Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Is this fate? Can't hide it? Still want to see him today? In that life, she was also introduced to Ling Feng by her father. She fell in love with him at first sight at first sight. For the rest of her life, she tried her best and couldn't forget, so she was in a situation where it was impossible to recover.

In this life she was alive, she never wanted to have any intersection with them.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Lan Ling looked at the man in black lying on the ground. Who would Ling Feng chase and kill?

Lan Ling picked up a stone and threw it to the left. Ling Feng stood still and quickly led people to the left.

Lan Ling stepped forward and helped the man in black on the ground. He followed her obediently and hurried to the right.

She is very familiar with the road here. Not far to the right, there is a cave. She put the man in black on a large stone slab and swiftly picked up the clothes of the man in black with a dagger. He got an arrow wound in his shoulder and abdomen. He was hit by a stab wound, but none of them hurt.

"Thank you girl for helping me." The man thanked in a low voice.

The dagger in Lan Ling's hand suddenly fell to the ground. This voice is so familiar.

Lan Ling trembled slightly, she reached out and took off the man's mask, with a square face, long eyes, sword eyebrows, and a knife-cut nose. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he was looking at her quietly. He is the fourth prince An Wang Lingchen.

She snapped the mask on him, pulling Qiaochun around and walking out.

When she walked to the door, remembering her last life, at the last moment of her life, Ling Chen risked death to save her. In fact, she didn't know why Ling Chen took risks for her, and they hadn't reached that kind of love.

It's just that he wrapped her in a big cloak, let her retain a little dignity and a little warmth, she was finally grateful.

Lan Ling came back again, quickly took out the medicine from his own package, sprinkled it on the wound, and tore off the cloth strip from Ling Chen's coat and wrapped it up.

"I'm going to draw an arrow for you, there is no anesthetic, you have to hold back!" Lan Ling whispered.

"Good." He replied briefly, looking at her with interest.

Lan Ling took out her small medical bag, made three small cuts around the arrow with the Bi knife, and with force, Ling Chen snorted and pulled out the arrow. Lan Ling sprinkled medicine on the wound and bandaged it.

"The girl has good medical skills." Ling Chen praised sincerely.

Lan Ling said nothing, she just wanted to leave him quickly.

"Okay, go out from here, and there will be a small stream going down the left path, and walking along the small stream to the left, you will see a big phoenix tree, passing through the tree hole, there will be a path leading down to the mountain road."

After Lan Ling finished speaking, he pulled Qiaochun out.

"Girl wait a minute, the girl saved my life today. May I ask the girl's surname and where she lives? I will come to thank you in the future."

"No, I don't want to know you."

"So, miss, would you like to know who I am?"

"I don't want to."

Lan Ling hurried out of the cave without looking back.

She and Qiaochun entered the slopes of Qinglong Mountain from the small road, passing through a dense and secret forest, and suddenly opened up in front of them, and then through the plum blossom forest, it was his master's yard.

Just out of the small woods, I saw a few people standing in front. His grandfather Chen Youshui was standing there with his back on his back. Next to him stood a man of about forty years old in black, his father Lan Jingtian.

And behind Lan Jingtian, wearing a blue shirt, a long jade body, white face and long eyes, the dignified man was Ning Wang Lingfeng!

"Ling'er!" Grandpa saw Lan Ling.

"You just woke up, why did you run out again?" Grandpa groaned.

Lan Ling stood there, staring at Ling Feng, dumbfounded, and met again, unable to hide.

"Ling'er, this is your father. You have been asking for your father from your grandfather all day long. Now he is here, and I will see your father soon!" Chen Youshui took Lan Ling's hand and tugged. He saw Lan Ling staring at Ling Feng Without blinking, I thought this girl had committed a nympho.

Lan Ling returned to his senses and saluted Lan Jingtian: "Ling'er saw his father." His voice was cold and distant, and he did not see his father's joy at all.

In the previous life, her father was not caring about her, and it could even be said to be indifferent. He wanted her back because he needed the Tsing Yi Tang behind her. Later, he was indifferent to all the things that happened to her. The only daughter in his heart was Sapphire.

Lan Jingtian looked at Lan Ling up and down, with complicated eyes, "You look very similar to your mother."

He paused, seemingly unwilling to bring up the past, "Ling'er, this is King Ning, come and visit His Royal Highness."

Lan Ling's heart was shaking. His heart had just been gouged, yes, it was just what happened, vaguely as if his cold smile was still in front of him.

"What else are you doing?" asked unconsciously, looking sad, even bitterly resentful.

Ling Feng's heart moved slightly.

"Ling'er! Meet King Ning!" Grandpa saw Lan Ling's misbehavior.

Lan Ling suddenly understood, and bowed to salute, "Lan Ling pays homage to King Ning," his tone became colder.

She looked up at him, and he was staring at her, his gaze searching.

Lan Ling stabilized his mind, how could he be so reckless. At this time, they should have just met, who would believe that he would gouge her heart and kill her in six years.

Lan Ling turned around and walked to her grandfather, "Grandpa, Ling'er doesn't want to leave you. Besides, I have to complete the task assigned to me by the master." The master asked her to save 30 people in three months.

"Ling'er, you are already a big girl and can't stay in the mountains all the time. After all, you are the marshal's daughter. In the future, you will marry a famous family and live in the mountains. It is not appropriate after all." Grandpa stroked her head. Said indifferently.

"Ling'er doesn't want to marry. Besides, Ling'er is accustomed to living in the mountains and the life of a famous family will be unhappy. Grandpa, please." She looked up at her grandpa, her small face tight.

"Ling'er, haven't you been asking for a father from your grandfather? What's wrong? Besides, you are the marshal's daughter, and your father needs you to go back and help. Moreover, if your mother is alive, I hope you can return to Lan Home." Grandpa sinks his face.

Lan Ling knew that he was full of curiosity and yearning for his father before, and whenever he was punished by his grandfather, he would yell at him to find his father.

Moreover, today King Ning and his father came to pick her up in person, but Grandpa couldn't refuse. She has already seen Ling Feng and Ling Chen today, some things cannot be changed.

Since she can't escape, let's face it. In this life, she wanted to avoid them and live her own life. Now it seems that it is impossible to stay out of the situation.

"Ling'er, let your father go down the mountain today, I have all the luggage ready for you."

"Good." Lan Ling didn't resist anymore.

Grandpa looked at her, always feeling that she was different today. She saw the father she had always wanted, but she was not happy. Her previous smile was enough to smash the sun, but now Ling'er’s eyes are indescribable. Exhausted from the vicissitudes of life.

She fell from the tree more than once, this time, did she break her brain?

Back to the residence, Lan Ling really saw that the carriage had already been loaded with luggage. Lan Ling understood that his father was so anxious to let him return to Lan's home because last month, the prince was assassinated and the war between Ling Feng and Ling Chen had entered. White-hot.

Lan Ling is the closest granddaughter of the master of Tsing Yi Tang. He had a purpose in taking her back at this time.

Lixia saw them, her face flushed, "Miss, I really didn't betray you. I told the hall master that I don't know anything!"

"Yeah. Pack it up, we leave Moshan for Yuncheng today."

Before leaving, Lan Ling saw his grandfather and two uncles alone.

She knelt down, her face rarely serious.

"Grandpa, Ling'er can go to the Marshal's Mansion, but Ling'er has a few things, please grandpa must agree."

"Ling'er, what's wrong with you?" Chen Youshui helped Lan Ling in front of him.

Lan Ling couldn't afford it, "Grandpa agrees, Linger can get up."

"You kid, tell me, what's the matter?" Chen Youshui sighed.

"First, don't tell your father how many people there are in Tsing Yi Tang. If he asks, tell him as few as possible. Don't tell him where the base camp of Tsing Yi Tang is. Second, you can't agree to borrow troops under any circumstances. To my father; third, if my father talks about my marriage, don’t marry Ling'er to the royal family."

Chen Youshui helped Lan Ling up: "Ling'er, what's the matter? Your father mentioned your marriage and also mentioned Tsing Yi Tang's help to King Ning. Don't worry, I said, I want Tsing Yi Tang to help Ning. Wang, you must be the princess of King Ning..."

"Grandpa! Don't mention this one in the future. I won't marry King Ning."

"Why? In the current situation in North Korea, King Ning is the first choice for the prince, and your father also supports King Ning."

"Ling'er will tell you the reason in the future. Grandpa Grandpa, you must promise Ling'er, otherwise, we will all be dead." Lan Ling's eyes were filled with tears. Only they are her relatives. She deeply understands that her bumpy fate is about to begin when she descends the mountain.

"But Ling'er, for many things, your father can’t stay out of the way. He’s in power, it’s impossible not to stand in line. Your father asks me for help, and I can’t help but, and about you, in fact, your father I have more power than I to make decisions for you. Letting you go back to the Marshal's Mansion with him is also to find you a good person." Chen Youshui stared at Lan Ling's eyes.

Her eyes are as deep as the bottom of the sea, filled with fireworks, not the little girl with bright eyes.