after marrying the prince

Just as the three of them were at war with each other, there were hurried footsteps outside the door, and someone kicked open the door. His normally seductive eyes were like double-edged swords covered by snow. He glanced at the blood on the floor. , and looked at Mei Nongxue, who was soaked as if she had been fished out of the water, and finally her eyes fell on Xiao Yantian's black iron cold sword, with white teeth, and said viciously: "How dare you hold the sword in my place? The one pointing at me?"

Lan Xunyu said in his heart: Lou Yunmeng's appearance at this time is very different from that in the daytime, the aura around him is like Yama descending into the world, exuding a ruthless aura.

Xiao Yantian gave Lou Yunmeng a cold look, put the sword in the sheath, and stood still, even though he was down at the moment, this person's natural kingly aura was hard to hide.

"The first time I saw you, I knew that you were not a simple person. You must be covered in blood. Now in this capital, this is the only place that can protect you. If you don't want to die, just be obedient. Otherwise, no matter how good your martial arts are, , I can also make you die silently."

After finishing speaking, Lou Yunmeng looked down at Mei Nongxue's wound, and said, "It was handled well, do you know medical skills?"

Lan Xunyu said: "I have learned from my tutor."

"Who is the teacher?"

"..."

"Don't tell me? Brat, I'm afraid you are also a shameful person!"

It was only then that Lou Yunmeng noticed the letter in Lan Xunyu's hand. He stretched out his hand, but Lan Xunyu didn't dare not give it to him. After reading it, Lou Yunmeng's face was pale, his figure was unstable, as if he was about to fall over, his eyes were about to burst, His teeth creaked and he said angrily, "Yang Huai is so bold."

The room was quiet, and the four of them remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, in a blink of an eye, Lou Yunmeng pulled out a three-fingered soft sword from his waist. The sword was nimble and changeable in his hand, and it looked as graceful as flowing clouds and flowing water, but his moves were vicious and vicious. With a desperate move, he went straight to Xiao Yantian, and on the other side Mei Nongxue also got up and attacked Lan Xunyu.

This is the backyard. Unlike the front hall, it is secluded and spacious.

The four were two pairs of two, and after a while, Xiao Yantian pressed Lou Yunmeng under the sword, while Mei Nongxue on the other side pinched Lan Xunyu's neck.

Mei Nongxue said: "Let go of the host, or I will kill your little lover."

Xiao Yantian ignored Mei Nongxue and turned to Lou Yunmeng, "Give me the letter."

Lou Yunmeng sneered, and said sarcastically, "Do you dare to accept this letter? Are you not afraid of being hacked?"

"give me."

"Humph!"

Lan Xunyu panicked.

This letter is now a ticking time bomb, who is the target, who is the target, how can Lang Hantian give up easily, and will definitely come again, but I don't know if Lang Hantian knows the content of the letter.

The Lang family was originally a loyal family.

In the Bingxu year of Wu Zhao, Miao Jiang invaded the Central Plains, and there was no strong general in the court who dared to fight. Old General Lang took the lead, and led a dozen brothers, nephews and nephews of his relatives to fight bloody battles.

When the city of Miaojiang was about to be broken, Xie Yuntang, as a vanguard, colluded with the enemy general, causing the entire army of [-] soldiers to be annihilated. Lang Hantian, who was only ten years old, was protected by his father and brother desperately, and escaped.

Lang Hantian, who was covered in injuries, was rescued by Yang Huai who went to support him, and he was adopted as his adopted son.

The court questioned the crime, and Xie Yuntang's nine clans were all executed.

Lang Hantian is the first person in the past hundred years of Yunlan to completely drive the Miaojiang people to the west of Yuling Pass. He was only [-] years old. He straddled a horse, a flying cloud bow, and a frost flower arrow. King Miao, who was on the scene, captured the concubine alive, cut off her head, hung it on the tower, sacrificed the flag to boost the army's morale, avenged her father, and avenged her father.

Looking at the entire Yunlan Kingdom, among generals, no one can stand against this person.

If Lang Hantian knows Yang Huai's rebellion and still defends Yang Huai, the situation will be very dangerous. After all, Xiao Yunyin murdered his father and usurped the throne, Lang Hantian knew it and didn't care.

"Give me the letter!"

Taking advantage of Mei Nongxue's unguardedness, Lan Xunyu slammed her elbow into the freshly bandaged wound and snatched the letter.

How could he let this letter fall on Master?

Blood gushed out from Mei Nongxue's freshly stitched wound.

Bang Dang, the foot was near the bleeding place, and the person was lying on the ground, completely unable to get up.

Lan Xunyu didn't grind, took the blade, gritted his teeth, took off his clothes, the tip of the knife went down, cut open the flesh, exposed a hole, folded the letter into a circle and put it in, sterilized the flesh with shochu, Sew it on by yourself.

The other three looked at Lan Xunyu in a daze.

Drops of sweat dripped down and her body trembled. At this time of extreme pain, a picture suddenly flashed in Lan Xunyu's mind.

That was when he was five years old, his grandfather came home from a long journey, there were so many people in the family, only one grandfather loved him, he would coax him to play, hug him, and make him laugh.

His mother beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. When his grandfather left, he followed him all the way to the foot of Tianxing Mountain.

It was dark at night, the wind was blowing, and it was still snowing. He was frozen stiff and couldn't keep up with Grandpa's steps. Even so, he didn't want to go back to Lan's house. There, he was like air, and no one would care , He acted like a baby, he cried, he flattered, and in exchange for beatings and scolding, Lan Zhenyuan kicked him out of the door several feet away.

The little man curled up into a ball, moving up the mountain little by little.

He must find grandpa.

I don't know how long he crawled, but he couldn't move anymore.

Tears fell, and the snow melted and froze to wrap his body. He wanted to rub his hands, but his fingers were already stiff.

Are you going to die?

It's good to die like this.

He was lying in the snow, his breathing became slower and slower, and his eyelids began to fight. Just when he was about to fall asleep, a cold voice rang in his ears: "Who are you?"

He desperately opened his eyes, and saw a big brother with delicate features, but the big brother's expression was indifferent, and his tone was cold.

Really annoying.

The eldest brother looked at him with a frown, then picked him up, patted the snow off his body, and said in a cold voice: "Are you stupid? You dare to sneak out in the cold winter months, don't you want to die?"

The eldest brother held a bowl of hot ground paste near his mouth, and he had just taken a sip when his mouth burned and his heart hurt, and he burst into tears.

"Eldest Prince, children are not allowed to eat hot food, you are still just out of the pot."

Grandpa picked him up, and the big brother stood there with no frustration, his eyes seemed to be still soaked with tears.

Lan Xunyu suddenly remembered that at that time, Xiao Yantian wiped pot ashes on his forehead, burned a few blisters on his hands, and scorched the edge of his clothes.

He is also a child.

Where did you cook?

Will there be someone to take care of?

But, at that time, why did he go to the stove to cook that bowl of dark, not-so-autumn mush himself?

Bring it over in a hurry, hello?

Lan Xunyu sewed the last stitch, cut off the thread, put away the needle, wrapped gauze around her waist, wiped the sweat from her forehead, gritted her teeth, her face was pale, her lips were colorless, her eyes turned black for a while, slowly He quickly put on his clothes and glanced at Xiao Yantian.

The Love Spring Building is very large, with a total of 180 guest rooms in the front hall. The building has three floors.

The Nuan Pavilion is the most luxurious and spacious. Entering the jade bead curtain is the gorgeous golden screen of Feng Yu Jiutian. There is a flower hall behind the screen. The bedroom is on the left and the bathroom is on the right.

There is no rich and vulgar powder smell, but a touch of elegant agarwood sandalwood lingering, refreshing.

On the table, there is a lyre, a bottle of pear blossom wine, and three autumn white chrysanthemums.

"You will follow me from now on and be my attendant."

Such as Jiangnan Yanyu's apricot blossom pupils are full of charm, with a bright smile on the corner of her mouth, looking at some dull people with a half-smile, and said: "Don't want to?"

In a trance for a moment, Lan Xunyu's Adam's apple rolled, swallowed, regained consciousness, looked at Mei Nongxue with a flushed face, and said embarrassingly: "Yes."

The lives of me and my master are in your hands, how can you not want to?