If you can't get it in this life, why not let go freely and fulfill her, and why not fulfill yourself.
The wind howled by, and guards in various uniforms from various stalls not far away surrounded Dugu Xiao in the middle, forming a protective circle.
Lin Qingran stood in front of the stall, looking at Dugu Xiao's back gradually being submerged in the crowd. He gathered up his cloak and felt a little chilly in his body.
She sat down alone, picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured a glass for herself, and drank it all in one gulp. The warm liquid stayed down her throat, making her feel spicy and uncomfortable.
She has no regrets. People's hands are only so big and can only grasp so much. In this life, there will always be people who let them down. As long as they can grasp the most important one, it is enough.
At this time, she suddenly wanted to see him eagerly, and then smiled bitterly. He should be thousands of miles away at this time, how could she meet him?
"Lian Yue, Lian Xin." She said to the figure who appeared behind her at an unknown moment, "Take me for a walk to Prince Yun's Mansion." Since he can't be seen in person, where he once lived,
Being infected by his breath is the happiest thing at this time.
"Now?" Lian Yue was stunned, and Lian Xin's eyes widened, obviously not expecting Lin Qingran to make such a ridiculous request.
"Yes!" She nodded, solemnly and sincerely.
What can Lian Xin and Lian Yue do? Let alone King Yun's numerous warnings before leaving, they absolutely cannot wrong their master, even they themselves. Although they find Lin Qingran's request a bit unbelievable, they are not unable to agree to it.
So, Lian Yue and others surrounded Lin Qingran and headed to Prince Yun's Mansion, far and away from the palace.
After all, we are not on the same road, and we have long been destined to be divided into the north and the south.
Different from the overwhelming bustle outside, Prince Yun's Mansion, where the master is not around, seems increasingly lonely, even a little lonely.
At such a moment, the arrival of Lin Qingran naturally caused the concierge to be surprised, but then he opened the door with a smile and introduced Lin Qingran in with unusual respect.
The manager of the mansion smiled so hard that the wrinkles between his brows could kill a fly. He obviously expressed his eager welcome to Lin Qingran for coming late at night and accompanied Lin Qingran for a walk in the mansion.
After walking for a while, Lin Qingran said with a smile: "Manager Yun, it's getting late. You should rest early. I'll walk alone. Wait a minute and go back by myself."
Manager Yun was not polite, smiled and nodded, turned to leave, but after starting, he stopped again, turned to look at Lin Qingran, and said: "The waterside pavilion in Prince Yun's Mansion is very beautiful. Princess, you might as well go and have a look."
Lian Xin and Lian Yue looked at Manager Yun in astonishment: The waterside pavilion is a forbidden area in the palace, what is the manager doing?
Although they were puzzled, they did not expose Mr. Yun. They had no doubts about Mr. Yun. If anyone in Prince Yun's palace was the most loyal to Mr. Yun, there was no one other than Mr. Yun.
Manager Yun has never married, and he regards the prince as his own child. He has been trusting him for decades, otherwise he would not have handed over the huge Prince Yun's palace to Manager Yun.
Now Manager Yun must have his reasons for saying this.
Lin Qingran felt the deep meaning in Manager Yun's words. She didn't know what was so special about the waterside pavilion, so Manager Yun pointed it out, but she nodded calmly: "Since Manager Yun said this, Xiaoran naturally wanted to take a look.
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The clever girl led Lin Qingran to the waterside pavilion.
Lin Qingran was walking in Prince Yun's Mansion. He was not confused by the gorgeous and elegant delicacy, but he could feel the huge space and the breath of that person spreading everywhere. He breathed deeply, as if he could get closer to that person in this way.
Closer, closer still.
His breath was everywhere, and she was in a trance, as if she saw him standing under the moon, wearing a white shirt with a flutter, his eyes gentle, and his smile warm, just like the lake in March, quiet and cool, far away from the dust.
Lin Qingran smiled slowly, her smile was like a phoenix on the lake, so soft and light.