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Lan Xin smiled meekly. After bowing, she and I slowly left the room.

I couldn't help but mutter to myself. Compared to this little girl, my acting skills can be said to be as good as a witch meeting a young one.

"Follow me!"

To my surprise, Lan Xin didn't settle her account with me, and instead skipped over the matter.

I curled my lips.

To wipe out grudges and grudges with a smile, it really wasn't like her at all!

I muttered in my heart. Looking at her solemn expression, I still obediently followed her to her courtyard.

The Tranquil Heart Pavilion still looked like a lush forest, and its winding paths looked even more elegant than a few days ago.

It had to be said that under the care of Lan Xin, the Tranquil Heart Temple became increasingly tranquil and beautiful.

She really was a cyan hearted girl!

Lan Xin led me directly through the garden in front of the house and into the main house, as if she hadn't noticed anything.

"Take the two ladies to the side room for tea!"

Chun Yu, who had been silently following behind Lan Xin, replied. Qu Xiang and Fu Ziyun wanted to leave together with the two maidservants behind me.

Although his movements were still stiff, it was still much stronger than yesterday.

I secretly exclaimed in my heart.

Was it possible that no matter if it was a man or a plant, Lan Xin's wonderful hands would change their appearance?

Lan Ling and the green bandit stared at me with inquiring expressions in their eyes.

It was only when I saw this that I felt a little better.

The two maidservants' intentions were clear. They only listened to my orders.

Even though you taught me etiquette, my servant girl is also sensible!

I smiled and nodded to them. The two maidservants smiled, bowed to Lan Xin and me, and followed Chun Yu away.

Lan Xin, who was standing under the sunlight, had a smile on her face. I don't know if it was because my eyes were blurry, but there was a hint of ridicule in that smile.

"Let's go!"

The sun's rays reflected off her white face, making me dizzy for a moment.

"Do you think these servants only want loyalty?"

A thin flame danced in her deep eyes. No matter how she looked at it, her face was filled with mockery and sadness.

By some strange accident, I thought back to that time when she blushed and said that she had someone she liked.

Could it be that the person she liked was the Prayer King?

After all, the only one who could be considered her master was King Qi.

All of a sudden, I didn't want that person to be the Prayer King.

Although Lan Xin's appearance was bright and lively, which girl wasn't so strong because of helplessness? Who wouldn't long for an unguarded harbor for their heart and soul? Who could rely on a sturdy shoulder?

A girl like her would make others want to protect her in the palm of their hands, and they would be very careful not to get hurt.

However, this was often not the case.

Those girls who were stronger and more determined in their pursuit of their dreams would often suffer even more, while those weaker and more pretentious girls would always be blessed by the heavens and would always receive the infinite sympathy and indulgence of men.

Perhaps because of this reason, I sincerely hope that Lanxin can find a man who can appreciate her and cherish her.

But … Prayer King … It was obviously not a good match.

Although I have made some sort of contract with the Pray King, if he wants to overturn the present, I will not get involved.

Although Prince Qi was of noble birth, and his mother was of the Qin family. He could be regarded as the eldest son of the direct family, the prospects were not optimistic.

The royal family had always ascended the throne, but now they had ascended the throne for two years. Not only was there no deficit in moral integrity, but the country's situation of being in the opposite direction from the previous dynasty had gradually become more stable and peaceful.

He wasn't the eldest son, nor was he the direct descendant. When the late emperor was just a nameless duke, how could he be a pure and kind person when he ascended to the throne?

In less than two years, he had managed the government that had been silent for twenty years. How could he be considered a mediocre person?

He was in his prime, and wanting to subvert his dynasty was no different from wishful thinking.

Under these circumstances, if Lan Xin followed him, it would be obvious what kind of future they would have.

How could he allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the bed? If he was a loving person, it would be best for him to not go into prison for the rest of his life.

Those lackeys, the most powerful ones, they are easy to deal with. Today, you are still a high and mighty Prince. Tomorrow, he will scold you until you are not even comparable to the mud in the stinky ditch.

"Since you are already regarded as a servant, the most important thing is naturally loyalty."

If she couldn't see what hope was, why did she need to draw an empty biscuit to make it more difficult for her to accept in the future?

Lan Xin's expression turned even colder. Her eyes were like ice and frost, making people shiver when they stared at her.

A chuckle escaped her lips.

Her voice was clear and melodious, yet now it sounded exceptionally strange.

Although she was smiling, Lan Xin didn't feel happy at all. Her hollow laughter echoed in the air.

It was clearly spring and March, yet it gave off a desolate autumn wind.

Sure enough, no matter if one was happy or angry, a beauty could force a myriad of colors to fade away.

"Let's go in!" Lan Xin herself pushed open the door of pear wood varnish, smiling as she invited me in.

Inexplicably, I felt a wave of dark energy coming from that extremely warm inner room.

When he turned back, the lazy and mocking smile on Lan Xin's face had already disappeared. It was still the same weird smile that she had always had.

Everything dissipated like mist.

But I knew in my heart that what happened just now might be the real world in Lanxin's heart.

Most people's faces were cold and their hearts were warm.

Lan Xin was the opposite. On the surface, she was close with everyone, but in reality, she had a cold personality.

As long as she didn't miss anything important, her personality was a small matter that didn't matter.

Passing by the door, he saw an sculpted stool, a tea table, a Moon Cave Gate, a teacup, a long table, a screen, and a screen. Only then did he arrive at the inner room.

I didn't expect this room to be so dark.

Lan Xin pointed to the Imperial Consort's bed at the side. She then turned around and went to rummage through the cabinets.

"Next time, keep someone by your side!"

I was looking up to admire the fine drawing of the dust, when Lan Xin's muffled voice suddenly emerged.

"If I want to kill you, you won't be able to fight back!"

Although she did not turn around, Lan Xin's tone was like a sword that had left its scabbard. The bright and sharp edge clearly showed her sharpness.

I was shocked!

If he didn't have such thoughts, he wouldn't say such words.

Remembering the agility of the Lanxin Bridge, the agility of her eyes, and the lightness of her steps, I knew that her words were not empty words.

Just as I was trying my best to calm down and calm my mind, Lan Xin arrived in front of me with a small box in her hand.

Even if I didn't want to, I couldn't help but have a closer look at her expression.

"I was just kidding!" Lan Xin's tone was innocent, with a hint of a young girl's naivety.

"I was just casually listening." I smiled and gently stroked the brilliant pattern on the side of my sleeve.

"Maybe you don't know." Lan Xin's voice was very soft. "You have a lot of Dark Guards by your side."

Many times I seemed to notice someone following me, but when I looked closely, I couldn't see even half a shadow.

I thought I was hallucinating because of my long rest.

Afterwards, he even prescribed a pill to calm his mind and take.

It doesn't seem to be my imagination!

"Do you think he would open a store for you and help you gather all sorts of information just by saying that you would help him?"

Lan Xin narrowed her eyes slightly, like a cat basking in the sun. There was a bit of charm in her elegance.

"Maybe he doesn't even know how much he cares about that person!"

"If you didn't look like her, how did you think you would be able to see him?"

Lan Xin's tone carried a faint ridicule, and her smile was as brilliant as a sunflower.

Even though I was confused, I understood what she meant.

Even though Prince Qi had thoughts of making use of me, his feelings for me were different.

When I refused him, when he was furious, when he knew that sending me to the Emperor would do a better job, when he helped me find what I wanted at all costs, I already saw the difference.

I'm just pretending I don't know!

Now that he had been seen through by Lan Xin, although he felt a little awkward, he wasn't too unhappy about it.

Lan Xin chuckled. "You already knew that!"

"He clearly knows that you're using him, but he's still willing to help you!"

If I don't see who he loves now, I'll live my life for nothing.

But I have nothing to refute.

I clearly saw that Prince Qi was deliberately indulging me, but I still let myself go.

There was a silence.

Orchid's heart was turned toward me, and through the green gauze on the windowsill, bright sunlight fell on her face, cutting out her slender figure, seeming lonely and a little bleak.

In the half-light, her drooping eyelids carried the gentleness and sadness unique to the women of Jiangnan.

"This is what I found." Lan Xin didn't turn her head to look at me. She used her hand to gently slide the box from the side near her to our side.

It was clearly the season when grass grew and birds flew, but it made people feel especially depressed.

I really want to leave this room.

"Then I'll accept it!" I smiled and reached for the box.

There was a small rosewood box and an exquisite little lock. It was just big enough to fit on one's hand, and there was a nice fragrance coming out from it.

"Let's open it and take a look!"

Although Lan Xin's tone was clear and detailed, there was still some loneliness in it.

I hesitated, then reached out and opened the box.

There was a written agreement inside, but the contents couldn't be seen.

I reached for the deed and opened it, which startled me.

How did Lan Xin do it?

Why do I think that things that never happened became so easy in her hands?

Sometimes it was like ice, sometimes it was like fire, while other times it was soft and coquettish like flowers, and at other times it was passionate like fire.

How could such an intelligent woman fall in love with the Prayer King?

That thin youth that looked like a piece of white paper, how could he be worthy of such a woman?