Allure of the World Chapter 21: Moshan Mt.

"Grandpa, I have no choice. I am Lan Jingtian's daughter and your granddaughter."

"But your temperament, if you can't be a mistress, you are too honest, and you have a bad temper, you will always suffer."

"Who will always be smooth sailing? Don't worry, Grandpa, Ling'er will protect herself and won't let them hurt you again. Is my master back?"

"Come back, he asked about you, he didn't leave for half a month."

"Tomorrow, I will see my mother first. The day after tomorrow, I will see my master."

"Linger, when you left last time, you said that you can't marry the royal family, what's the matter?" He was puzzled for a long time.

"Grandpa, I had a dream, a very long dream. I dreamed that I married Ling Feng, and then he... was killed by him, and also implicated you and your uncle."

Lan Ling thought that if she told her grandfather that she was reborn, would her grandfather think she was a ghost?

"You kid, do your dreams come true?" Chen Youshui finally felt relieved.

"Grandpa, do you know who the mountain explorer is?" This is what Lan Ling cares about most.

"I don't know, they come and go quickly and don't know their purpose."

"Grandpa, they are probably sent by King Ning or his father."

"What? Your father?"

"In the near future, there will be a war between King Ning and King An, and the world will change. And Ling'er hopes that King An will win." Lan Ling's eyes were firm and slightly cold.

Grandpa looked at Lan Ling, her eyes were full of calmness that was different from her age.

"Linger, do you know your father's thoughts?" Grandpa asked in a deep voice.

"He will still choose King Ning. So, I'm afraid they will be detrimental to Tsing Yi Tang, grandpa, spread out and hide the current people."

"You know, this means that you and your father will become rivals." Grandpa looked at Lan Ling.

"I understand. But grandpa, whether my father wants to marry me to King Ning or King An, it doesn't seem to be for me."

Grandpa nodded, "I understand. Grandpa has his own arrangements."

He handed Lan Ling a black jade pendant, exquisitely crafted, with a swaying bluegrass engraved on the front.

"This is the ink order of the Tsing Yi Hall. If there is an emergency, take this ink order to the Ziyi Pavilion in Yuncheng, and they will listen to you. This ink order is the highest token of the Tsing Yi Hall. , treat it as your grandfather's dowry."

Lan Ling held the ink order and looked at her grandfather: "Grandpa, Tsing Yi Tang can no longer stay out of the way. The most important thing is to save everyone's life."

"Grandpa understands that since your mother followed Lan Jingtian, Grandpa has understood. It's just that Grandpa doesn't want you to follow your mother's path."

Lan Ling hugged her grandfather tightly, "No, Linger swears."

The next morning Lan Ling went to visit her mother's grave.

The mausoleum of Lan Ling's mother Chen Yan is in Moshan. She was not actually married to Lan Jingtian.

Chen Yan doesn't want to be someone else's concubine, and doesn't want to share a man with others. However, although the man she fell in love with also loved her, it was only love and could not give her any promise.

The love in this world is helpless, and the net worth should always come first

She begged Lan Jingtian when she was dying, and was buried in Moshan after her death.

Lan Ling is dressed in a blue cloak, with only silver hairpins tied with blue silk, and no other accessories, just like a forest elf.

Ling Chen's heart trembled, it was really a pity for such a woman to be imprisoned in the deep courtyard.

He also wears a blue cloak today and a black mink fur hat, which matches Lan Ling's clothes very well.

When he is not smiling, his eyes are deep, his eyebrows are drawn into his temples, and he is dignified and cold.

In this quiet deep mountain, two people are like a painting.

Mother Chen Yan's tomb is deep in Moshan. Behind it is a century-old phoenix tree, surrounded by purple and osmanthus trees.

Ling Chen accompanied her, standing in front of Chen Yan's tomb.

Lan Ling said quietly: "I don't actually remember what my mother looked like. My mother's story, I only know her in Moshan. Moshan's mother is beautiful and smart, can make incense, know medicine, can hunt, and is kind-hearted. And cunning. She is Mo Shan's daughter."

Ling Chen embraced Lan Ling.

"She later fell in love with the general of Daxingguo. After that, no one knows the story. Some people say that her mother's death was not easy, not sick. But how could her mother be killed because she was so smart?"

After speaking, Lan Ling remembered his past life, not because he was framed to death. Of course, it was mainly because Ling Feng didn't love himself.

Ling Chen was stunned: "Linger, you can't really imagine what they are thinking about the women who live in the deep house. You are smart, but you have a pure heart. You won't understand their lives."

"Is your lord complimenting me? Will I be like that in a few years?" Lan Ling asked softly.

"Linger, don't change. Don't become like that." The strength in Ling Chen's hand was even greater.

"If I don't become like that, am I not someone else's fish?"

"This king will protect you."

"You?" Lan Ling looked up at him, "It was you who wanted to kill me!"

Ling Chen paused slightly, yes, Lan Ling seemed to be right.

"Forget it, don't say that on my mother's grave."

On the way back from worshiping her mother, Lan Ling pointed to a few wooden houses below, "Adu and his wife live there. They are my friends."

"Are you going to see them?" Ling Chen asked.

"Well, once, I thought everyone could live their lives, but now it seems that some lives can only be longed for."

Ling Chen's heart tightened and he held her hand, "Linger, everything has advantages and disadvantages."

"I understand." Lan Ling's eyes sank.

She asked Lixia and Qiaochun to go back to get the snacks and silk from Yuncheng. Ling Chen asked Tian Ming and Gu Fan to accompany them.

Lan Ling took Ling Chen to the wooden house.

In early winter, the wind is cold.

Adu is cleaning up a pile of pheasants in the yard. He was tall and stocky, with a dark complexion.

"Linger is here? Axiu, Linger is here."

A beautiful and fair-skinned woman came out. She was young, smiled happily, and stepped forward to hold Lan Ling's hand.

"It's really you. This is your husband, right?" She smiled.

"Well, that's right." Lan Ling blushed, thinking that he was not only my husband, but also the husband of many people. Lan Ling laughed at himself.

"What do you mean?" Axiu was surprised.

Ling Chen tilted his head to look at her. Eyes like swords.

"Oh, he's still someone else's husband," Lan Ling said, feeling hopeless, and she was a lot shorter in front of Axiu.

"Oh. Then why would you marry with such a temper?" Axiu looked regretful and sympathetic.

"Xiu'er, go get some food." Adu dotingly drags Axiu back into the house.

Ling Chen reached out and held Lan Ling's hand.

Axiu took a dustpan of melon seeds and walnuts and poured tea.

"When you marry a girl like Lan Ling, you're married to a treasure. This girl is clever and has a heart for the person she likes. It's the same thing. Don't lie to her." Adu said.

"Well, she is quite clever." Ling Chen answered.

Adu peeled the sunflower seeds while talking, took out a bunch of skins, but didn't eat them, and handed the nuts to Axiu.

Axiu took it, raised her face and put it in her mouth.

"Let's have lunch here and taste the game here." Adu looked at Lan Ling.

Lan Ling tilted her head and looked at Ling Chen, "Is it okay?"

"Of course."

"Do you know how to hunt?" Adu asked Ling Chen.

"Yes."

"Will the pheasants be cleaned?" Adu asked.

"I really don't know that." Ling Chen paused.

"I'll teach you. Lan Ling likes to put mushrooms in the stomach of the pheasant, wrap the pheasant in lotus leaves, wrap it in yellow mud, bury it in the soil and burn it to eat."

"Adu, my husband is very busy, and he doesn't need to do anything at home." Lan Ling stopped her words, she didn't want Ling Chen to do that.

"That's different. Your husband can clean up for you like everyone else!" Axiu interjected.