The Enchanting Empress Dowager is Really Poisonous

Queen Mother Chapter 9

"Ama!"

Sending Lanze to his yard, Leng Ye turned and left, but was called by Lanze, turned and looked at him: "Is something wrong?"

Lan Ze looked at Leng Ye, hesitated, and then said, "Ah, don't come to me in the future!"

Leng Yan took a few steps and stood before him: "Give me a reason!"

Lan Ze looked at Leng Yan, and said sincerely, "Although I don't know what A-ma's identity is, he will certainly not be an ordinary person. I don't say anything that is not indiscriminate, but our identity is not suitable for friends!"

"I'm very happy to meet you here, but we are destined to be here only. In the future ... it's better for Ayi to not know me! Also, Xuan Wang's character is perverse, not as unscrupulous as it seems, Ayi is still a little Touch him! "

Leng Yan looked at his face, she knew that every sentence he said at the moment was sincere, but she would not let go because of the kindness of others, looking at the sun that had begun to fall, and the light of the evening would be the whole sky Dyed with a deep color: "Lanza! What do you mean by sunset?"

Lan Ze did not expect that she asked this suddenly, and looked up at Skyrim: "Late or end!"

Leng Yan shook his head: "You're wrong! You are resigning from the old!"

"Today's sun goes down and tomorrow's sun rises again. That's a new day. Today has passed. Everything you did before today can't be changed, but everything after today is in your own hands and you should live tomorrow. It ’s all in your thoughts! ”

Lan Ze looked at Leng Yan, and finally there was a ripple in his silent eyes, but he didn't say a word!

Leng Ye didn't want him to answer himself, patted his sleeves: "I'm back! Since you don't want me to come, I won't come, but if you change your mind one day, go to Weiyang Palace to find me! "

After speaking, he gave him a slight glance, and then left without stopping!

Lan Ze looked at the direction of her departure. She didn't return to her for a long time. She knew everything, seemingly casual, but she saw more than anyone else, more clearly than anyone else! She could tell herself so calmly that she was obviously not angry with him. Should he be lucky?

Lanze turned around, and a middle-aged man with a limped leg came out of the broken house on the side, a sullen face with yellow wax, and although his eyes were cloudy, they shone with a sharp luster that was too dare to ignore. One scene he saw in his eyes: "His Royal Highness! What are you still hesitating about? What a woman knows, why can't you see clearly!"

Lanze knew what he was talking about, and felt a bit of pain when he looked at all kinds of faces: "Uncle Ning! I didn't see it clearly, but when he was young, he treated me like a mother and even saved my life many times. How can I start? "

Uncle Ning sighed helplessly: "You can't learn the cruelty of your father and king, but you learned the indecisiveness of your mother-in-law!"

"But that position doesn't suit me, and even if I won it, I wouldn't sit still!"

Uncle Ning shook his head when he heard the words, what can he say? Maybe the time is immature, you can't be too impatient in the end!

Uncle Ning limped away, leaving him alone to stand in this quiet place, his fists in his sleeves kept clenching, and every time Uncle Ning left disappointed, his heart was like a knife twisted, how can he Tell him that he is not unintentional. How can he tell his own problems? How could he come to this place without the knowledge that the mother-in-law was still alive, slave-likely humiliated?

But thinking that the mother-in-law is still in their hands, and those aunts who regard themselves as relatives, what else can he do besides endure?

A drop of blood dripped from the sleeve, and there was only pain and forbearance in that handsome face. A teenager less than twenty had already tasted the bitterness and coldness of the world, and the depressed anger and hatred were scarlet at the bottom of the blue copper basin. A little spark, after being quiet enough, just wait for that momentary eruption, I wonder what kind of glory then?