Chapter 241

After he Lanxin was reprimanded by he Lanqin, although he didn't want to, he didn't want to provoke his cousin's suspicion for no reason. Every time he saw Yi people coming, he would subconsciously avoid it.

However, after repeated contact, she felt that the girl called Xiaolu was quite in line with her own temperament. Other people were more hypocritical and artificial, but she liked to smile and was not afraid.

He Lanxin is not a deep-seated person. He knows how many things are going on, but he is too lazy to do them and care about them. He Lanqin's warning slowly faded, and he made friends with the Iraqi again. However, the Iraqi always looked at himself in a daze and asked him to be careful of his liver beating. He really couldn't figure it out.

Is it true that master Feng Jiu said: he has a very good-looking face?

After a few days like this, Helan Tianan talked with Helan Qin every day to discuss the future trend of the Chinese dynasty and Suiyuan. Tianan tried to persuade Helan Qin to help himself wholeheartedly, but he Lanqin always looked around and said that he was perfunctory and didn't take it seriously at all.

He Lan Tian'an didn't dare to show his anxiety, but he left the palace for so long that things in the court were delayed. He didn't have much time. The words of these two days are also getting sharp. He Lanqin sees it in his eyes and shakes his head secretly: it's the youth's nature of mind.

However, there is a lack of years.

This day finally came to the last step. He Lan Tian'an set the bottom line and only said that he LAN Qin helped himself this time. In the future, the imperial court's policy can be relaxed about Suiyuan, which almost means releasing sovereignty.

Helanqin pondered, "there will be a lantern party in Suiyuan tonight. It's better for your majesty to play the lantern party. We'll discuss this problem in the evening." after a pause, he said: "at that time, the minister will give your majesty a satisfactory answer."

He Lan responded peacefully. He remembered that he didn't have time to take care of the path during this time. Today, he just took her out to play. Maybe he could capture the beauty's heart. He read it like this and asked the attendant, "where has the path gone?"

The attendant looked embarrassed. "Xiaodao went out with the new young master and said he was attending the lantern party..."

Helan Tianan was holding a green tea cup. When he heard that the veins on the back of his hand were violent, the tea cup broke into powder.

The people on one side were scared to death.

Iraqis really hang out with Helan Xin. They get along well. They don't have the flowery guts of Helan Tianan at all. Yan Yan smiles all the way. He Lanxin has been with Feng Jiu for so many years. Although he is lazy, he has become a scholar of erudition. Casually pointing to a scene or thing, you can tell an allusion. When I heard the stars in my eyes, I almost loved my son who was good-looking.

For example, he told a story about Cheng's baby, about how loyal a minister pushed his son to death in order to save the descendants of the Lord's son.

When she heard the speech, she said, "what's wrong with the baby?"? I don't think so.

He Lanxin heard it in his ears and felt the same as he felt at that time: why should the descendants of the master be more expensive than their own children? It's just innocent people.

It's just their own argument. Many people think they are selfish. Now I hear that Xiaolu is the same conclusion, and now she is cited as a confidant.

After such three times of collusion, they immediately became acquainted with each other and hooked up.

One person said, "brother Xiaolu, look at the story on the lantern. In fact, it's the most pedantic. You don't have to splash blood in the Lingxiao hall when you say that you are loyal to the king. There are more things to do alive than dead."

Another echoed, "Xiaoxin is right. It's obviously to find a fair reason to escape, which is the most undesirable."

He Lanxin added, "Why are so many people giving me lanterns along the way? And they are all women?"

The Iraqi smiled so that his eyes bent, "because you have good genes and look like your father."

"You haven't seen my father again. He Lanxin is a little gloomy looking at the bright lights all over the street." in fact, I also forget what my father looks like. "

"Do you want to know what he looks like?" Yi still looked at him with a smile. He said, "I'll show you."

Helanxin turned her head and looked at her in surprise.

Under the lights, Yi's eyes are gentle, which makes Helan's heart palpitation.

It was a strange throb, as if it had something to do with her.

He was born in the valley and had never been in contact with the opposite sex. Moreover, he knew that the relationship between Feng Jiu and Lu Chuan was almost vague, whether it was a man or a man and a woman.

After the throbbing, he Lanxin suddenly said: is this the legendary heart?

Thinking about it like this, Helan's new eyes began to be impure. Confused, he unconsciously dodged, "there is a calligraphy and painting shop in front. We can borrow some pen, ink and paper - but I don't believe you can draw it."

She was speechless and ran over. The boss was picking the lantern with the riddle from the eaves. When he came back, he saw two immortal figures coming out of the light and shadow and breathed. The two beauties had stopped in front of him.

She wore the most common maidservant skirt in the palace, and Helan Xinze brocade and white satin, dressed like a graceful young master.

"Boss, we want to borrow your place." Helan's new voice is gentle and pleasant. The boss is like listening to fairy music. Respectfully let out the desk, chair, pen, ink and inkstone.

This table and chair was originally placed on the street to write the riddle on the lantern cover. After they passed by, passers-by thought that another new riddle came out and surrounded them one after another.

Unexpectedly, it was not the picturesque young master who started writing, but the pretty girl next to him.

The Iraqi dipped his brush in ink and hung it on rice paper for a long time with his wrist straight.

How to draw ah Xue?

She suddenly remembered that she never seemed to draw him wholeheartedly. At this moment, she also felt that ah Xue's various wind instruments and gestures could not appeal to the pen at all.

How can you use lines to outline you?

You are already beyond form to me.

"Well, can't you draw it?" Helan saw her hesitate for a long time and simply gave her the steps: "you haven't seen my father, how can you draw it?"

"Of course I've seen him." Yi raised his eyes and said seriously, "I'm your mother."

I'm your mother, which is often said by Iraqis.

Helan glanced at her new eyes as if she hadn't heard.

The path often goes crazy. He is used to ignoring it.

Yi finally wrote, and in the exclamation of the people, the pen went dragon and Phoenix. The outline was soon on the rice paper.

The young man in white standing against the wind, with colorful peach blossoms in the background, leaned tall and gracefully against the tree trunk, his clothes danced lightly, his fingers picked a petal and put it on his lips, and his eyes seemed to ripple out, so that everyone around him held his breath.

Suddenly someone with sharp eyes shouted, "isn't this the childe next to you?"

However, there is something different.

He Lanxin is already a beautiful man, but his beauty has less amorous feelings than the people in the painting. He looks at the city and the country.

Helan Xin's leisurely standing posture suddenly became straight. He looked at the people in the painting, his eyes moving and moving, as if some long-standing memory had been lifted. Although it was not clear, it moistened the things silently.

"Is he really my father?" he said quietly.

Yi didn't answer. He just held up the painting, blew a breath, took out his full ambition and stopped, but his eyes were red.

The nose is sour.

She is really a rough person.

After such a long time, I found that my thoughts, deep-rooted thoughts, came out of the bone marrow again.

"Of course he's not your father." after a long time, Yi cleaned up his mood and whispered, "the people in the painting can't beat one tenth of your father."

Helan Xin looked up at her with strange eyes. Obviously, she also had a lot of doubts.

Yi man glanced, "don't be surprised, I told you, I'm your mother."

That's it again.

He Lanxin automatically ignored the past and did not pursue it.

All kinds of causes in this were not clear to the parties, and the onlookers didn't understand it. They just thought that the little girl secretly loved her childe, so they took advantage of the Flower Lantern Festival to draw the childe's picture in order to be happy.

But it's a good painting.

On the spot, someone called for an offer to collect this painting - so beautiful, hanging in the room and looking at YY every day is also good.

He Lanxin naturally didn't sell it. Seeing that there were many onlookers, he first took the picture in his arms, then took Yi's hand and drilled out of the crowd.

There were boos around, kind and malicious.

He Lanxin ignored it. He just held the hand. He didn't know why. It was soft, so that he didn't want to let go all his life.

He remembered the throbbing just now and his palms were sweating.

Is it really exciting?

Is this the heart?

But why is it that there is no electricity and thunder in the book? I just feel at ease, like the fate of previous lives and the debt of this life.

After they got out, the crowd gradually dispersed. Helanxin took Yi and walked to a sparsely populated place, which released her.

"Don't think it's my father to draw a picture of me. Maybe I look like my mother."

"... fortunately, you don't look like your mother." Yi man stared at him for a moment and patted his chest to celebrate.

Helan Xin rolled her eyes. The path is confused. If you don't understand, just skip it automatically. Don't investigate.

If you pursue it, you will be confused.

"Xiao Lu, I want to ask you something, and you have to answer it seriously." the round moon slides across the sky, and the distant lanterns will still be full of voices and clear lights. He Lanxin is serious, holding Yi's shoulder and speaking seriously.

"I've always been very serious." Yi is very wronged. The truth seems to be a joke these days.

"Are you really... A cousin's woman? A concubine in the palace or a palace maid?" he Lanxin didn't care about her identity, but now he suddenly cares again. He needs to know.

"I'm his aunt." Yi answered very seriously.

He Lanxin couldn't help rolling his eyes again.

"I'm really his aunt, but he's more like my son." Yi continued to answer honestly.

As soon as her voice fell, a sneer came from her side.

However, it's definitely not from Helan Xin. Helan Xin doesn't have such a cold temper.

They turned around at the same time, but they saw that he LAN Tian'an was wearing a gray robe, integrated with the shadow of the Bush on the side, and his face was too shadowy to see.