Chapter 78:

Wei Lan was hitting her horse and gasping forward. Stained ink next to him, looked at him, worried: "Shizi, are you okay?"
"Don't talk," Wei Lan inhaled, "I hurt."
"Second..."
Before finishing the ink staining, Ma suddenly staggered. Wei Lan's buttocks were agitated by this action. Her hands squeezed the reins unconsciously, and the horse leaped high. Wei Lan's hands were unstable and dyed. Mo screamed and rolled down suddenly.
"The son of the world has fallen!" The person next to her exclaimed, and Wei Lan's eyes went dark, feeling that it was not good, and shouted: "Stop Xie Zichen!"
When Wei Lan fell from the horse, on the other side, Yan Lan was in a carriage by Xie Zichen.
Xie Zichen sat opposite and looked at the memorial, Yan Lan stared at him and said, "Xie Yushi, what are you going to do?"
Xie Zichen looked up at him, his eyes full of impatience: "I will you to Dali Temple."
"Do you do this, does Wei Shizi know?!" Yan Lan raised his voice, and Xie Zichen smashed the memorial to his hand and said angrily: "You still dare to mention her with me?! Do you know how much trouble you have caused?!"
Yan Lan sneered: "I am avenging my father, and I am also in trouble? Wei Shizi Yi Bo Yuntian, how can a dog official like you be the same?"
Hearing Yanlan's words, Xie Zichen laughed out of anger. He felt that he had no need to care about this kind of fool. He picked up the memorial and started to read the memorial again. Yanlan looked at Xie Zichen up and down, and suddenly said: "Xie Yu Shi, do you like Wei Shizi?"
"To shut up."
"Then you just like it, you are so anxious to me over, are you afraid that Wei Shizi will see me?"
"To shut up."
"Xie Yushi..."
Xie Zichen didn't say a word, he straightened Yanlan's chin, Yanlan gasped with pain, and glared at the other party. Xie Zichen resumed the memorial and felt that the world was much quieter.
Seeing that the carriage was approaching Dali Temple, it suddenly stopped. Xie Zichen frowned, and heard the voice stained with ink outside, saying, "Master Xie, go back."
Yan Lan's eyes lit up, and Xie Zichen squeezed the memorial in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he opened the car curtain. Since the ink staining came, Wei Lan naturally knew that he would be chasing him. I didn't expect Wei Lan to come so soon. , Xie Zichen was at a loss for a while. Wei Lan stopped him in the street. If he insisted on taking Xie Zichen back, there would be a conflict. Then other officials would be attracted. What would he say?
Yan Lan is the main offender, Wei Lan protects him?
The reason why he sent Yanlan over was to put the name of the incident on Wei Lan. Wei Lan took the initiative to send Yanlan to Dali Temple, and then he joined forces with Sucheng to connect Yanlan’s case with Zhang. Cheng's case is separated. As long as the prince doesn't pursue it, Zhang Cheng's case can actually be handled easily. In terms of Lan's silent execution, there will be no big waves.
If you are afraid, Yan Lan will not die. Wei Lan helped him make a big case. After the trouble, the three princes must try their best to protect Zhang Cheng. Then the three princes will show their cards, and the prince and him will die. , No one can catch it well.
Zhang Cheng’s case is best left until the crown prince is full of wings to make trouble. Nowadays, Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice is all from Su City. If you are going to make trouble with Zhang Cheng’s case, I am afraid that Sucheng will ignore it. Get up and bite.
Xie Zichen was struggling to advance and retreat for a while, but when he went out, he didn't see Wei Lan. He couldn't help frowning, "Where is your family?"
"The son of the dead came to thank the lord with his wounds," dyed ink's voice was a little dissatisfied: "I accidentally fell off the horse on the road, and now I have returned home."
"What's wrong with her?!" Xie Zichen heard that Wei Lan was dismissed, and couldn't take care of other things, so he hurriedly asked: "It's a serious problem."
"The minion didn't follow it back, I don't know." Ranmo held the sword in his hand, looked at the opposite Xie Zichen and Xie Tong, and said each word seriously: "But Shizi and the slave said, if Xie Yushi insists on not today If you let go of Young Master Yan, you have to step on the corpse of the slave. If Xie Yushi really steps on the corpse of the slave, the son of the world will definitely avenge the slave."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen couldn't help squeezing his fists, and the whole person trembled with anger: "What did she say to you?"
The dyed ink complexion remained unchanged, and he drew out his sword, but asked, "Master Xie is going back to visit the son, or to Dali Temple?"
Xie Zichen didn't speak, he stared at the sword dyed ink.
The words stained with ink must be what Wei Lan meant, and she was able to do this for the sake of a Yanlan. Xie Zichen, is he not even as good as a luthier?
A huge humiliation flooded up, but he remained calm for the last time.
Wei Lan is not such a person. Her feelings have never been so rare, how many years has Huan Heng been with her? She has this feeling, he can understand and accept it. But what about this Yanlan? !
Why should someone who just popped up like this? !
So impossible, absolutely impossible. This Yanlan must have something to do with Wei Lan, he had to ask clearly. If it is really important to Wei Lan...
It was still surging in Shengjing, and he recognized it.
Xie Zichen calmed down slowly. He raised his eyes to look at Ranmo and said coldly: "Put away your sword, what does it look like when someone sees you!"
After finishing speaking, he sat back in the carriage, raised his hand to close Yan Lan's chin, and said directly: "What is the relationship between you and Wei Shizi?"
Yan Lan suffered a loss and didn't dare to talk nonsense. "Hiss" gasped and said dissatisfied: "What's the relationship? How many times have I met, she appreciates me dancing and playing the piano, no more."
Xie Zichen frowned, "You didn't lie to me?"
"What are you doing?" Yan Lan said frankly, but after thinking about it, he said again: "But I think that Wei Shizi is not looking at me when looking at me, but an old person."
"Old man?" Xie Zichen felt that this reason seemed to be much more reasonable. The identities of Yan Lan and Wei Lan are too far apart, and the possibility of their lives meeting is too small. Yan Lan nodded, her eyes full of contemplation: "She seems to be very guilty of that old person."
Xie Zichen did not speak, and continued: "You said she likes watching you dance..."
"Xie Yushi," Yan Lan smiled: "I said this to you because I know you like Wei Shizi, and you will not do anything against her, but if you ask too much, I will not. Answered."
Xie Zichen nodded and expressed his understanding. If Yanlan knew everything about him, he was worried.
After about half an hour, he finally returned to Changxinhou's Mansion. Xie Zichen hurried to Wei Lan's house, only to see the maid bringing out a pot of blood.
Lin Xia was giving the needle in the room, and Wei Lan's trauma had been dealt with, but she hit her brain and developed a high fever again, which was not very good.
Xie Zichen was stunned when he saw the water. He originally thought that Wei Lan's fall was just a means to coax him back. With Wei Lan's riding skills, it was probably not a big deal. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but immediately raised his heart and rushed into the bedroom. "What's up with her?!"
"Master Xie!" Lin Xia raised her voice, and said impatiently: "Be quiet!"
Xie Zichen held his breath and looked at Lin Xia Shizhen. Lin Xia wears a cold sweat on her head, and she is also a little worried. Wei Lan has been taking drugs that suppress women's characteristics all the year round, and after spending so many years on the battlefield, looking healthy, in fact, her bones have long been broken.
It's not that she hasn't persuaded her, but Wei Lan has never felt that a woman stands upright, and she is afraid of this little thing. Moreover, living a wimpy for decades is not as good as a dozen years of life. Lin Xia understood her, she did it herself, but she had never thought that the disease would break out so suddenly.
Wei Lan looked like she was slapped and smashed, but in fact, her foundation couldn't hold it, and it was just a collective outbreak. She is a doctor, and she knows too well what the result will be if it can't be done twice or twice.
Lin Xia's hand holding the silver needle was full of sweat, and cold sweat was also on her forehead.
Xie Zichen looked at it and raised it in his heart. Lin Xia is now the top imperial physician in the Imperial Medical Office. If she finds it difficult, Wei Lan is afraid that her life will be worrying.
He was afraid to speak, and suddenly became annoyed. Knowing that Wei Lan is so temperamental, why are you arguing with her? Wasn't it just that the Sioux City had just been up front, who was afraid of whom? What's wrong with him, just do it! The big deal is to let Xu Fu poison the emperor, quietly recruit Wang Ning's army on the border, and directly ascend the throne to cut down Su City!
Countless thoughts in his mind for a while. Wei Hua came hurriedly and knew Lin Xia's appearance was not good. He went forward and wiped the sweat from Lin Xia's forehead with a kerchief, and said softly, "Don't worry, Alan is in good health. Don't worry about getting the needle. ."
Lin Xia raised her head, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything.
Even if Wei Hua understood what she and Wei Lan were carrying, they would never understand.
I take medicine every day, wrap my body, and worry all the time, just to have a fair chance to chase my dreams.
She has Wei Hua who understands her, how about Wei Lan?
She didn't, she was only herself. Even Xie Zichen keeps saying that she loves her, but once she knows that she is a woman, he is just thinking about how to detain her.
After all, apart from Wei Hua, no man can accept his own woman being mixed in a group of men and pulling and pulling with others. Xie Zichen is such an arrogant man with such a strong desire to monopolize, Wei Lan is a man, and he hangs up with Wang Xi. Although he is dissatisfied, he can't say anything. But if Wei Lan is a woman, how about going to have a drink with Wang Xi and raising a singer?
Lin Xia was suddenly feeling a little bit uncomfortable holding the needle. She is a person from the era of equality between men and women. It is enough to meet Wei Hua who respects herself. Unlike Wei Lan, she does not have a hobby of drunken nights and no love for raising singers. But Wei Lan came from an era when women were superior to men. Every time she compromised, she was breaking her own edges and corners. She has bowed her head countless times. If one day it is true that she cannot go drinking and chatting with Wang Xi, and cannot complete what she thinks is "normal interpersonal communication", she probably committed herself to suicide in this era.
"It's okay." Lin Xia muttered and stuck the needle in. After the needle and the medicine were given, Wei Lan finally stabilized. Lin Xia was also a little tired. She stood up and told the people next to her: "Don't change her clothes casually, so as to prevent the evil wind from getting into your body. Tuck the clothes on your arms, above your calves, and wipe them with wine all night, except for her arms. I can't touch my calves and head casually, especially my neck and chest. I have needles buried in it."
The main reason for ordering these was to prevent Xie Zichen and others from bumping into Wei Lan. Now that Wei Lan is asleep, Xie Zichen is really no one to hold him down.
Listening to Lin Xia's words, Xie Zichen nodded and hurriedly said, "Is she okay?"
"Tomorrow morning the high fever has gone, and it will be fine." Lin Xia glanced at Wei Lan and went down to get medicine.
Xie Zichen couldn't take care of other things anymore, so he suppressed Yan Lan and then guarded Wei Lan.
Her hair spread out, and the eyebrows that she would deliberately paint on weekdays lost their color. He knew that she had always been dissatisfied with her looks like a woman, always thinking of ways to make herself look more heroic. Xie Zichen felt sore and painful in her heart when she revealed her true face.
How could this person have such a courage, such a stubborn heart, with a weak appearance like a girl?
He took the veil twisted with ice water from the person next to him and put it on his head, and wiped her body personally. She only showed her arms and calves, but she could see the scars on it.
Suddenly he wrote such a resentment, how could a man make his son go to the battlefield at such a young age, yet earn such glory? Although his father didn't treat him kindly because he was a bad boy, he was able to support the whole family.
"Alan..." His voice was hoarse, and he reached out his hand to attach her face: "I am not good."
He has no right to blame Chang Xinhou. When he saw this young man, he was very satisfied. Didn't he also use it?
"You get better soon," he wiped her arm and slowly said: "What do you want to do, I will help you."
She would not be so good to Yanlan for no reason. She is a person, if you like you, you just like, and if you don't like you, you don't like it. As long as she knows what she wants, she won't trick you on purpose.
He was blindfolded by anger, and he knew what his personality was, so why bother with him?
Xie Zichen kept guarding her, doing everything by himself, and when it was late at night, he made people retreat and guarded her quietly.
She had a high fever and became serious, and he couldn't help it. In the middle of the night, she seemed to have a dream, was caught by the nightmare, and her tears kept streaming.
Wei Lan dreamed that in her previous life, when she was young, she stumbled and learned to walk. Yan Lan clapped her hands in front of her and said with a smile: "A Lan, come here, come here."
When he was fourteen years old, Yan Lan danced a sword dance at the palace banquet and moved the city. The little general from the border was dumbfounded and blushed and said to her: "Master Wei, what is this son? ", she raised her head proudly and said with a smile: "This is Yanlan."
When she was sixteen, her family failed in a family struggle and went to the border alone. While fighting on the battlefield, a sword swept across a circle of people around her. She widened her eyes and saw that the other party was covered in blood. A cry: "Yanlan."
When she was eighteen years old, she retired from Yanlan's relationship and helped her friend. That year, Xiaojiang Huarong went to propose to Yanlan, and then went into the sedan chair with Yanlan on his back, promising him-I am your sister for the rest of my life. Both.
At the age of 20, Yan Jia was convicted. She was a Dali Temple Secretary, and she turned up all the evidence in one hand and sent Yan Jia to the guillotine. The night before the supervision, she removed Yanlan from the prison, and she said to him: "Yanlan, I will avenge you, you wait for me."
But the young man who has always been arrogant, but with a cold face, said nothing. It snowed a lot that year, and he stood in front of her and bowed a big gift.
"This is your life-saving grace to me." He said hoarsely, and slowly said: "You killed my people, but saved my life. The two offset each other, Master Wei, I will not hate you, nor will I look for you. Qiu. But after this, Master Wei and I have settled our grievances."
The snow was very heavy that day, and he turned and left in his thin clothes.
Her best sister Huarong is dead, Yanjia is dead. Yan Lan disappeared. Two years later, his body was hung on the tower, but she did not dare to recognize each other.
She could only let people unload his corpse secretly, hugged him in the dark, crying heartbreakingly.
That kind of despair and guilt swept through, and for a moment, she seemed to be still 22 years old. In the heavy snow, she hugged the unrecognizable corpse and shouted with a loud voice.
"Yanlan...Yanlan..." She choked out. Xie Zichen couldn't help her. He whispered her name softly, trying to wake her up: "Alan, wake up."
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." She said desperately, tears kept streaming down, Xie Zichen couldn't help but froze slightly. Wei Lan, like him, has always been a person who is good at concealing emotions. Such a huge emotional ups and downs proves what she called This statement should be a very important person in her life.
"Who is Yanlan?" He couldn't help asking her out loud. Wei Lan was so confused, she vaguely heard Yan Lan asking her who Yan Lan was.
"It's my brother..." she said hoarsely: "Yanlan, you have always been, it's my brother..."
He grew up with her, and he was the one who helped her when she was abandoned by the family. Rao is the feelings of his own brothers and sisters, but that's all.
Xie Zichen couldn't help frowning, and then Wei Lan became excited again.
She grabbed his hand with such force, she spoke extremely fast, as if she would miss something at any time: "Don't go, Yan Lan, don't go... Don't kill your Majesty... I will help you... Dali Temple Qing, I am improper Yes, I don’t want the position of Prime Minister either. I am not the Young Master of the Wei Family, I will help you!"
"Live..."
"Live..." She cried bitterly, and Xie Zichen looked at her blankly, with shock in her mind.
Dali Temple Qing?
What is the name of Dali Temple Chief? She is wrong. Has she ever been Dali Temple Chief?
She doesn't want the position of the prime minister, the young master of the Wei family...
The Wei family is the Hou Mansion, and the heirs are all called Shizi, and the saying that the Young Patriarch is in the family.
Xie Zichen stared blankly at the crying person in front of him, and suddenly had an idea.
If he is someone who has lived again, then what about Wei Lan?
Recalling the life of Wei Hua in the last life when he believed in the Hou Mansion, when did this Hou Mansion, which was soon declining, changed?
This Hou Mansion was supported by Wei Lan alone, and it was because of this person that he came to today. He is back, but he shouldn't affect a Houfu that has nothing to do with him.
Xie Zichen considers himself a smart person, but can you recall how he was when he was twelve years old? No matter how smart it is, it seems that it is difficult to plan on the battlefield like Wei Lan, not only to win the battle, but also to solve the various interpersonal operations in the northern officialdom.
Some talents are innate, such as acuity on the battlefield. But there are some things that are impossible without time polishing, such as being a human being.
Xie Zichen recalled his relationship with Wei Lan. He was already forty years old. When interacting with Wang Xi, he always had an attitude of looking at juniors. But Wei Lan alone seemed to regard her as an opponent, an ally, and a person comparable to himself from the beginning.
All signs seemed to confirm his absurd idea, he couldn't help but tentatively said: "Alan, which country are you from?"
Alan, which country are you from?
There was a voice coming from far away.
Wei Lan hugged Yan Lan's body, a little at a loss.
Who is asking her?
Where is she from? Where was she born and where did she grow up?
"Beam..."
She is the young master of the Wei family, the first nobleman of Liang, and the youngest and most outstanding prime minister of Liang.
Big Liang, she really wants to go home.
When Xie Zichen heard this country, there was a thunder in his head.
She really... She really wasn't the Wei Hua of the year!
Liang, what country is this? Xie Zichen recalled desperately in his mind, but found that in all his cognition, there was no such a country.
Yes, if anything, Wei Lan should have gone back long ago. She missed that place so.
So who is she in Daliang? What kind of person is it? What is the relationship between her and Yan Lan?
Xie Zichen had a wireless problem in his mind for a while. He suddenly discovered that every time he thought he was closer to Wei Lan, he would realize that he was farther away from her.
The obstacle she set up between them was far more than he imagined.
He lowered his eyes, didn't want to ask anything, just continued to wipe her body.
And that person just called out some names he didn't know repeatedly on the bed, and every time he called, he felt pain in his heart. He cares about her, it is really too far away.
Early the next morning, Wei Lan's fever finally subsided.
She woke up vaguely and saw Xie Zichen lying on the bed asleep. He seemed to guard her all night. Wei Lan pushed him and said hoarsely: "Zichen."
Xie Zichen reluctantly opened his eyes and saw Wei Lan. His first move was to probe Wei Lan's forehead. After finding that the fever had subsided, he was still a little worried. He leaned forward and touched her forehead with his forehead. .
"I'm all right." She spoke gently, patting his back gently, as a comfort. Xie Zichen didn't dare to touch her. He kept Lin Xia's words in mind, and after confirming that she was fine, he got up a little tired and said, "I'm going up."
Wei Lan nodded, and then said: "Yan Lan..."
"I'll come back to talk about this." Xie Zichen was really tired after staying up all night. He even felt exhausted when he spoke. He asked people to come in and wait for him to change court clothes and slowly said: "You can explain your words to me clearly. With Lan’s relationship, I can fight this with you. But before you think of an excuse, you tell me where the main beam is."
He got it!
Wei Lan raised her head suddenly, Xie Zichen didn't look at her, changed her court clothes, turned and left. Wei Lan quickly recruited Ranmo and immediately said, "When can Chang Pei come to see me?"
"The minion arranges for him to come right away!" Ran Mo saw Wei Lan's appearance and quickly set out to do it. When Wei Lan woke up, she slept all night and felt much better. She lay on the bed and drank some porridge before Chang Pei came in. Wearing a mask, he respectfully said: "Master."
"Chang Pei," Wei Lan didn't say much nonsense, and said directly: "You have been with Xie Zichen for five years, do you think he is any strange?"
"Strange place?" Chang Pei was stunned, then quickly recalled: "Master Xie is extremely smart."
"Is it weird to be smart?" Wei Lan frowned, and Chang Pei shook her head: "No, what the minion said is extremely smart, not as smart as an individual."
"For example?"
"The slave is in charge of Master Xie's secret line. I can't know exactly what Xie's intelligence secret line ability is, but Master Xie can always guess things beyond his intelligence ability."
"At the time when Xucheng was flooded, Master Xie told us that there might be heavy rain almost half a year ago and asked us to go to Xucheng to start business and consolidate water conservancy. He also knew about the corruption of the prefect. Let us collect evidence in advance."
"Back then Xu Fu was a fortune teller in a remote country. Master Xie didn't leave the house, but he knew he was very talented. Let us invite him out of the mountain."
"then……"
When Chang Pei said what Xie Zichen had asked them to arrange in advance these years, Wei Lan was particularly shocked.
This decision is not clever, it is obviously that Xie Zichen has the ability of an unknown prophet!
So, does he also know that her future is close to her? Because she is useful, or something else?
Wei Lan couldn't be sure for a while, he was too disturbing.
She told Chang Pei to retreat. Lin Xia woke up and came to see her. Seeing that she was in good spirits, after giving her a needle to ask her pulse, she said, "I have one thing to tell you."
"Huh? Shizi, there is actually one thing I want to tell you. I gave you the medicine, you can't use it anymore..."
"This is a trivial matter." Wei Lan waved her hand directly and said nonchalantly: "I want to tell you a big matter..."
"Shizi, this is not a trivial matter!" Lin Xia interrupted her, and she listened to Wei Lan and said, "Xie Zichen can't tell the prophet!"
"You do this again... what are you talking about?!" Lin Xia reacted and raised her voice, Wei Lan sneered: "I didn't expect it? He actually knows everything."
Speaking of the Unexpected Prophet, as a house girl who has been immersed in Internet literature all the year round, Lin Xia's first reaction was-super power?
She immediately said: "Tell me, how is he an unknown prophet?"
Wei Lan immediately told Lin Xia about her important discovery for a while. Lin Xia listened carefully, the more she listened, the more things went wrong.
A concubine, with the help of the prophet, first climbed to the diamond king Wei Lan, and successfully killed his opponent with the help of Wei Lan's house fight, and then began to enter the court, all the way down...
This script...
Lin Xia thought for a while and reminded: "Earse son, in our world, in fact, there is another possibility for this kind of unpredictable ability."
"Ok?"
"Rebirth. This is the person who has lived a lifetime and can change his life when he is young again."
Wei Lan: "..."
Your world operates well at the high end.
Lin Xia saw Wei Lan's pensive expression, and continued: "This kind of person will generally change suddenly one day at a certain age, and then begin to look like he can predict the future, but he can not predict everything, he Can only predict what he remembers."
"So the son," Lin Xia reminded her: "Actually, in this world, you and I are variables that have passed through. Lord Xie may not know what your future will be like. Don't think too much."
"He," Wei Lan couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "I really can't worry about it."
"Shizi," Lin Xia thought for a while, and persuaded: "You want to spend a lifetime with him, right?"
Wei Lan was stunned. After a while, she nodded.
She promised Xie Zichen, she will naturally try to do it. Lin Xia laughed: "Then what's the point of living a lifetime of suspicion like this? Shizi, you and him are allies, but also lovers. One day, you will tell him who you are, right?"
Wei Lan was silent, Lin Xia gently pulled her hair behind her, and said narrowly: "Isn't it a pity that Master Xie is so beautiful and can't sleep?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Lanlang laughed out loud.
"Yes," she nodded. "It's a pity that I can't sleep."
"Second son," Lin Xia sighed and continued: "This medicine really can't be taken anymore. I will give you half a year's worth at most. You must stop, otherwise, don't talk about pregnancy, even if you live longer. , I can’t guarantee. You’re young now, stop and I will take care of you. You should tell Xie Zichen the truth and let him keep this secret for you. If you say you have to bear all the things in your life, then you What are you doing with Xie Zichen? It's better to separate early and find someone who can treat you sincerely. You can admit your identity and let him walk with you."
"Second son," her eyes were full of pity: "It's too hard for you to walk this world alone."
Wei Lan did not speak. She quietly listened to Lin Xia's words, but frowned: "But isn't a woman's life destined to be like this?"
Why do I have menstruation? This is the whetstone given to them by heaven, just to polish them and always remind them to endure the pain of this world.
Make them stronger and more persevering. Since they were young, women can't cry, they all have to stand in front of boys.
My mother kept telling her that it is obvious that men are stronger than them, so why are women still respected?
Because only spiritually strong is the most powerful existence.
Can't admit one's weakness, can't regard one's weakness. They are fearless, when the men shiver, when the men can't restrain themselves, when the men give up because of a little difficulty, they move forward resolutely.
So, alone, carrying the wind and rain forward, isn't this a woman's due destination?
Her thinking made Lin Xia speechless, and she had to admit that there was a large part of the reason why she could not achieve the state of Wei Lan in her time, just as she said.
Girls cry freely, and boys are required to be strong. Girls are only suitable for liberal arts, and boys are not just dumb in science.
Stereotypes reinforce the ability gap. The so-called petting is to cut off your flying wings with one blow.
She looked at Wei Lan's eyes, and didn't know her right or wrong for a while. For a long time, she could only say: "A Lan, but two people, men and women, are destined to support each other. Men in this world are not so weak. You don't need to be so strong."
"But this is my dignity."
Lin Xia didn't know what to say for a while, she sighed, shook her head, got up and left. She walked to the door and saw Wei Hua waiting for her. He escorted her out. Seeing no one beside her, she blinked and said, "Do you think Alan looks good?"
"Of course the son is the first beauty in Shengjing!" Lin Xiaguo said, "I have only seen such a beauty in my life."
"Well," Wei Hua's eyes rolled slowly: "It's a pity that Xie Zichen's beauty doesn't sleep. I and A Lan look almost the same. It's a pity that such a beauty doesn't sleep, isn't it?"
Lin Xia: "..."
It was counted.
"Axia," Wei Hua said in a low voice while looking at her blushing face, "Please, marry me quickly."
"Hmm..." Lin Xia blushed and bowed her head and said: "I...soon... will be able to afford a house."
"I have private money here!" Wei Huaguo said, "I will buy it tomorrow!"
"Wei Hua, be more reserved!" Lin Xia was a little embarrassed, Wei Hua was taken aback, and dissatisfied: "Hey, don't be infected by Alan!"
"Don't say anything, I'm going to the Imperial Medical Office!"
Lin Xia was scared away by Wei Hua. Wei Hua sighed and touched her face.
Obviously she is also very beautiful, why doesn't Lin Xia feel that it's a pity that she can't sleep?
Wei Lan drank the tonic soup, slept for a while, and finally waited until Xie Zichen came to court.
The court was not peaceful today. The people from Sioux City joined eleven ministers in a row. These people seemed unrelated, but they were actually members of the princelings.
He was warning Xie Zichen. Of course Xie Zichen understood what Su Cheng meant. He participated in eleven ministers today. If Xie Zichen really moved Zhang Cheng, then he would not be involved in eleven ministers. At that time, Zhang Cheng couldn't keep it, and the prince would be hurt.
He was a little irritable, and returned to Changxinhou's Mansion. He changed his court uniform, removed his hair crown, and put on a uniform and went to Wei Lan's bedroom. After refreshing, Wei Lan was also wearing regular clothes with loose hair. She knelt down at the table, prepared wine, and waited for him quietly.
Xie Zichen looked at the face of the ruo-good-looking woman, and unconsciously slowed down, fearing it might be disturbing.
When he reached the table, he knelt down and looked up at the other person's bright eyes.
"Did you think about what to say?" Xie Zichen was straightforward. Wei Lan smiled and calmly poured him wine.
"Since we have all walked here, you and I might as well leave it." Wei Lan raised her eyes: "You live your life again, haven't you? Xie Zichen."
Even if they negotiate with each other, they must be preemptive.
Xie Zichen raised his hand to pour the wine into his mouth, and then slammed the glass on the table.
"Yes, what about you? Dali Siqing, or the Prime Minister?"
The author has something to say:
[Small theater, strong son]
Mo Shubai: Dyeing ink, what is your deepest impression of Shizi?
Ranmo: Even if you sacrifice yourself, you must insist on acting as a force.
Mo Shubai: Why is there such an impression?
Ranmo: Remember that year when she got a tiger paw for Xie Zichen? After I was finished, I went to pretend to save Xie Zichen. At that time, she was suave in Yushu Linfeng. As soon as Xie Zichens left, they fell on me, and it hurt...
Mo Shubai: Hmm... It's very hard...
Ranmo: Then today, my was smashed, and I still insisted on riding to save Yanlan. I asked her if it hurts, but she didn’t answer, it hurts...
Mo Shubai: The situation is urgent today...
Ranmo: If it's not for being handsome, she doesn't have to go. Do you think she has fallen off? I haven't settled it yet.
Mo Shubai: That's a fall...
Dyeing ink: all the same.
Mo Shubai: Actually, if she didn't fall, ah, ah, fell, you can't stop Xie Zichen, right?
Dye Mo: There is no operation in this world that I can't stop.
Mo Shubai: Admire and admire...