Allure of the World Chapter 110: What is love

Huo Jingyun felt sad in his heart, seeing Lan Ling leaning there so helplessly, he couldn't help reaching out to hug her.

Ling Chen had already walked over and reached out to hold one of Lan Ling's small hands. Lan Ling tried to withdraw her hand. She turned her face away, and tears fell from her eyes drop by drop.

Ling Chen stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears for her.

Lan Ling's tears became more and more severe. She knew that she couldn't blame him. On the battlefield, she knew the truth at the moment of life and death. However, who should she blame? After all, her father died at his hands.

"Linger, don't cry." Ling Chen leaned down and saw her small face full of tears, his deep face was full of vicissitudes and loneliness.

Lan Ling didn't look at him, but said softly and weakly: "You go. Go back to Yuncheng. Now, I don't want to see you."

Ling Chen heard the words and couldn't help holding her in his arms. The man's arms tightly wrapped her in his arms, making her unable to move.

"Linger, I know you hate me, I really want to accompany you back to Moshan, and I also want to see your master. I didn't expect that Lingfeng's power is still so powerful. Turn your face and look at me Are you alright?" Ling Chen felt a needle in his heart.

"You killed my father, I don't want to see you now, I'm afraid I'll hate you! Or, I'm afraid I'll soften my heart when I see you! I'm afraid I'll stop being myself! You go! I'll go back to Moshan!" Lan Ling cried and cried.

Everyone didn't move, and Ling Shuang started to cry. Lan Jingtian was the grand marshal of Daxingguo. Although he supported King Ning.

They just have their own masters. For those who often go to the battlefield, their attitude towards Lan Jingtian is different from that of the civil servants in the court.

Lan Ling watched her father die in front of her. This feeling will never be forgotten.

Lan Ling pulled out the soft sword in his waist and slapped the horse's **** with the sword head. The horse neighed and ran away.

Ling Chen watched her go away, and felt extremely annoyed. He turned to Tian Ming and Jiang Rui and said, "You two bring someone to protect her back to Moshan, and make sure to arrive safely."

Tian Ming and Jiang Rui followed with a small group of men.

Ling Chen looked at Wen Heng, there were tears on her face and blood on her chest.

Lei Ze killed Lan Jingtian for her and lost his life. She stabbed Fan Xing with a sword.

What is love?

He knew that he and Wen Heng could no longer return to the past.

She deceived his feelings with all her heart, but he didn't expose it. She and Fan Xing worked together to set fire to the Changxin Palace, and he also saved her life.

Until she leaked her whereabouts to Fan Xing and she finally betrayed him, he knew that they would never be the same again.

Wen Heng was a spy, she knew what she was doing.

Ling Chen's whereabouts were revealed to her was a gamble, but also wanted to see where her bottom line was.

He hopes to lead Lingfeng out, but he doesn't want to see him. The friendship between him and Wen Heng for so many years cannot be parted.

Arranging people to station there in advance is a precautionary measure, because he knows that Minshan hides Lingfeng's people. He wanted to really accompany Lan Ling back to Moshan, he wanted to meet Lan Ling's master.

He always felt that he had many secrets, and Lan Ling's master seemed to know something.

Obviously she knew that Wen Heng might betray him, but she did it, Ling Chen's heart still ached as if it had been pierced by a knife.

He didn't even think that Ling Feng's power was still so powerful.

Wen Heng sat on the horse, his face pale, "Ah Chen, I didn't betray you, I hate Fan Xing, it was he who kept pestering me, I even wanted to kill him. It's a pity I didn't kill him. Believe me, I really I did not betray you, I didn't expect it to be like this."

Ling Chen sneered, "I won't believe your words anymore. Do you think I can't kill you while you are pregnant with a child? If I hadn't taken precautions earlier, I would have died in Ling Feng's hands today!"

"But you used me too, didn't you? You told me your route on purpose!"

"Yes, I'm testing you! I don't trust you anymore!"

"You don't believe me for a long time! You only believe in Lan Ling! I hate Lan Ling! Are you going to kill me?" Wen Heng asked.

"I wanted to let you go, but now I have changed my mind!"

After Ling Chen finished speaking, he didn't look at her again, and galloped away.

Ling Chen left some people behind to clean the battlefield, and the rest returned to Yuncheng. The Hou Beibei had already rebelled, and he was afraid that Ling Feng would take the opportunity to fight back.

Lan Ling and the others ran wild all night and arrived at Moshan at noon the next day.

Lan Ling's grandfather helped Lan Ling, who was kneeling on the ground, with a sigh.

"Linger, everyone dies. Your father, this is also a relief." Grandpa comforted her.

Lan Ling cried again: "Grandpa, my father said that I would be buried with my mother. I agreed, but I want to ask, will my mother agree? Does she love my father?"

There were still some grudges between Lan Lingzongjue's mother, senior brother, and the late emperor. She was saddened at the time and directly agreed to her father's request, but she really didn't know if her mother would agree.

Grandpa sighed: "Your mother will agree. She only loves your father in her life. You have a temperament like her! Back then, there were many people who liked your mother. , I love her deeply, I really like it, but unfortunately, your mother's thoughts are all on your father."

"But my father didn't marry my mother," Lan Ling was still brooding.

"Ling'er, men and women are different. Women are the most affectionate, while for men, affection only occupies a part of my heart." Grandpa stretched out his hand and tucked the hair on Lan Ling's forehead behind his head.

"But for a woman, giving a name is the greatest respect and love." Lan Lingdao.

"Your mother didn't want to. Your father couldn't be the only one in his life, and your mother left." Grandpa said.

It turns out that my stupidity is really inherited from my mother.

In the afternoon, Lan Ling's two uncles, Jiang Rui, two cousins, and Tian Ming accompanied Lan Ling and buried Lan Jingtian in Chen Yan's tomb.

At this time, he is only Lan Ling's father, Chen Yan's lover, and has no other identity.

After settling these things down, Lan Ling said to Tian Ming and Jiang Rui: "I want to be here for a while to be filial to my father, you should go back first, he just needs someone right now."

Lan Ling doesn't want to see Ling Chen now, although she misses him very much. She missed him so much, which made her feel extremely ashamed.

Tian Ming knew that Lan Ling would not return to the palace now, so he only rested for a while before returning to the palace, leaving Jiang Rui here to protect Lan Ling.

It was said to be protection, but Jiang Rui actually didn't want to go back, and he hadn't returned to Moshan for a long time.

Lan Ling went to see Master Yao Lin the next day.

Moshan, ushered in the first snow of the year.

The falling snow silently covers the world, and at this moment, only Mo Shan can calm her down.

Lan Ling's eyes were blurred when she saw Master.

Yao Lin looked at her with a smile and handed her a cup of pine needle tea, "Linger, you have grown up."

"Master, growing up is not good at all, why do I feel so tired and bitter. I just want to be with Master forever, in this Moshan, make medicine, save people, make incense, hunt, watch snow, listen to Feng, think about it now, the previous life was really a fairy-like day."

Yao Lin said: "Sowing such a cause, reap such a fruit, everything is created by the mind, this is a whirling world, there is no regret, no matter how much happiness I give you, you will not experience happiness, so I say that growing up is painful. "

"Master, my father is gone. He was killed by Ling Chen's people. I brought my father back to Moshan and buried him with my mother." Lan Ling looked sad and tears welled up in his eyes.

"He finally killed my father. I thought he would spare my father. I wanted to send my father to San Yiniang and let him live a normal and stable life for a few days."

"Linger, don't worry about your father's business. He didn't die in vain when he died on the battlefield. His original choice was King Ning, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Of course I do. You don't think happiness is the same as your father's. He doesn't blame you."

Lan Ling knew her father wouldn't blame her. But she will blame herself. It's just that the teacher's words always made her feel better.

Lan Ling poured tea for the master: "The story of Yuan Lie and Qingyun that the master told before, why did Lingchen dream about it?"