When people from Pingnanhou Mansion came, Leng Lanzhi was checking a greeting note.
Liusha sighed: "After several years away from Beijing, Miss Murong is finally coming back."
Murong Zhen, the eldest daughter of Zhennan Gongfu, was Leng Lanzhi's best playmate.
Although Murong Zhen was the legitimate daughter of the prince, she was not as gentle and gentle as the women of this era, and she loved wielding swords and guns the most.
Zhennan Gongfu is full of loyal men who have been stationed in the southern border all year round. Of the seven sons in the family, six have died for the country. Now there are only two male masters left, the old man and the seventh son.
Three years ago, when the seventh son came of age, he went to the border to accompany his father on guard duty.
Murong Zhen couldn't bear his father and brother fighting alone, so he decided to divorce her husband and wanted to go to the battlefield with his father and brother.
However, her husband had a deep relationship with her and did not agree with her absurd decision. Instead, he gave up his studies and took up martial arts and accompanied her to the south.
Three months ago, Mrs. Cheng became seriously ill, and Murong Zhen and his wife had to come back to take care of her.
Leng Lanzhi had a gratified smile on his face: "Ah Zhen is luckier than me. He is entrusted to his beloved."
Liusha disagreed: "The princess is the happiest and luckiest person in the world. If the former prince-in-law doesn't cherish the princess, he is blind! I believe that there will soon be someone who is a thousand times or ten thousand times better than the former prince-in-law." Someone appears, holds the princess in his hand, and puts it on the tip of his heart!"
Leng Lanzhi nodded her head helplessly: "You! That's right! It's so embarrassing!"
Liusha giggled: "What people say is from their hearts and the truth. Why should you be shy?"
Outside the door, a woman wearing a second-class maid's uniform hung her hands by her side, her rough fingers curled tightly into her fists, almost scratching her palms.
Lian Zhi, who was guarding outside the door, couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Xiaorou, go back first. If you have anything to do, just let Mother Zhang talk to you."
When Xiaorou's betrayal was revealed, Leng Lanzhi saved her face. No one except Liusha knew what she had done.
The people in the mansion thought that Xiaorou had made the princess unhappy because of something, so although they sympathized with Xiaorou, they did not dislike her or say anything sarcastic.
After all, everyone knows that Xiaorou and the princess have grown up together. Who knows when the princess will calm down and take her back?
However, if the princess does not recall Xiaorou for one day, they will not take it upon themselves to pass the message in Xiaorou's place.
Xiaorou couldn't help but blush as she listened to the laughter inside.
Not daring to look at the expressions of others, she turned around and hurried back to Merlin.
"Princess, what do you have to do to forgive me?"
Leng Lanzhi didn't know that Xiaorou had come to see her for the time being, so she asked Liusha to put the invitation away. She said, "Look for the century-old ginseng plant in the treasury and the Ganoderma lucidum that my mother gave me a few days ago. Pack your things and ask Ah Zhen to take them with her when she leaves."
"yes!"
At this time, the housekeeper suddenly came to report that it was someone from Pingnan Hou Mansion who wanted to see him.
Leng Lanzhi guessed what Shen Yizhi wanted to do, and said calmly: "No."
The butler responded and stepped back.
Liusha sneered: "Is it okay to know the princess now? It's too late!"
Leng Lanzhi smiled and said nothing.
Not to mention that she had already fallen out with Ping Nanhou Mansion, and it was impossible for them to deal with this mess anymore.
Even if there was no falling out, if Shen Yizhi did such a bastard thing, she would not be able to wipe her ass against her conscience.
Three days later, Murong Zhen came to visit.
We haven't seen each other for three years. The former boudoir lady has now grown into a heroic female hero, with sharp features that have been battle-hardened in her eyes.
However, this fierceness faded a lot after meeting Leng Lanzhi, and was replaced by a gentle smile: "I have met the princess."
Leng Lan stepped forward, held Murong Zhen's hand, and was stunned for a moment.
Murong Zhen grew up in a family of military generals and had been practicing martial arts with his father and brother since he was a child. There was always a thin layer of calluses on his palms.
After not seeing each other for three years, the once thin calluses have turned into old calluses, which are not comfortable to the touch.
Leng Lanzhi's heart felt like being pricked by a fine needle, and there was a faint pain: "Azhen, you have worked hard these years..."
"Defending the homeland and the country is the mission of every soldier. I will only feel happy when I fight for my mission. How can it be hard?" Murong Zhen smiled heartily: "Princess, you should be happy for me."
Leng Lanzhi looked at the sincere smile between her eyebrows and smiled too: "Yes, I am happy for you and envious of you."
Most of the noble ladies in the capital were restrained by etiquette and rules, but Murong Zhen lived a free and unrestrained life, like a bloody horse running loose on the grassland, so hot and bright.
She also has good taste and chooses someone who will firmly protect her throughout her life.
As a good friend, Leng Lan was very happy for her.
"I'm happy for you too." Murong Zhen toasted Leng Lan: "You can see through the vicious thoughts of the person next to you early, and you can escape the sea of suffering early."
Except for his father and mother, no one dared to mention this in front of Leng Lan.
Leng Lanzhi was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his glass of wine: "Azhen, what happened six years ago... I'm sorry."
This time Murong Zhen was silent.
After a long time, she said: "Actually, I have always regretted it."
