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535 The Dust of the Past: Wu Xun Lu Lan Extra Twenty-two

[535 Dust of the Past: Wu Xun Lu Lan Extra (Twenty Two)]
Lu Lan went to Langye this time and felt depressed as never before. The baby was already two months old and snow was falling in the sky.
When she was waiting for the white dragon to pick her up at the foot of the mountain, she saw a young man walking forward wearing a raincoat and a cape. His plain clothes seemed to blend into the snow, and he walked slowly, leaving footprints.
, there was a clear and crisp sound.
The boy's boots are very beautiful, white and embroidered with peach blossoms. They don't look feminine at all when worn on him, and they are full of charm.
He settled in front of Lu Lan, took off his cloak, brushed the fine snow off his shoulders, revealing a beautiful face with red lips and white teeth, and a jade-like face. He said: "Girl, your painting is ready."
The young man's demeanor was elegant, and he took out a scroll and handed it over, "I met Wu Xun three years ago. After chatting, I agreed to paint a painting for the girl for him. Wu Nai has been entangled in trivial matters and has not been able to show up. Recently, I have been resting a lot.
I am recuperating in the Peach Blossom Valley, so I painted this painting in my spare time. I will leave the trouble for the girl to Mr. Wu Xun, and he will help me to solicit my kindness, so that's all."
Lu Lan unfolded the scroll and saw that it was her appearance when she was about fourteen years old. She turned her head and looked at the seventeen-year-old boy with a simple and elegant posture, and asked: "You and I have never met each other. How can we just rely on Wu Xun's narration?"
, can you draw me like this so accurately?"
It's very similar, even the expression and charm are very well grasped.
"The girl looks very much like someone I've seen before," the young man smiled, looking extremely handsome, "but although the appearance is similar, the expression is different."
Lu Lan's first instinct was that the person he saw was his sister.
Her mother was well aware of the fate of the Cang Wu Clan and deliberately stayed away from it, so even before she died, she would definitely try her best to protect this child.
It is difficult to find someone in a vast sea of ​​people. Even if they look similar, if you leave behind the bones and lose all the clues, it will still be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack, right?
"How is she?" Lu Lan asked for no reason, "Your friend."
"A little timid and a little lonely." A smile appeared in the corner of the young man's eyes. "On my birthday, I am actually happy."
Lu Lan stopped asking. She stared at the scroll, pointed at the blank space and said, "Just put your seal. This is your hand after all."
The young man thought for a moment, stepped forward, took out a rectangular box and a black bottle containing finely ground ink from his arms, dropped a few drops on the tip of his nose, held the pen on his wrist, and as he turned, three more hairs appeared under the pen.
A flowing name, Jun Wuxun.
Seeing this, Lu Lan said impatiently: "Young man, you should use your own name. This is fraud."
"Back then, I didn't seek your words, and I used paintings to explain my lovesickness." The young man smiled, "It's not me who thinks about the girl all the time."
Her heart sank again for no reason, she stopped talking and accepted the painting.
Seeing that the boy was about to leave, she asked as if remembering, "By the way, what's your name?"
"My surname is Qi." He slowly put away his things, straightened his cloak, and nodded slightly, "Everyone calls me sir."
"Mr. Qi?"
She murmured, and when she came back to her senses, the young man of the same age as herself had disappeared into the vast snow and mist...
Looking up again, he found that the cloak he had left on the treetop next to him was unknown at some point.
He is also a gentleman.
Lu Lan covered his head with a cloak. When he turned around, he saw Jun Wuxun standing in front of him in a field of white snow.
The cold wind picked up slightly, and his snow-colored clothes slid with the wind, refreshing and elegant, but with a little loneliness and aloofness.
Lu Lan walked over, and he regained his warmth, took off his cloak, and put it on her shoulders. His voice was gentle but still gentle, "Girl, let's go home."
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Because she cared too much, Lu Lan did not hide anything. She told Jun Wuxun everything about her identity, what happened a hundred years ago, the oath, and the situation she is facing now... At the end of the day, her words "we
It seemed like we couldn't be together, and it turned into a very bland sentence, "I want to protect my clan, and I also want to keep this child."
Only he was not mentioned.
She knew that her words were harsh, but if she hadn't said so, she didn't know if she would shed tears and be unable to continue speaking.
"Well", he was taking her pulse and stroking her abdomen with one hand. When he heard her words, there was no surprise on his face. Maybe he already knew it, maybe he was indifferent by nature, but he just responded with such a calm word, and then
He held her hand and said, "I'm a bit cold, so don't go out in the wind for the next two days."
Lu Lan also responded, and the two of them were silent...
"Wait a moment." Jun Wuxun stood up slowly and said, "I'll go order lunch."
Lu Lan responded again and couldn't help but hold his abdomen with both hands. He looked at him and was about to walk out the door, and suddenly said to the back, "Today, you should give the child a good name first."
Jun Wuxun stood still for a moment without turning around, "Girl, you don't want me anymore?"
He asked, his voice was very soft.
Lu Lan suddenly cried...
He seemed to sense something, turned around and walked back, leaned over to wipe away her tears. Although his face was dimmed, he still comforted her in a low voice: "My dear, I will help you guard, don't be afraid."
Lu Lan burst into tears.
How could she be so heartless!
How could she be willing to be so heartless towards him...
Lu Lan's tears burst into tears instantly, and she hugged him, tears like beads on a string sprinkling on his clothes, "Don't leave, stay with me, Jun Wuxun, you are not allowed to go anywhere, I only want you, no one else..."
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The mother-in-law has been waiting for her response in Cangwu.
However, she stayed in Langye for the winter and never returned to the town once.
She knew that she was very willful, but her only wish now was to give birth to the child with peace of mind, and then talk about family affairs and love affairs after keeping the child safe.
As her belly swelled day by day, her identity no longer needed to be concealed. Goshawk and Phoenix often stayed in Langxie Palace to take care of her. Occasionally Phoenix would scold her, saying that as a spirit girl, she was doing something stupid.
But he was always pushed away by the goshawk, saying that his eyes were out of sight and his ears were also clean.
Lu Lan became more and more sleepy. It was common for her to lie down in the boudoir prepared by Jun Wuxun and sleep all day long. Sometimes when her legs and feet were swollen, Jun Wuxun would carefully massage her blood vessels and muscles at night and wrap his arms around her.
Have a good night's sleep.
He was always busy, sometimes going to Jun's house, sometimes to Si Xuan, but as before, he would rush back on the same day just to have dinner with her.
Chapter completed!
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