Chapter 262 Reasons for the Past

Then he turned around again, smiled at Menglan, who was already full of tears, and called out, "Sister Lan"

This call completely destroyed Meng Lan's last bottom line. Tears rushed out and knelt down on the cold ground with a "plop" and sobbed.

Meng Lingran bowed and helped Meng Lan up and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work over the years."

"Miss, where have you been these years? Why didn't you come back to have a look? We all thought... We all thought that you were already..." Although Meng Lan was a little older than Meng Lingran, at this moment, in front of Meng Lingran, she was like a child and finally found emotional support.

Speaking of the past, although Meng Lingran covered it up very well, she still couldn't hide the sadness and loss emanating from the bottom of her heart. The feeling of being betrayed and hurt by her relatives did not disappear with the passage of time.

But despite this, Meng Lingran still can't deny that no matter how much harm this land has brought to her, in her heart, only this land is her home and her ultimate destination.

The so-called long-term illness has become a doctor, not to mention that Meng Lingran herself does not know nothing about medical skills. In recent days, she has found that her physical condition is getting worse and worse, and her soul nourished by the soul jade also exudes deep fatigue. She knows very well that it is really time to leave this world, which is also It's finally time to get rid of it.

She just wanted to come back and have a look, but she never expected that she would encounter Yuwen's actions against the Weeping Blood Palace behind her back.

Since entering this tomb, Meng Lingran has understood why Yu Wenmo did this. Yu Wenmo's inner possessiveness is really too strong. Even if he really loses his fragrance, he still wants to keep his face.

Thinking of this, Meng Lingran no longer concealed his deep affection for Yu Wenmo. He smiled gently at Yu Wenmo and hesitated to bloom. Even if his hair was full of gray hair, it was still beautiful and touching.

"Don't continue, okay?"

Looking at Meng Lingran's eyes, Yu Wenmo was a little distracted. How long has it been? The last time she smiled at herself like this, how many years ago, Yu Wenmo even had an illusion, as if the chaos of time and space had returned to the midsummer night when they first met, just like returning to the sea of flowers they met, and she was also facing He said to himself, "Do you want to continue?"

That time, I really wanted to answer, "Okay!", but I fell into a coma because of too much blood loss. This time, if there is another occasion and another thing, Yu Wenmo really wants to make up for that answer.

"No way!" The two short words are full of unchangeable persistence.

"It's really unnecessary! It's useless!" The sound of the dream is like a spring breeze after a rain, warm and ethereal. This bed doesn't belong to me, just let it stay as it is, just as if I beg you.

In the face of the prayer of this beloved woman, Yu Wenmo's psychological defense was defeated little by little, but once he thought that he could only guard a lonely grave in the future, Yu Wenmo's heart hardened again. He looked straight at Meng Lingran's eyes and said, "I can promise you the rest, only this No, don't you? Have you forgotten what the Blood Palace did to you back then? You treat them as relatives, but they are."

Yuwen's cold and sarcastic eyes swept over the faces of other people in the tomb, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He said disdainfully, "I'm afraid I've never thought of it like this."

Yu Wenmo's words were like a sharp dagger, fiercely cutting out the scars that had hard to scab in Meng Lingran's heart. In the past, the scenes buried deep in his mind alternately appeared in front of him again. Meng Lingran's smile gradually became bleak, and his right hand unconsciously covered his chest, as if he had released the blood. It will flow out.

Seeing the change of Meng Lingran, Yu Wenmo's heart also hurt, but at this time, he can't tolerate his own compromise.

"No! It's not like that, young lady. What happened back then was a misunderstanding!" Meng Lan's urgent voice was inserted at this time, which also successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Lianyue endured the sharp pain from her head, and her eyes turned to Meng Lan. What happened in those years could make Uncle Yuwen say such a thing.

And Meng Lan's words also made Meng Lingran's eyes make waves again, but he smiled randomly and laughed at himself and said, "You don't need to explain. I have long forgotten what happened in those years."

"Miss..." Meng Lan wanted to explain, but Yuwen silently planned it.

"It's been so many years. It's ridiculous that you dare not admit what you did in those years, but now you are still sophistry."

Lian Yue, who temporarily suppressed her headache, said in time, " Uncle Yuwen, aunt, although Yueer doesn't know what happened in those years, Yueer believes that it's time, and there is no need for Aunt Lan to lie. Maybe there is really something you don't know. What does Aunt Lan say, okay?"

Although Lian Yue called Uncle Yuwen and his aunt, Lian Yue did not look at Yu Wenmo from beginning to end, but looked at her aunt, Meng Lingran, with solicitation and encouragement.

She is as smart as Lianyue. Although she has an abnormal headache, she also has a general outline of what happened in those years, and she also understands why Uncle Yuwen would ask for the bed her mother is lying in now.

After all, you can't escape the word "emerciation".

After Meng Lingran and Lian Yue looked at each other for a few breaths, they still couldn't resist the curiosity in their hearts and nodded.

Then he looked at Yu Wenmo, who was hostile and defensive to Meng Lan and others, and said, "I want to hear it, can I listen to it?"

In the face of Meng Lingran's eyes this time, Yu Wenmo did not say a word after all, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Lian Yue took the opportunity to nod to Meng Lan.

Meng Lan, who was already full of urgency, quickly opened her mouth and did not give them a chance to repent.

"What the palace owner gave you was not poison, but an antidote, and it was also the only antidote to the weeping blood palace!"

"Impossible!" Meng Lingran's pupils suddenly dilated after hearing Meng Lan's words, and she strode back two steps back. She narrowly fell into the eagerly rushed Yu Wenmo's arms. Her pale face rarely appeared a piece of flush, which showed how much impact Meng Lan's words had on her.

"It's true. The young lady should also be aware of the drawbacks of her skills. Once she is emotional, the pearl fetus will become, and the power of her body will turn into poison little by little, encroaching on life."

Meng Lingran nodded, while Lian Yue and others thought of their mother. The mother knew this to her face, but she still raised the four brothers and sisters. Without them, the mother might have been a long life with her father.

Speaking of this, Meng Lan's eyes looked at Yu Wenmo, "Now think about it, the palace owner may have found your existence long ago, and he was aware of the affection between the young lady and you, so he did it like that."

Yu Wenmo's heart rippled. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had acquiesced to this statement in his heart. No wonder he had entered the crying blood palace again and again and again, and he had never been seen through.

"When the palace owner found out what happened between you and the eldest lady, it was too late to stop it. However, the little girl also practiced to the third floor by herself, but at that time, there was only one antidote left in the palace, but the palace owner still decided to give the antidote to you to relieve the urgent need."