Lan Mengdie and Zhuge Yun sat in the carriage. Xiaoshu drove the carriage skillfully to the east city. Lan Mengdie looked at the intoxicating scenery outside the carriage. It was worthy of being called the Kingdom of Flowers. Everywhere in the Kingdom of Flowers, you can admire the beautiful figures of flowers. I like it.

Looking at the different scenery in this strange environment, it seems that women in the South are particularly good at dressing up. In addition to being more colorful than other places, the clothes in the South are more innovative and can especially show off the delicate beauty of women.

She looked back at Zhuge Yun in the carriage. What was he thinking? He looked a little sad! Lan Mengdie stood up and sat next to him, only to see him put away his sad expression and smile at her.

"Xiao Yunyun! How do you think I should treat you?" He sighed deeply. Isn't it too selfish? I have Haotian in my heart and still can't let you go. It's unfair to you. Thinking of this, Lan Mengdie felt a little sad.

,What should I do for Zhuge Yun?

Zhuge Yun didn't say anything but just held her in his arms. Maybe there will be few opportunities like this in the future. As long as he can be by her side, Lan Mengdie rested his head on his shoulder and felt the peace in this moment. Xiao Yunyun, I hope you can understand what I did.

It may hurt you, but these are good for you

Xiaoshu shouted: "Miss, the young master is here."

Zhuge Yun helped her out of the carriage, and an old-looking house appeared in front of them. Xiaoshu knocked on the door. After a while, a white-haired woman who looked a little old opened the door and looked in.

people

The old woman looked at the little tree and said impatiently and unfriendlyly: "Everyone is dead! What else is there?" After saying this, she kept coughing.

Lan Mengdie quickly said: "Old madam! We have something to talk to you about."

The old woman looked at her indifferently and said, "If you don't mind, just come in!"

Lan Mengdie didn't know what was going on in her heart. She had an indescribable feeling. She quickly followed in. The house was quite big inside, but it wasn't very popular. The halls were old and maybe it had the feeling that it had been glorious in the past.

"I'm an old woman and I can't entertain you at home. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

"Old Madam, we are here to learn something about Young Master Mo Yesha." When Lan Mengdie said the three words Mo Yesha, he saw a stinging expression on the old lady's face.

"Everyone is dead, what else can I say?" he said in a very dissatisfied tone.

"I know you are sad, but I dreamed that Miss Wanran wanted to meet Mo Lang, otherwise she would not be able to feel at ease." She sighed and continued: "I don't know what happened between them, but I can feel it.

It is an indelible and irresistible love.”

The indifferent old woman's expression finally softened, but her eyes revealed infinite sorrow, which touched her wounds. "Hey! This is all the fault of the unfilial Ye Sha. He didn't see clearly what kind of identity he was, Xiaoxiao."

The tailor wanted to go up to the Third Miss of the An family, but in the end, he also accompanied her. How could the eldest master of the An family be someone we can afford to offend? Our Mo family has been ruined and we don’t want to cause any trouble. This girl, my old lady

I understand why you are here. Before Ye Sha died, he only said one thing: "I just want to see Miss An!" He didn't even see his eyes open for the last time! It was me who closed the eyes of that unfilial son..." She wiped her tears with her sleeves.

The person surnamed An does not agree to their meeting, whether alive or dead, we can't do anything. Girl, my old lady understands that the surname An is the key. Ye Sha's home is in the back mountain. He has been waiting for Miss An. If you

I have a way to bury them together. My old lady is grateful for that. That’s all I can say.

The three of them left. Lan Mengdie was filled with confusion. She really wanted to know what happened between Wanran and Mo Lang. "Xiaoshu, do you know what happened between your young lady and Mo Lang?"

Xiaoshu shook his head, "I only know a part of the third lady's affairs. Mr. Mo's eldest sister knows that the shop she runs is right in front, two streets away. You can ask her."

"Xiaoshu, go back quickly! Let's go to Mr. Mo's place." It's absolutely impossible not to understand the matter, otherwise there will be no way to start.

Zhuge Yun held her hand and walked on the street. It would be great to hold her hand and grow old together with her. But she seemed to have no thought of him in her heart. He didn't ask for anything, just to be by her side and watch her every move and smile.

That's also a great comfort

Lan Mengdie held his hand tightly, "Xiao Yunyun! Do you think Wanran and Mo Lang's love has reached a certain level? It's such a pity to lose your life for love at such a young age."

"I envy the two of them very much. They have each other in their hearts. It doesn't matter if they die for love, right?" It would be great if you have me in your heart.

Lan Mengdie heard the implication, glanced at him without saying a word, looked away and said silently in her heart, you will meet a better woman than me in the future. Zhuge Yun was a little disappointed, she really didn't hear him.

What do you mean? Or deliberately avoiding it!

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