Feeling groggy all the way, Lan Sheng returned to his room in a daze, closed the door, huddled in the quilt, and wrapped himself tightly.
Lan Sheng firmly believes that Chang Ling likes her in her heart, but how should she face her senior sister? It was him who stole the love of her heart.
After curling up in bed all night, unable to fall asleep no matter what, my thoughts were drawn back to before meeting Chang Ling. She had never been involved in Chang Ling's past. The harder she tried to think about it, the more upset she became. Only the faint fragrance from the incense in the room could soothe her troubled heart.
It was getting brighter, and Lan Sheng fell asleep in a daze, having many trivial dreams.
Chang Ling's figure is everywhere in the dream, but he wakes up again and again, then falls asleep unwillingly, wakes up again, and the cycle repeats. Unknowingly, the pillow was already wet, and I wanted to go to the Babel Tower to catch Chang Ling immediately. Only by leaning in his arms could I feel at ease.
For two consecutive days, Lan Sheng locked herself in her room, not daring to see Zhu Ling behind closed doors. Du Ce did not run to the Rising Sun Palace anymore, and the entire Rising Sun Palace was extremely silent.
"Lan Sheng, what's wrong with you?" Zhuling held the food in one hand and knocked on Lan Sheng's door eagerly with the other.
Lan Sheng had been staying at home. Zhuling was worried that she was starving, so she often called her, but she never got a response. At this time, her face was even more worried.
"Senior sister, I'm fine." This time, Lan Sheng opened the door. Her eyes were lowered and bloodshot, and she looked haggard.
"Lan Sheng, you..." Looking at Lan Sheng's depressed face, Zhuling felt extremely distressed.
"It's because I didn't get enough rest. Senior sister, please go back first and I'll take a rest." Lan Sheng's eyes were dull and he was about to close the door as he spoke.
"Don't." Zhuling said quickly, holding the door that was about to close with one hand, and squeezed into the room in the blink of an eye, almost knocking over the food in her hand.
Lan Sheng closed the door, turned around and walked to the bed without asking Zhuling to go back.
Zhuling put the food in her hands on the table, helped Lan Sheng lie down, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault that senior sister said something too harsh a few days ago."
Lan Sheng leaned on the bedside, not wanting Zhuling to worry too much, and forced a smile on her face and said, "Sister, I'm really fine."
Zhuling looked at Lan Sheng's haggard face and messy hair, and the scenes in the back mountain came to mind.
After a brief silence, Zhuling said from her heart: "Lansheng, do you also like senior brother?"
She already had the answer to this question in her heart, but she had to ask it clearly at this moment. Hiding it in her heart was torture for both of them.
Lan Sheng stared at Zhuling with bloodshot eyes. He said nothing, his thoughts were still struggling, and he didn't know how to face Zhuling.
Lan Sheng's performance made Zhuling more certain of her suspicions, and she asked tentatively: "But you already have a family, don't you?"
"Senior sister, I lied to you that day at Tangquan Palace." Lan Sheng decided not to hide anything anymore and told everything about her experiences with Chang Ling.
"You don't have a family?" Zhuling paused, a little surprised.
"The husband I'm talking about is Chang Ling, and the precious jade was given to me by Chang Ling." Lan Sheng lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Zhu Ling.
Is your husband Chang Ling?
Suddenly, Zhuling's mind buzzed, and she became confused. She could hardly sit still, and her eyes became a little blurry.
Yes, why did he forget that his senior brother had always been very considerate to Lan Sheng. In his heart, Lan Sheng was the person he wanted to protect even if he risked his life.
Zhuling sat blankly on the bedside for a long time, then stood up indifferently and walked towards the door mechanically. Lan Sheng wanted to comfort her, so he stood up quickly and hugged Zhuling from behind. The corners of his mouth twitched for a long time, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to rest his head on her shoulder.
"Lan Sheng, I hope you are happy." Zhuling said lightly, forcefully pulled Lan Sheng's hand away, and broke away from her embrace.
Lan Sheng followed Zhuling out of the room, looked at her leaving figure, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not pursue her again, but instead came to the courtyard.
Lan Sheng felt much better after telling what he was hiding in his heart. Although he still didn't know how to face Zhuling, at least he wouldn't be as uneasy as before.
"Lan Sheng, why are you sitting here alone in a daze?" With a hearty voice, Du Ce's big face came to Lan Sheng's face.
"I'm just a little tired." Lan Sheng said lightly.
After listening to Lan Sheng's words, Du Ce suddenly said: "Are you too tired from practicing?" After saying that, he touched his chin again and asked with a playful tone: "Isn't this unlike Junior Sister Lan Sheng's style?"
Lan Sheng glanced at Du Ce and ignored him. He looked at the falling leaves in the courtyard and reached out to catch one.
"Why is Lan Sheng unhappy?" Du Ce leaned over and looked at Lan Sheng's face, a little surprised.
I have known Lan Sheng for a long time and he has always been a mischievous and wild person. I have never seen her look so haggard.
"I'm just tired." Lan Sheng lay on the stone table, turned his head, and carefully looked at the dead leaves in his hands.
"Is it because I failed to get together with Junior Sister Zhuling? Look at me, I have already given up." Du Ce didn't know what Lan Sheng was worried about, thinking that she was blaming herself for her failure to confess, and started to turn around He walked around to show that he didn't care at all.
"Put it down?" Lan Sheng was a little surprised and stared at Du Ce with an eyebrow.
Du Ce did not respond directly to Lan Sheng, but looked at the withering spiritual grass in the courtyard: "The autumn wind is blowing, and everything is withering. Has God ever spared every plant or tree?" After saying that, Du Ce took Lan Sheng's hand and said, After leaving the Palace of the Rising Sun, I opened my arms and felt the autumn wind blowing on my face: "But winter turns to spring, and the bitter cold for a hundred days has never truly defeated them."
"I let it go, but I won't give up. One day I will move her." Du Ce said solemnly, but then he smiled and said: "Thank you to Junior Sister Lan Sheng for encouraging me to express my feelings. I will need more support from Junior Sister in the future." Take the trouble.”
The most attractive thing about Du Ce is his optimistic and cheerful quality, which can always quietly infect others and sweep away the gloom in their hearts.
Lan Sheng looked at Du Ce intently and wanted to tell him: "Senior sister already has another sweetheart, maybe no matter how hard you try, it will be useless." After hesitating for a while, he decided not to say anything yet, and responded with a soft "hmm" .
Seeing that Lan Sheng's mood had improved a bit, Du Ce explained the reason for his visit: "I came here this time to tell you something. The Cloud Exploration Conference is approaching and I am busy with preparations. I won't be able to practice sword practice with you next time."
Although Du Ce has no talent in learning magic, he is very reliable, meticulous and thoughtful in his work. He often helps the leader handle some large and small matters in Yuntian. He is taking care of most of the matters in this Cloud Exploration Conference.
"Also, help me give this sachet to Junior Sister Zhuling." With that, Du Ce took out the purple sachet from his sleeve, handed it to Lan Sheng, and said solemnly: "In the name of Senior Brother."
Lan Sheng wanted Du Ce to give it to Zhuling in person and did not take the sachet immediately, but Du Ce was afraid that Zhuling didn't want to see him yet, so he repeatedly requested, so Lan Sheng had no choice but to agree.
After Du Ce left, Lan Sheng returned to the Rising Sun Palace and happened to meet Zhu Ling in the courtyard, so he ran all the way to Zhu Ling.
"Senior sister, are you angry with me?" Lan Sheng felt a little weak and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Zhuling.
"There is nothing wrong with liking someone. Since you are already engaged, senior sister wishes you happiness." Zhuling's tone was as gentle as ever. She raised her hand and gently stroked the broken hair on Lan Sheng's forehead behind her ears.
"Senior sister..." Lan Sheng was a little unbelievable. Du Ce said that he had given up, and senior sister also said that he had given up in the same way?
"Maybe this is fate. Senior brother really likes Lan Sheng. Lan Sheng should cherish it." Zhuling smiled and pinched Lan Sheng's cheek.
Lan Sheng nodded in understanding. Can you really let go of someone you like so easily? Lan Sheng didn't have the answer in her heart, but she was filled with joy and grateful to her senior sister for her blessing.
"Senior sister, Senior Brother Du Ce asked me to transfer this sachet to you in the name of Senior Brother." Lan Sheng took out the sachet and told Zhuling what happened to her just now.
Zhuling took the sachet, held it in her hand and measured it carefully, smiled slightly: "Thank him for me." Turned around and put the sachet in the room.
In the next few days, the two practiced sword practice normally, and neither of them mentioned Chang Ling again, as if nothing had happened before. But Lan Sheng always felt that Zhuling was a little strange, as if she had something on her mind. She asked with concern several times, but Zhuling always talked her away.
One day, Lan Sheng and Zhu Ling were practicing swordplay in the courtyard as usual, but in vain, Zhu Ling made an "ah" sound, which startled Lan Sheng and staggered.
Lan Sheng looked back and saw a sword energy rushing towards the courtyard wall with such force that it left a sword mark on the courtyard wall and the spiritual grass planted in the corner was also crushed to pieces.
"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Lan Sheng ran to Zhuling like a fly.
"Maybe I was too impatient and couldn't control it well." Zhuling's face looked a little pale, and the sword energy just now seemed to have frightened her: "Lan Sheng, didn't it hurt you?"
The sword energy just deflected a little further and rushed towards Lan Sheng. Lan Sheng still felt fear in his heart when he looked at the deep sword marks on the wall.
"I'm fine. Senior sister, how do you feel? I'll go find senior brother Du Ce to help you take a look." Lan Sheng thought of what Yunxu once said, practicing too hastily can easily lead to obsession.
"Don't look for Senior Brother Du Ce, and don't tell him when Master comes back." Zhuling hurriedly grabbed Lan Sheng and continued: "It was just a little accident, I don't want them to worry."
Lan Sheng was a little confused as to why Zhuling didn't let him tell them, but Zhuling looked serious, so Lan Sheng nodded in agreement.
But Zhuling's behavior became more and more strange in the next few days. For several days in a row, she stayed behind closed doors except for eating, and she didn't let Lan Sheng disturb her when she was alone in the room. Lan Sheng was worried and wanted to go to Senior Brother Du Ce to help her, but she refused. When asked, she just said she was tired.
Finally, on the evening before the Cloud Exploration Conference, Master Yunxu returned to the Rising Sun Palace. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw sword marks on the wall. They scolded the two of them head-on, knowing that they were going to demolish the Rising Sun Palace.
Then he checked their swordsmanship and saw that they had indeed improved, so he spared them.
