Ling hesitated awkwardly.

"Don't bite your lips, I will feel bad." Saying that, Ziyue moved her lips and kissed the man's lips.The lower lip that was bitten between the two rows of teeth was saved.

"Hmm..." With a soft snort, Lan Ling acquiesced to the man's intrusion and his passionate and domineering kiss.

Rubbing the delicate body in her arms, Ziyue's big warm palm slowly penetrated into the man's underwear following the movement of kissing.

"Huh???" Frowning, Lan Ling got rid of the man's kiss, and looked at the man's unruly hands differently.

"If you are willing to marry me, don't worry about it. Give yourself completely to me. If you don't want to, just push me away." As he spoke, the man once again sealed his lover's red lips passionately.Dazhang also began to unscrupulously explore his beauty in his lover's clothes.

"Um……"

The man's kiss and touch made Lan Ling's body tremble sensitively.A strange feeling hit his heart.

Although Lan Ling has never experienced love|things, he is not afraid, just because the person who did this to him is Shumin Ziyue, the person he loves the most.

Gently closing his eyes, Lan Ling silently surrendered himself to the man he loved.

Without too much explanation, and without too much sweet talk, Lan Ling believes that a man who is willing to die for himself, a man who is willing to protect himself, take care of himself, and love himself in this way is absolutely worthy of his trust and worth his all .

Lan Ling was willing to entrust the rest of his life to such a him.