Chapter 41

This dream has haunted him for many years. In the dream, the faces of Qingyun and Ruiyu were always blurred. He had never seen clearly what they looked like.

The same dream has been dreamed for a long time, and it seems to be real. When he heard that a woman was suffering from heart disease, he would pay attention involuntarily. His women are basically suffering from heart disease.

But it is strange, since marrying Guan Yue and Lan Ling, this dream has never been done.

He only thought that Guan Yue had a heart disease before, but later learned that Lan Ling also had a heart disease.

"I often have the same dream, maybe it's true, maybe it's the story of your past life." Lan Ling said quietly.

Because the story of her past life, also told others, is a dream.

Ling Chen turned around and took out a delicate peach wood gourd from his clothes, with a red string tied on it.

He tied it to her waist, "You've been hurt all the time this time, this gourd wards off evil spirits."

Lan Ling held it tightly in her hands. This small jewelry was better than all the jewelry he had given her in the past.

She hugged his waist and pressed her face against Ling Chen's body like a cat, "These few days, the few days you've been away, will you please give it to me?"

"Okay. Here it is." His big hand gently stroked her head. It was rare for Lan Ling to be so gentle and obedient.

Lan Ling stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the mouth.

Ling Chen sighed slightly and took her into his arms.

Being together without distractions, even for a day, is beautiful.

At noon, the hunter returned. Yang Shuo took five pheasants, two turtledoves, and two hares.

Wen Heng was the first to see the candied gourd placed in the basin outside, and she excitedly took one, "Who bought it? My favorite is this sweet and sour candied gourd."

"This is what Master and Madam Ling did together." Cui Hong said deliberately.

Wen Heng looked at Ling Chen, "Thank you, Lord and Madam Ling."

Lan Ling nodded slightly.

Ling Chen looked at the pile of pheasants, "I cleaned them up, I'll make you aroma chicken."

Tian Ming and Gu Fan glanced at each other, the master was in a good mood really fast.

Lan Ling sat there without moving, Wen Heng kept looking at her, she knew that Wen Heng wanted her to leave. She didn't want to back down this time.

Why would someone be arrogant for being favored, that's because someone made her arrogant. It turns out that he is also a master of the power of the dog, Lan Ling sneered.

Ling Chen put shiitake mushrooms, ham, scallops, cucumber sticks and other seasonings in the belly of the cleaned pheasant, which he learned in Moshan.

When the fragrant chicken legs were handed to Lan Ling, Lan Ling nibbled at it without restraint.

"Well, that's the smell! Yes, Ling Chen, you are a disciple!" The smell was indeed very good, just like Lan Ling's mood.

Ling Chen handed a chicken leg to Wen Heng, Wen Heng took it, tore the chicken with his hands and ate it gently.

Wen Heng stared at Ling Chen silently. He treated this woman as he said, just taking advantage of it? Maybe he didn't even know what he was doing.

However, Lan Ling's good mood is always short-lived.

In the afternoon, Ling Chen received a secret report from Yuncheng that the emperor was seriously ill.

Ling Chen could decide and immediately set off back to Yuncheng.

After arranging the personnel transfers in the floating city and surrounding cities and counties, on the afternoon of the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Ling Chen and his confidants returned to Yuncheng first, followed by Han Zhitao and the army.

Lan Ling was injured. She was sitting in the carriage while the others rode.

Sitting in the carriage, Lan Ling suddenly thought of the previous life. After the emperor was seriously ill, a big event happened, that is, Ling Chen rebelled, Ling Feng took the opportunity to raise the army, and Ling Feng quickly gained the upper hand.

It is said that the reason why Ling Chen rebelled at that time was because Concubine Lin was murdered.

Lan Ling's whole body was jolted, did he come so soon? In this life, will it still be like that?

The carriage ran very fast, and it could be seen that Ling Chen was very anxious.

Lan Ling opened the curtain and stretched out his head to look for Ling Chen.

He was in front, side by side with Wen Heng.

"Ling Chen!" She kept calling him by name when she was with him. When she called him the prince, she was angry, or deliberately wanted to distance herself from him.

"What's wrong?" He slowed down and walked beside her.

He saw panic in her eyes, "What's wrong?" He lowered his head and leaned over to look at her.

"I'm very uneasy. I think you should send a letter back to ensure the safety of Concubine Lin." Lan Ling whispered.

"Why? My father is seriously ill now." He looked at her, "What do you know?"

"No, Ling Chen, my hunch has always been accurate. You arrange for someone to guarantee Concubine Lin, or take her out."

"Okay." Ling Chen agreed, no matter what, it's always good to be careful.

"Make arrangements now! Don't wait, okay?" Lan Ling's hand tightly clasped the placket of his clothes.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now."

"Also, if King Ning used the emperor to do very bad things, would you go against it?"

Ling Chen frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you, why are you asking that?"

"Stop and rest for a while!" Ling Chen told everyone to stop, and he got into the carriage.

Today is New Year's Eve, there are very few pedestrians on the road, Ling Chen's heart is uneasy, his brows are wrinkled.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" He reached out and held her face, teasing her little nose.

"I feel that returning to Yuncheng this time will be a very important turning point for you. You must be steady. My hunch has always been accurate!" Lan Ling didn't know how to explain it to him, and he couldn't say such a thing. It was in a dream.

"Okay, I understand, don't worry. I have sent a letter to the dark guard to protect my mother-in-law."

It was rare for Lan Ling to speak to him so seriously.

He tucked her messy hair behind his ears with his hands, and she cuddled in his arms.

"I'm willing to listen to you." Lan Ling hugged him.

He thought she was coquettish.

It was New Year's Eve in the evening, and managed to find an open inn. Tian Ming gave the proprietress a few ingots of gold. The proprietress saw that these people were not ordinary traders, so they made dumplings and served the best meals.

It's just that everyone is in a bad mood, and this special New Year's Eve has passed quickly.

When arrived at the book hill outside Yuncheng in the evening, it was already the first day of the new year.

Ling Chen asked the dark guard to escort Wen Heng into the palace to listen to the news. Others stand by.

Several people ate dry food in the woods.

The sound of firecrackers in the city can still be heard here.

The night is getting darker, and the cold wind is like a knife.

It snowed suddenly. The snow was getting thicker and thicker, and the entire Yuncheng was filled with snow and wind.

The once-in-a-century storm is like a madman, roaring wildly in the woods.

Everyone was blown away by the wind and couldn't open their eyes.

The young An Wang stood on a leeward snowy slope, overlooking Yuncheng.

Lan Ling got off the carriage and stood behind him.

"It's changed." He took her into his arms. The woman's soft body leaned against him.

"Every year around New Year's Eve is the coldest." Lan Ling comforted him.

A few dark shadows suddenly appeared in front of them, heading straight for the grove.

Tian Ming, Gu Fan, and Yang Shuo guarded King An and Lan Ling in the middle.

"Who?" Fan Xing asked.

There were more than a dozen people coming, and they didn't speak. They rushed over a few steps and stabbed with their swords.