Rebirth of Concubine The World

Chapter 463 Yingxin seeks peace and separation, He Lanhuo's counterattack (5)
He Lanhuo ignored Xiangyun Nunnery before, and only focused on the Prince's Mansion, so he didn't notice anything.

But now, since He Lanhuo discovered this doubtful point, He Lanhuo would take this opportunity to find out the truth!
Lan Yingxin tightly grasped the clothes on her chest, and said in a low voice: "I, I told Master Jingyun, and I only told her. Then, after I left Xiangyun nunnery, I was entangled by the assassin .”

That's right, she heard He Lanhuo's analysis that day, and knew that someone in the palace must have plotted against her, making her infertile for seven whole years.At this moment, the joy in Lan Ying's heart was overwhelmed by worry.She involuntarily went to Xiangyun Nunnery to seek comfort, and was enlightened by Master Jingyun.

But I was wrong, this seemingly benevolent master is actually just a jackal in sheep's clothing!
It was her own stupidity that killed her unborn child, Lan Ying was heartbroken!

"Huo'er, Huo'er, these people are really going too far." Lan Yingxin's eyes were full of tears.

"How could they not let go of the child in my womb? How could they be so cruel? Huo'er, we can't let these people go, absolutely!"

He Lanhuo comforted Lan Yingxin, and Lan Yingxin gradually calmed down.

Immediately, He Lanhuo said softly: "A mere Xiangyun nunnery is nothing. As long as this matter is really related to Xiangyun nunnery, I will naturally not stand idly by."

Lan Yingxin suddenly revealed a sad look: "It's just that I'm bothering you..."

He Lanhuo interrupted her: "Yingxin, you don't have to think that way, this matter is definitely not that simple, and it is not a mere means of fighting for favor. I believe there is a huge conspiracy in it, which is inseparable from the whole Dayin Therefore, I took this matter but definitely not only for you!"

Although Lan Yingxin knew that He Lanhuo's words were to comfort herself, she was grateful in her heart.

Only then did she realize that there was not only love in her heart, but also hatred.Father's decision was right. There is no place in this world that can truly escape disputes, and the same is true of the so-called pure places of Buddhism.Wanting to become a monk is nothing more than Lan Yingxin's desire to escape from everything.

Converting to Buddhism is undoubtedly a retreat that Lan Yingxin has designed for herself in her heart, but in her heart, Xiangyun Nunnery is no different from a paradise.Now Lan Yingxin felt an indescribable anger and bewilderment.

He Lanhuo then sent a post to Lan Yingxin.

"Spring is here, and it's useless to be bored at home. Now the willows on both sides of the Weihe River are green and the breeze is warm. Why don't you go for a walk."

On both sides of the Wei River, as soon as spring comes, there are two or threes of noble women who go to have a rest and play, and they are very happy.

Originally, Lan Yingxin wanted to say that she was divorced, and she really didn't want to show up in front of others, but when she met He Lanhuo's bright eyes, Lan Yingxin couldn't say anything against it.After all, He Lanhuo had good intentions, if he refused, it would hurt He Lanhuo's heart.

He Lanhuo looked at Lan Yingxin and said, "Now you have an engagement with Mu Tianfeng, but you don't know what kind of person Mu Tianfeng is?"

Lan Yingxin pondered slightly, and then said: "He is a hero, and it is a grievance to let him marry me. In fact, Dad admires him very much, and he is also a good person."

He Lanhuo felt that Lan Yingxin praised Mu Tianfeng very much, but there was an indescribable alienation in this compliment.

Maybe one of Lan Ying's hearts is already cold, so it's hard to fall in love with anyone else.

He Lanhuo's heart trembled, she had seen a pair of similar eyes before, she had seen it from her own pupils.Those are eyes that have lost the enthusiasm of their lover.

"Then, how do you feel about Mu Tianfeng?"

Facing He Lanhuo's gentle questioning, Lan Yingxin was a little embarrassed: "He always gives me some small gifts. Maybe Dad reminded him that he always ordered someone to give me some of my favorite pastries, and he was very careful. Sometimes , he would ask me out for a walk together. But when I go out, I always meet strange eyes from others. I know he has good intentions, but I still feel very awkward in my heart. "

The strange eyes of those people made Lan Ying feel difficult to face.

"Maybe he just has good intentions and can't bear to make you unhappy."

What He Lanhuo said made Lan Yingxin a little strange. She felt that He Lanhuo seemed to have a good impression of Mu Tianfeng.

Lan Yingxin opened the window, but saw the continuous spring rain falling one after another.

Spring in the capital of Dayin is a season of continuous rain. Whenever this time, there will always be continuous drizzle for several days.

The crystal drops of water gently slid over the eaves and formed bead curtains on the window sill, just like Lan Ying's complicated mood, really a little bit in her heart.

Every spring, the royal family of Dayin would inevitably go to the eastern suburbs of the capital for the spring festival.

The Dayin royal family believed in the gods, and believed that the annual sacrifice would make the god of agriculture happy, and then the next year would be smooth and the country peaceful and the people safe.

A procession meanders along, and on the snow-white altar stands the statue of the god of agriculture. The sacrifices are mainly grains, accompanied by melons and fruits of a certain size.On one side of the snow-white Saturn statue stands a graceful statue of a goddess.

According to the rumors, the God of Agriculture and the God of Sang were originally a pair, so the God of Sang stood beside the God of Agriculture.

With the palms facing up, Emperor Yin offered the fragrance after saluting.After everyone saluted one after another, dozens of dancers who came immediately, wearing colorful clothes and masks like ghosts and gods, began to dance lightly on the snow-white sacrificial altar.

I saw these colorfully dressed dancers holding copper bells in their right hands and a mulberry tree in their left hands.

It is said that the god of agriculture will come when he hears the bell, and he will give rainwater to moisten the land.Along with the dance, the bells in the hands of these dancers are also tinkling, which contains a strange rhythm, as if they are really communicating with the gods in the sky.

The sacrificial ceremony was only halfway through, when the sky began to rain continuously, and the rain hit Emperor Yin's clothes one after another, wet the delicate dragon pattern on the clothes.The palace servants on the side hurriedly handed over the canopy, fearing that Emperor Yin would be soaked, but Emperor Yin pushed it away.

"The spring rain is like beads, it is the blessing of the God of Agriculture, this is a good omen, why dodge?"

He allowed the rain to wet his body, but his eyes revealed a bit of distance and depth.

(End of this chapter)