Was he saving him back just to find something unpleasant for himself?

The more Lan Lingyu thought about it, the more angry she became, she threw down the copper plate, stood up and left.

Feng Xitang looked at her angrily leaving her back, shook her head, and followed her.

Walking aimlessly along the moat, Lan Lingyu walked very quickly, and the anger in her heart seemed to be about to be released in this way.

She didn't know where this anger came from. She only knew that facing Feng Xitang, it would be useless to be in vain that she was extremely smart. She could see through all the conspiracies and be able to survive in such a chaotic world, but she just couldn't do anything to Feng Xitang!

He kicked away a stone hard and fell into the river with a thud. Lan Lingyu was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

After a moment, Qingqian's cough came, and Feng Xitang couldn't stop coughing and walked over.

He was already in poor physical strength, so he held a green willow by the river, coughing and adjusting his breathing.

When Lan Lingyu saw his pale face, she could only bear it and not look at him.

Feng Xitang slowly stopped coughing, and did not speak. He leaned against the tree trunk and looked at the cold half-crescent moon hanging in the sky.

After all, it was autumn and the night wind became colder. The indifferent voice of Lan Lingyu slowly spread out in the wind, "... The Regent of the Lan family, my grandfather, like Ye Zhilan, are the most ruthless people in the world. They have nothing but the moon in their hearts. My father hangs himself in front of the ancestors and ancestors in front of the ancestors...

That day was my birthday, fifteen years ago today…”

That year, she was only four years old, confused and saw her father hanging on the beam with his own eyes.

The eldest son of the prime minister's family is famous all over the world. Outsiders only think that he died of illness at a young age. Only the Lan family knows that he was forced to death. "The Lan family has been a famous political family since the beginning of the founding of Biyue. They have produced five prime ministers and three princes and tutors. My grandfather's disciples are everywhere in the world. The Lan family is in the limelight. My father was highly expected since childhood, but he does not want to embark on the career of officialdom. He wants to live a life of poetry and painting, a free and free life,

He is famous and well-known, and is a well-known talent... Grandpa forced him to take the exam, forced him to become an official, forced him to take over the burden of the Lan family for the world. He was unhappy. I have never seen my father laugh..." "The late emperor was unrighteous, but he was very suspicious. He could not do without the support of the Lan family in the court, and he had to beware of the Lan family's growth. His father became a chess piece for the late emperor to play against his grandfather. He was dismissed from office, reinstated, exiled, and recalled... Dad once begged grandpa to let him go free and stay away from the officialdom. He was willing to leave

Kailan's family can also be a fraud, but grandpa said...unless he really dies, his surname is Lan, and he will live for Biyue for the rest of his life... Later, my father would rather die than be a chess piece at his mercy..."

"My elder brother and I don't want to be chess pieces, and we don't want to get involved in power struggles. My elder brother left home early, and I...I'm the same as my father..."

Lan Lingyu walked to Feng Xitang, stretched out her arm, and slowly lifted her sleeves.

The silk sleeve was pulled apart, and a huge hideous scar was winding on the right arm, from the wrist to the shoulders.

"You" Lan Lingyu sneered faintly, "I am the martial arts genius with a very skeleton in your mouth. Grandpa never thought that the Lan family could actually produce a martial arts genius like me. After my father died, grandpa handed me over to Ye Zhilan because Ye Zhilan needed a successor and the other could inherit the secret of forgetting heart.

As the successor of the number one master of Biyue, always protect the Biyue's country, always protect the Ye family royal family, I am the one they selected, a pawn like my father..." "At the age of ten, I finally figured out why my father died, why my elder brother left the Lan family early... A man is innocent, he guilty himself with a treasure... Dad's talent, brother's wisdom, my roots and bones, these are the shackles that we cannot escape. I sacked my martial arts, cut open my arms with a sword, and cut them off

Eight extraordinary meridians…”

Her bloody arms, but she couldn't feel any pain.

Standing in front of Ye Zhilan, she smiled for the first time, and she would never have to be controlled by anyone.

Ye Zhilan treats her as her successor, plots power, martial arts secrets, and recognizes people and controls the heart... She has passed on her own, and of course she knows what kind of person Ye Zhilan is, and Ye Zhilan also knows her complete details.

Feng Xitang looked at the scars on her arm, shocking, ten years old... she was just a child, so much suffering... "I paid a huge price to get freedom and get rid of the fate of being a chess piece, but I... met you again..." Lan Lingyu looked at Feng Xitang under the moonlight, slowly closed her eyes and lowered her head, "Ye Zhilan is the person I don't want to mess with, and the Feng family is the thing I should not be contaminated... I

How stupid is he that he will walk back to this dead end by himself. Why am I?"

Why, do it even though you know it cannot be done.

Why, we have to go against Ye Zhilan.

Why, we must strive to protect the Feng family.

Why, you have to hear a word of like from you.

The answer was already very obvious, and it was about to come out. Feng Xitang looked at her and slowly spoke, "You..."

"Yes," interrupted Feng Xitang's words, Lan Lingyu looked up at him and smiled desolately, "It's this why. I said that no one will be nice to another person without condition. It's not family affection or friendship. What is that... you should know."

Feng Xitang frowned, and his calm heart shook slightly because of her smile.

It just shook, but it made some ripples.

She was nearly ten years younger than him, but she had suffered more than he had experienced. Now, she is to him again...

But what can a dying person like him respond to her?

She has great years and should not be disappointed by him, and they should not have any feelings for each other.

Slowly holding the warmer in his hand tightly, Feng Xitang ignored the ripples in his heart, "Miss Lan, you shouldn't have such feelings for me. You know that I can't give you any hope."

"It's hard to stop the water," Lan Lingyu's attitude was firm. "I have already had feelings for you. How do you want me to take it back? If I can take it back, then what's this feeling?"
Chapter completed!