Too Many Husbands

Chapter 66 The Death of Firefly (6)

This night, some people wept sadly, some people were full of melancholy, and of course some people were frightened.

In the early morning of the next day, Lan You, who hadn't fallen asleep the night before, took a sleepy nap in the wee hours of the morning.

The morning sunlight shone in through the carved windows, scattered on the woman's porcelain-like transparent side face, and cast a small shadow.

"It's not good, the big thing is not good! Your lord!" A young man broke in, Lan You was still a little sleepy, and made artificial eyes with his slender hands, a little annoyed at the person who suddenly came in and disturbed her dream.

Immediately, she adjusted her mood, and said lightly: "Speak, what's your business. If you have nothing important to say, you will be punished to death if you trespass into my king's room."

"Yes... yes..." The servant was frightened by Lan You's words, and began to stutter, "It's like this, Your Highness, this servant is the servant of Young Master Yingluo, and I went to Young Master Yingluo as usual this morning, and found that Yingluo Mr. Luo's clothes are all gone, and no one can find them, but there is a letter on the table, and I came here to report it to you, my lord."

While talking, the boy presented the letter to Lan You.

Lan You took the letter, opened it and read it, the content of the letter was very simple:
If you have no intention,

I don't care.

time in a hurry,

All for passers-by.

don't look for me

萤落
"Pa-ta--" the letter fell to the ground, and Lan You's heart felt as if a piece had been dug out by someone, and it kept stinging. It seemed that only by finding him could her heart be complete.

Without further ado, Lan You immediately stepped out of the door, and when passing by the stable, he heard the groom in the stable shouting: "Young Master Yingluo snatched a fast horse and left the house..."

"What are you talking about?" Lan You's tone was as cold as an ice pick.

When the grooms saw Lan You, they immediately knelt down and said, "See the lord, the servants are talking about the matter that Mr. Yingluo snatched a horse and left the mansion this morning."

"When did he go out, and went in that direction." Lan You still asked coldly, at this moment she was always thinking about that person in her heart.

"It should have been a quarter of an hour ago, and I haven't run far. I remember that Mr. Yingluo rode a horse and headed towards the west of the back mountain..." The grooms replied respectfully.

When they finished speaking, Lan You had long since disappeared.

Lan You rode the thousand-mile white horse he had set off for the expedition, and chased westward.

She didn't understand, she wanted to chase him back and ask him what kind of spell he cast on her to make her like this...

And in the prince's mansion,
Then the steward brought a large group of people to the stable, and the steward asked, "Where did the prince go?"

The grooms replied honestly: "Report to the butler, the prince has gone after Young Master Yingluo, and they are heading towards the west of Back Mountain."

When the butler heard this, he was shocked!

"What, where did the lord and the others go!? There is only one road over there, and it leads to the abyss. Hurry up, or the lord will be in danger, and our lives will not be saved!" The housekeeper hurriedly got up. Ma, took a large group of people out of the palace.

At this time, Lan You saw a white dot flashing not far away.When she got closer, she finally saw clearly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, it was him.

When Yingluo saw Lan You approaching him slowly, he gave the horse a hard lash.The throbbing horse went crazy and ran forward desperately.

As a result, the distance between Lanyou and Yingluo widened a lot.

At this time, the steward's men also caught up, and when the steward saw Lan You, he shouted desperately, "My lord, it's dangerous. There's an abyss ahead, don't go there."

Hearing the steward's words, instead of stopping the horse, Lan You made it run forward even harder.

Hope it's still in time.

Seeing that there was no way ahead, Yingluo thought to herself: Maybe death is also a kind of relief, but I just feel sorry for the horse.

Let me see you again, the love of my life.Maybe we don't have a next life.

Yingluo turned her face away and took a deep look at Lan You who was galloping towards him on horseback in the distance, as if she was saying her last farewell.

Suddenly, Yingluo felt that she was already in the air, and her body was constantly falling.

In this life, he has no regrets.

"No—" Watching a person and a horse fall from the cliff, Lan You's face that had been frozen for a hundred years finally showed a crack.

PS: This is the first chapter, I hope everyone will support it, and the next chapter will not be abused~~ Voters, thank you~~ Yingluo’s little poem was edited by me.
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