Chapter 153

Ning Lan, dressed in plain white silk and satin, walked along the palace road to the redundant minister palace... Empty, the redundant minister palace has the love between her and Zhuge Qinghuan, that unforgettable love. I heard that he... Was ill. God will replace Ning Lan and protect him! Qinghuan, I'm sorry

"Huangmei, forget him!" Ronglu asked his sister to forget Zhuge Qinghuan for the first time. Because he knows that a man will not like his woman, think of others and love others. If Huangmei marries into the past with memories and this love, she can't get new true love! So he firmly said what Ning Lan had forgotten.

"Brother Erhuang, Lan'er understands." Ning Lan is gloomy. The color between her eyes is very light, very light

"Where are you going? It will be a lucky time in a few more hours. It is inevitable that they will all start looking for you!" Ronglu reminded him carefully.

Ning Lan looked deeply at the redundant minister palace and said, "don't worry, brother, Lan'er won't miss the time!"

"I... I..." Ronglu wanted to say that he was not reminding, but he was really reminding. He had to follow silently, and his heart was also very difficult. In recent days, I have been dreaming every day. It is a very strange dream, but it is very real. It really tears his heart and makes him feel that it is not just a dream.

Ning Lan walking on the long Pavilion looked at the blooming lotus in the lake. With a faint smile, a kind of missing surged into my heart. There are too many stories here. Will these stories become memories forever?

A breeze blew and she thought of the beautiful woman. The woman who loved her as deeply as her own life, the woman who breastfeed her, Mrs. Johnson.

With the overflowing lotus fragrance, he slowly raised his right foot and suddenly jumped up. Let her last dance commemorate her deep love for herself! Nurse, Lan'er, your Lan'er is here. Never come here after today, you know? Laner loves you!

The silver bell on Ning Lan's wrist sent out a string of beautiful music symbols, floating in the quiet lotus sea, as if it were the most tender singing. The long Pavilion is dyed with beautiful dancing, as if it were in the heaven. This long Pavilion is more like a heaven step leading to heaven. Everything is as beautiful as a dream