Chapter 100 Repay the Debt Forever

Ling Shuang stopped Jiang Rui: "Am I heavy? You have no strength, you can't, but you bite back and say I am heavy! Sister-in-law Ling, has this person always been so unreasonable?" Ling Shuang's face turned red.

"Who do you think can't do it?!" Jiang Rui became anxious, stopped and turned around to ask Ling Shuang.

Ling Shuang was startled again, "Sister-in-law Ling, look at him!"

"He has always had bad eyes! The princess' figure and weight are the most standard beauty standards." Lan Ling said quickly with a smile.

"Jiang Rui, you..."

Before Lan Ling could finish speaking, Jiang Rui scratched at Lan Ling's nose: "No big or small, call me Uncle Shi!"

"You, bah!" Lan Ling and Ling Shuang spit at him together.

The crowd laughed.

Huo Jingyun took the others to bid farewell to Lan Ling. Liang Hongxiu followed Huo Jingyun closely.

Lan Ling stopped Huo Jingyun.

"Is something wrong?" Huo Jingyun asked.

"Senior brother, that you and Liang Hongxiu... do you like Liang Hongxiu? Is she the one in your heart?"

Lan Ling wanted to ask him this question for a long time, because she knew that the princess' heart was on Huo Jingyun, and she also hoped that the princess could marry Huo Jingyun.

Although Ling Shuang was a princess, she was straightforward, kind and affectionate, and she was not coddled. Lan Ling felt that the two of them were very suitable.

Huo Jingyun paused, "It's not Liang Hongxiu. But if I have to marry someone, I will marry her."

"Then why don't you fight for your crush? You are very good everywhere. If I hadn't met Ling Chen, I might cry and ask you to marry me!" Lan Ling laughed.

Yes, she was telling the truth. There is a kind of person, the first time you see him, it is like an old friend you have known for a long time, Huo Jingyun gave her this feeling.

He is amazing, tactful, and gentle to people.

"Then why don't we meet before we get married," Huo Jingyun said lightly, "but the person I like is really similar to you." He looked at Lan Ling with tenderness in his eyes.

Lanling paused, whoever fell in love with his brother must be very happy.

"Really, it's a pity that Lan Ling didn't have a chance to meet her. Brother, the princess is really nice," Lan Ling looked at him, "Did you not think about the princess?"

"Ling'er, in this life, I just want to be your senior brother, not your husband's relative." Huo Jingyun patted her hand lightly on top of her head.

"Well, I really want to see what your crush looks like," Lan Ling said.

"I'm leaving, you are fine." Huo Jingyun left.

After sending everyone away, Lan Ling went back to the room and brought the soup pot simmered on the charcoal. Inside was the tonic that Lan Ling had simmered for a day, specially made for Ling Chen.

The moon hangs there like a pearl in the night. On the night of August 17, the moon seems to be more round.

Lan Ling changed into a navy blue dress, put on a silver hairpin, draped blue silk on his shoulders, and looked light.

Suddenly, something slipped away from her.

It turns out that people do not grow up slowly, but only in an instant, overnight, or one thing.

The Linhua Hall was unexpectedly very deserted.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan were standing outside, and only poplar trees and pearls were waiting in the hall.

There is no Concubine Hui, no Concubine De, and no other concubine.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan let out a long sigh of relief when they saw Lan Ling.

When Pearl saw Lan Ling, there was a smile in her eyes.

Yang Shu stepped forward and gave Lan Ling a salute: "Concubine Ling, you are here, the emperor drove away Concubine De and Concubine Huigui and the others, and the servant wanted to invite the mother, but he didn't allow it, but the servant knew that the emperor was waiting for the mother. You."

Poplar tears flowed out. Lan Ling looked at him and couldn't help but think, why the man became a eunuch, and the tears were a lot more.

Lan Ling walked over slowly, Li Xia put down the soup can, and retreated outside with Pearl.

A low wind blew in, and the curtains swayed gently, like the water sleeves of a woman dancing lightly, lingering.

Lan Ling stood beside him.

Ling Chen was lying on his back on the bed, his face was slightly pale, and his cheeks were a little thin. Looking closely, there seemed to be a few strands of silver threads hidden between the temples, which were slightly vicissitudes under the faint candlelight.

Lan Ling reached out and covered his hair, picked out the silver threads, and twisted them around his fingertips. He was only nineteen years old and had gray hair.

She had only known him for more than a year, and not even three years, including her death.

He has been running all his life, and there are so many forks at every step. People around him come and go. Gradually, without the people who set out with him at the beginning, he must be very desolate in his heart.

Maybe everyone is like this, but Ling Chen's road is more bumpy.

He suddenly reached out and held her hand, it turned out that he hadn't slept.

"You're finally here." He opened his eyes, struggling to sit up.

"Your injury is very serious. It's better to lie down on your back. Lie down quickly, or I'll leave." Lan Ling's face was stern.

He was obedient at this time.

She supported him and lay down slowly.

But he still stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, like a treasure, and caressed her face with a big hand, but his voice was harsh: "You gave me the life-saving medicine! You always make me owe you, what a bastard!"

Lan Ling smiled and put his hand around his neck: "No way, you don't love me enough, you don't love me as much as I love you, I've always been stingy. If I want to be entangled together in this life, I can only do this, let You owe me forever."

"Okay, in this life and this life, I have always repaid your debts and entangled with you!" Ling Chen kissed deeply, his hands couldn't help but stray from her body.

Every time he hugs her, he wants her. It drives him crazy.

Lan Ling pushed him away and said shyly, "You are almost dying and you still think about that..."

He smiled lowly and wickedly: "What am I thinking?"

Lan Ling was embarrassed and annoyed, her face twisted.

He raised his head, sighed, grabbed her hand and held it tightly, "I know you must blame me in your heart. Wen Heng has hurt you so many times, yet you still plead for her, and I still keep her."

Lanling paused and said softly: "I dream of avenging them, but I know how much she holds in your heart. Also, I don't want to make King Rui and Lei Ze hate you because of this. They are sincere. good to you."

"You actually thought of this..." His hand gently caressed her back, and his heart tightened even more.

This is what makes Lan Ling different from other women. She always thinks of him, even if she wronged herself.

"More importantly, Wen Heng is pregnant with your child. I will never harm your child. I think Qiaochun and the others will forgive me." Lan Ling's nose twitched, and she leaned into his arms, her tears gradually getting wet his clothes.

Speaking of this, Ling Chen paused for a while, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

"My child," he repeated.

Lan Ling continued, "I know I'm sorry for them, seven lives, I can hardly sleep at night, and every time I go to bed I'm afraid of dreaming of them. I can't even face those few living people. All the stars are released? Why?"

Ling Chen's heart twitched fiercely, and the pain struck, "Fan Xing and Wen Heng mean the same to me. In short, I owe you..."

Lan Ling lay flat and left Ling Chen's embrace, "The important person in your heart is a human being, isn't it someone else's?"

Ling Chen was speechless, in Lan Ling, he had nothing to say.

Lan Ling continued: "You killed a lot of people, it's compensation, but those people are not the masterminds. They are just poor slaves, they are just carrying out the master's orders. Although they are guilty, they will not die! If you do this, there will be retribution. of!"

Ling Chen was sad, Lan Ling always understood what he was thinking, and he was indeed compensating her, but also to make himself feel at ease.

"I'm not afraid of retribution, if there is retribution, it will come to me." Ling Chen held her hand tightly.

"Ling'er, sometimes it's not like you think. I'm the emperor, and I have my own ideas. For example, Guan Yue's palace needs to change blood, and Wen Heng's palace also needs..."

Lan Ling shuddered, "Then what about in my palace? Did Wen Heng let Fan Xing set the fire just right for you?"

Ling Chen paused for a while, then suddenly raised her chin and kissed her roughly. Heavy kisses began to wander around her neck and shoulders.

Lan Ling resisted, but he increased his strength and kissed her madly, wishing to rub her into his body,

"Ling'er, you have never wanted to hurt anyone, how could I be on guard against you. I only have you here, I can put down all my masks and give you my back without reservation. What I fear most is actually You and I have a rift."

"What about Wen Heng?"

Ling Chen's voice closed his eyes, "Wen Heng."

"Wen Heng, she is a part of me that I can't let go of. She always says that I have changed, but she may not know that she is no longer the Wen Heng she used to be. The love in her mouth makes me suffocate..." Ling Chen said. The voice was hoarse and painful.

Lan Ling looked at him, and his heart moved: "If you really feel that you owe me, Lan Ling also asks you one thing."

"Go ahead, I'll definitely agree."

Lan Ling pondered for a while, "If one day, you and my father meet on the battlefield, can you spare him?"

Ling Chen nodded, "Okay, I promise you. He is your father after all. He has always been loyal to Ling Feng, and has never defected. Unlike some officials, who are determined by the wind."

"You agreed? Thank you. My father has been running all his life. If he doesn't die, I promise to send him to a far away place, far away from the imperial court, away from disputes. I will definitely not cause you trouble..." Lan Ling said excitedly.

Ling Chen smiled, "Actually, he has no threat to me anymore. During this time, too many things have happened in the palace. In a few days, I will let Bai Shaoting and Yu Rong get married, so as to avoid bad luck." Ling Chen held Lan Chen back. Spiritual hair.

"The emperor is really forgetful." Lan Ling gave him a white look.

"What do you mean?" Ling Chen pinched Lan Ling's chin.

"Two months ago, a grand wedding ceremony was just held in the palace, and there is also the pet of Jiaofang. Who does not know about the entire harem and the court." Lan Ling sneered.

Ling Chen closed his eyes and lay down, "You always get mad at me!"

He thought about turning and looking at her: "Do you want it?"

"What do you want?" Lan Ling asked.

"Those, the so-called Jiaofang's favor, the wedding ceremony. I know that when you and I got married, I wronged you."

Lan Ling shook his head, "I don't want it. I can't bear it either, I just want to have a heart-to-heart!"

"You can afford it, if you can't afford it, who else can afford it?" Ling Chen tightly held her hand.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. I've stewed the soup, you drink some, it's like a late night snack." Lan Ling begged for peace.

Ling Chen readily agreed.

At this time, he was like a spoiled child, opening his mouth to eat, and reaching for his clothes, half leaning on the mat, waiting for Lan Ling to feed him.

"You can stay in Linhua Hall for a few days. I will give you a review in Linhua Hall. You accompany me."

"No. I'm afraid of being scolded as a vixen and a disaster that disturbs the emperor's mind," Lan Ling refused.

"You still have something to be afraid of?" The corners of Ling Chen's mouth rose.

"Of course, Lan Ling is afraid of everything. Anyone here can kill me."

Ling Chen reached out and hugged her, "If I am here in the future, who would dare to kill you!"

"The emperor coaxed me again, I always have a feeling that I will die in your hands." Lan Ling said with a smile.

Ling Chen grabbed her hands and clasped them in front of her chest, "If you don't worry, I'll give you a gold medal to avoid death."