Nian Wangfei's
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Many soldiers wearing black armor continued on the journey. Rows of troops marched in formation like ochre yellow dragons, twisting and turning in the pure white wilderness.
The footsteps of a million people, from near and far, became like the rustling sounds of countless creeks.
At the very front of the army, several army commanders sat on a black horse.
Feng Yi Xuan was wearing a black brocade robe that depicted a slender and muscular body. Those pair of eyes were like a thousand-year-old well, deep and silent.
Other than in front of his own people, he had again covered up the color of his eyes, not because he was afraid of the perceptions or rumors of others, but simply did not want to give anyone something to fuss about.
That pair of eyes seemed to be capable of sucking people's souls. Straight nose like a hook, thin lips like cinnabar, jade-like white skin seemed to harden with a layer of ice, the entire person was like that iceberg snow lotus, noble yet cold, the entire person was like that iceberg snow lotus, it was as if concentrating all the evil spirits between heaven and earth into one form. Everything in the world lost all their colors in front of him.
An Yi was wearing a black bodysuit, his face firmly revealing a cold touch. He secretly glanced at Feng Yi Xuan, a heart of despair.
Since that night they were unable to find the girl, the air around her master became even more terrifying, making her feel that she was a pitiful subordinate.
Lan Jian Jun wore a complete set of stiff armor. The years left no trace of violence on his face, but the white hair on his temples revealed that his life was not very good.
Lan Mo Xian was wearing white armor. The thick black long hair that was wrapped in a random fashion, gave off a certain lazy charm.
The jade-like soft face had a distinctive smile, which always gave people a warm feeling, as if it could dispel this cold military atmosphere, like the sunlight that moistened every thirsty and cold soul.
“Daddy, it's been five years, we can finally return. Not knowing whether Nian'er meimei had grown taller or not” Lan Mo Xian looked towards Jing city, yearning for her younger sister in her heart.
“Weifu had already told the housekeeper to bring Nian'er back, from now on weifu would treat Nian'er well” Right now, in his heart, Lan Jian Jun also missed the daughter who had been abandoned.
He thought that from now on, he would hold this princess in his palm, never letting this princess show such an envious expression again.
Mo Xian sighed, even after so many years, he still could not talk to father about his Nian'er meimei.
He still remembered when Nian'er meimei was pregnant, in the afternoon after the scorching sun, he would always tell her "Mo Xian, in the future, you should protect your little sister well". Now, even though the mother had died for so many years, the mother's words still ringed in her ears.
Now that he had his own abilities, he could protect Nian'er meimei from now on. Mother, this son will definitely protect Nian'er meimei very well.
Lan Jian Jun, looking at his son who did not say a word, was unable to resist the feeling of helplessness. He knew he was wrong, he just didn't know if Nian'er would forgive him.
The princess who had always secretly peeked at him from a corner with an expression yearning for a fatherly love, did she still have the same desire for this little fatherly love?
Feng Yi Xuan and An Yi heard the discussion between the father and son of the Lan family. These few years in the life of the army, even though Feng Yi Xuan was a wangye, the relationship between these people was quite good.
Especially since Lan Mo Xian was now doing things under Feng Yi Xuan, with An Yi and the others, like brothers.
Every time on a lonely night at the border, these people and a few other soldiers always cradled a bottle of alcohol and drink.
When Lan Mo Xian was drunk, he would always repeatedly talk about his meimei Nian'er, talking about that cute but pitiful little girl.
Perhaps it was because it had been said so many times, even though everyone did not say anything, but towards Lan Mo Xian's younger sister, they all felt a bit of pity.
After all, the innocent little girl was scorned for such a stupid, pathetic reason.
"Lan Mo Xian, this time back, you can see your little sister, protect your little sister, and finally fulfill your wish for all these years." An Yi slowly moved away from his master to Lan Mo Xian's side.
When Lan Jian Jun heard his son's words, he felt guilty. For so many years, Xiao Ran had not been convinced at all, did he blame her for pushing away their most precious daughter?
"Oh right, what's up with wangye?" Lan Mo Xian asked with a lowered voice. Although usually wangye only had a few words, it had a cold aura, but it was not as frightening as it was now.
"It's…." An Yi patted Lan Mo Xian on the back, "You better not ask, otherwise, if master gives you a mission, I fear you will be punished." An Yi said like this all for Lan Mo Xian's own good.
However, because of this, they lost the chance to find the girl they had been looking for all this time.
Lan Mo Xian nodded. Although he was also wangye's subordinate, he only dealt with the affairs of the army, other things he did not interfere with. So, she understood An Yi's good intentions.
After all, as the mysterious and formidable Ming of money, he definitely had many things the world could not know; things he did not even want to know.
"An Yi." Feng Yi Xuan's ice-cold voice sounded. An Yi trembled, urging his horse to the side of his master, and bathed in cold sweat as he stared at his own master.
“Have you met?” An ice-cold voice carrying a trace of hope rang out in An Yi's ears.
"Reporting to the master, this subordinate is incompetent, has yet to find the young lady" An Yi felt embarrassed, lowered her head, and replied.
“Incompetent! After returning to Jing, the four of you went to receive punishment!” Feng Yi Xuan was extremely dissatisfied with An Yi's reply.
Although these were all subordinates that had been with him since he was young, he remained impartial in the awarding of gifts and punishments.
"Yes!" An Yi had no complaints. It is actually their fault for not doing a good job; accepting punishment is a must.
"Sir, are we still searching?" An Yi was sure they should continue searching but still ask carefully.
"En, continue searching" Feng Yi Xuan stared at the road in front of him "Add more manpower!"
"Yes!"
A wooden bridge curves over the pond, becoming the only access to the backyard. Under the sun, the surface of the pond water reflected a golden light.
Purple water lilies bloomed in the water. Under the reflection of green trees, it becomes more smooth and soft, refreshing and unique. If you listen with your eyes closed, you hear the sound of water flowing slowly into your ears.
A woman in a long rose-red dress – embroidered with light blue peonies at the end of her arms, silver silk thread took out swaths of auspicious clouds – standing on the bridge.
Behind him stood a forty-year-old man wearing a servant uniform.
“Mistress, master is on his way home, Eunuch Yuan delivered the imperial edict to celebrate with a feast for Ming wang, master, and the oldest young master. The invitation had the name of the third young miss” housekeeper standing behind An yiniang, report carefully.
“The third young lady, manor Lan does not have a third young miss! Just a poor person that nobody wants” An yiniang smiled coldly, “Because this is the Emperor's decision, then send people to bring the girl back!”
The housekeeper did not understand. Third young miss is dead, how do I return it? And they couldn't even find someone to pretend to, since the third miss had the beautiful lotus flower birthmark behind her ears, absolutely nothing could replace her.
“Haha, on the way home, miss the third young met the robber, miss the third young killed accidentally, the housekeeper, say, is this accident considered an accident?” An yiniang laughed, a sinister smile appearing on the face that was subtly made
“Yes, this old waiter understands” replied the housekeeper. She had been An yiniang's servant for a while now, this woman's method was extremely cruel, even the big man felt fear.
An yiniang looked at the small fish in the pond, thinking the man he loved was now coming back. Hehe, that woman is dead, and now her daughter is long dead. Lan Jian Jun, you will only have me by your side.