Lan Mengdie shed tears and touched Zhuge Yun's face, "You big fool! You know Ling Haotian, there is no way he will let go of Xiao Yunyun! Haotian has done something for me that an emperor cannot do, Xiao Yun.
I can't get rid of the title of queen, so why don't you give up on me!" Before she could finish speaking, Zhuge Yun was already angry and losing his mind. He didn't care whether she was the queen or Ling Haotian's woman, he would never let her go and kissed her.
Lan Mengdie quickly pushed him away, "Xiao Yunyun, you?"
"Mengdie! What do you want from me? Is it so difficult for me to stay with you? I can't lose you anymore. I don't know how to continue to face life without you without you. Do you want me to leave this helpless world?
?" Zhuge Yun's eyes were filled with blood and his tone was extremely frustrated.
Lan Mengdie pulled him into her arms distressedly, "Xiao Yunyun, I won't let you leave me, okay! Even if Haotian opposes me, I won't let you leave me."
Zhuge Yun held Mengdie's face and wiped away her embarrassed tears, "With your words, I feel at ease. Zhuge Yun will follow you to the death."
Lan Mengdie took his hand and said, "Let's go to An Mansion. That guy might cause trouble if he goes there, so it's more reliable if you go with me."
She took Zhuge Yun's hand and strode out of the inn. Sanxian Tower was relatively close to An's Mansion. She walked for about ten minutes to An's Mansion. A little doorman hurriedly greeted her and asked, "You two are here to see the young master."
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Lan Mengdie immediately replied: "Yes!"
The little doorman said politely, "You two, please come with me."
Follow the kid to a small courtyard that looks old and gives off a gloomy feeling. It doesn't look like a place where a rich young master lives.
The plants here are lush and there are no flowers. They are all green vegetation, so it gives people a sense of mystery. Even the house is covered with wall-creepers. The densely packed green leaves seem to be very vigorous, as if this is because the young master does not like the sun very much.
, a low, mellow and sad sound suddenly came. What kind of instrument can have such a sound?
"Xiao Yunyun? What kind of sound is this?"
"He is playing the xun. If you like it, I will play it to you later."
"Really! Wow! Our little Yunyun is so amazing." She smiled sweetly at him
Zhuge Yun smiled slightly. He liked to see Mengdie's admiring eyes. The two of them approached the house side by side. It seemed darker inside, like the night, which was really embarrassing.
I could only hear the sound of the xun getting closer but could not see where the person was. The child lit a candle and saw a black figure in the dim light. His slender fingers moved slowly and rhythmically on the oval xun. The sound of the xun was like
My heart is crying, so sad and desolate. What kind of person is this young master? Why? It makes people feel so sad.
The sound of the xun stopped, and the black figure gradually came closer, and I saw his face clearly. It was pale and bloodless, and his eyes were deep and melancholy.
Lan Mengdie seemed a little embarrassed, "Uh! Hello, Master An."
He didn't say anything but made a gesture for them to sit down. Zhuge Yun looked at him in surprise. Wasn't he the young master who hated him last night?
An Chengyi also recognized him and suddenly said, "She is the person you are talking about?"
Zhuge Yun immediately nodded, "Yes!"
An Chengyi looked cheerful, while Lan Mengdie's mind was filled with questions: "Huh? You two know each other?"
"I met him last night! There was some misunderstanding, but I didn't expect him to be Master An."
"Oh! That's it!"
Suddenly, An Chengyi's voice came again, "Tell me something about Wan Ran." His tone was cold and stiff.
Lan Mengdie is really not used to this feeling. This young master An seems to be living in his own world, occasionally saying, "You are Wanran's brother, you will definitely help her, right?"
"Bang" An Chengyi answered with one word
Lan Mengdie knew that Master An was part of Wanran's gang, and it would be nice to have supporters. "Wanran entrusted me with her dream and asked me to help bury her with Mo Lang, is that okay?"
"It's very difficult!" His face turned gloomy and his expression became even more melancholy. He then said a few words: "Try to find a way."
Lan Mengdie smiled happily and felt relieved. Although this melancholic young master spoke little, it was obvious that he was the key person to help Wanran. Wanran would be able to meet Mo Lang soon, so he looked forward to it.