Resurrected as the most beautiful woman

Chapter 2

When Lan Ling heard this, tears began to spread. It turned out that her innocence was actually meaningless.

"Your Highness Prince An, if you really help me, then go!" Lan Ling dejected. She really didn' t want to drag him down. Back then, it was her grandfather and her father who had helped her father lead the army out of Jiangbei.

Ling Chen leaped forward and stuffed his dark-colored dagger into the cage, wrapping it around Lan Ling body.

"If I were to start from the beginning, I wouldn' t let you like this animal!" Ling Chen whispered into Lan Ling ear. His voice was deep and painful, unlike the normal Ling Chen.

Lan Ling's heart froze, and he raised his eyes to look over. Ling Chen had already jumped to the side, and he swung his sword and wrapped around the guards.

Lingfeng waved his hand, and the rain of arrows surrounded Ling Chen.

Lan Ling was pulled out of the prison carriage and tied to a large pillar. The executioner held a short knife, and the coldness was refreshing.

He only waited for noon to arrive and executed the execution.

Lan Yu slowly walked over. She leaned closer to her and whispered," Lan Ling, your appearance today is very ugly. It was also very dirty. In a short while, you would be completely blinded and your heart would be gone. Aren' t you very powerful? Wouldn't you help Lingfeng big brother with the bomb? Didn't you have a divine weapon? Didn' t you help him seize the world? So what? "I' m still the one he loves. He's only using you!"

The snow landed on Lan Ling body, and his feet were numb from the pain. Barefooted on the snow, the numb and dull pain made her feet tense. Her ankle hurt even more, as if it was about to break.

Although her heart was already dead, the fear of death still made her nervous. She closed her eyes.

Yes, she was also afraid.

"Lan Yu, I admit that I was defeated. I was defeated. I treated you as my family, and I treated him as my love. All these years, I suppressed my natural instincts, followed all of you, and lost myself! "My grandfather won' t let you off for framing me!" Lan Ling gritted his teeth.

Lan Yu laughed lightly." You' re still obsessed with it! Just like that stupid mother of yours, your mother can not defeat my mother, and you can not defeat me! The green clothed hall only listened to your grandfather's orders. Did you really think that the Emperor would keep your grandfather's life?"

"What do you mean?" Lan Ling was stunned.

"The Emperor wants the Qingyi Hall, so the Qingyi Hall must listen to the Emperor. A few days ago, the Emperor asked your grandfather to pay tribute to his sins and let him destroy the Philadelphia rebel army. He would forgive you. Your grandfather had truly destroyed the rebel army. Just yesterday, the Emperor was celebrating for him. Your grandfather, your two uncles, and his trusted aides were all poisoned to death!"

Lan Yu spoke softly, his face gentle as water.

Lan Ling heart was too dull to breathe. The snowflakes fell on her skin.

"Empress, it's time." The executioner beside him reminded Lan Yu.

Lan Yu hand gently stroked Lan Ling hair." Let's go. Maybe we can meet them on the Yellow Springs Road."

"Lingfeng! Was what she said true? "My grandfather and uncles have already been killed by you?" Lan Ling did not believe it.

"Right." Lingfeng glanced at Lan Yu indifferently.

"Why? "They' ve been helping you!" Lan Ling eyes were filled with blood as his entire body trembled.

"What I want is an obedient green-clothed hall." Lingfeng eyes revealed disgust, no longer looking at her.

"Lingfeng, I' ve only fallen in love with you in my entire life. That's why I' ve dragged my family into such a difficult situation! You are so ungrateful! "I curse you all, you won' t be happy forever!"

She heard the exclamations from the surrounding people and looked at Lingfeng cold and complicated eyes. She saw Ling Chen desperately rushing towards her, yet unable to escape the rain of arrows in the sky and the sword forest of the surrounding guards. His entire body was dripping with blood, and a long saber was slashing towards his face!

At this moment, he was no longer able to leave. However, his eyes continued to look at her, and there was no longer the slightest bit of laughter on his face. Lan Ling could not breathe.

Lan Yu retreated, lowering his head and sobbing in Lingfeng embrace.

"Yu' er, you' re too kind. There's no need to be sad. She deserves her punishment." Lingfeng consoled Lan Yu in a low voice.

Lan Ling's large, delicate and pretty eyes stared blankly ahead. Following another cry of surprise, she felt a chill in her chest. The executioner tore open the clothes on her chest, revealing a layer of snow white. He lifted his neck and drank a mouthful of wine before suddenly spraying it on her chest, causing a chill to run through her heart.

"Execution!" A loud and clear shout rang out in the snowy world.

At this moment, he finally knew that the feeling of heartbreak was like this.

###Chapter3,Return of Soul

In the distance, a careless person walked over.

Lan Ling feet no longer hurt, the soles of their feet soft. She lowered her head and stepped on a sea of flowers. It turned out to be the Soul Guiding Flower.

Wasn' t the Soul Guiding Flower red? Why was it white here?

At the end of the sea of flowers, it was indeed the Bridge of Helplessness.

In the small pavilion on the bridge sat a beautiful woman, a white Yun Shang, and a Soul Guiding Flower beside her ear.

"We' ve met again. Now, you' ve become a heartless person." She looked at Lan Ling with pity in her eyes.

"May I ask who you are?" Lan Ling asked.

"Granny Meng."

"Granny Meng isn' t an old granny?" Lan Ling was astonished. Granny Meng was actually so beautiful.

"Everything in this world can be collected from people's ears, eyes, noses, and mouths, and transmitted into their hearts. When people see things, they must be careful. Do you think I'm an old granny just by ear? "That's why you' ve become an innocent person, miss."

"Miss, you' ve taught me a lesson. It's just that Lan Ling's unwilling."

Granny Meng raised a white jade bowl from before her eyes." Drink it. Drink it. Those things that can' t be put down, those love and hate, those sadness, those unwillingness, will all be forgotten."

"Forgotten Water. But I can not drink it. So many people died for me. I can not forget. "Miss, can you help me?" Lan Ling retreated.

"If you want to go back and take revenge, you can' t. "There is a reason for everything." She refused.

"No, I don' t want to take revenge. I want to go back and protect the people I love." Lan Ling thought of his grandfather, uncle, Li Xia, Qiao Chun, and Ling Chen who didn' t know if they were still alive.

Granny Meng raised her head to look at her, sighing." Do you know that protecting your lover will cause you to be injured all over your body? Are you willing to do so?"

"Yes."

"Then we have to trade. The young lady did not want to forget this life. However, you and that person had experienced two lifetimes, yet they didn' t recognize each other. Fate only existed in the third life. In the last life, I would help you not have to reincarnate again. However, you must recognize each other and love each other. Otherwise, you would have to return to the Bridge of Helplessness, make a forgettable water for me, never reincarnating. "Miss, can you agree?"

"I agree. I' ve lived two lives with that person? "Lingfeng are you talking about?" Lan Ling was surprised.

"Heavenly secrets can not be revealed. You must find your lover yourself. But you agreed so quickly? "Do you know how to make the Forgotten Water?"

"Lan Ling don' t know, but it's better than being betrayed."

"Forgotten water, you need a drop of raw tears, Er Qian's tears, three drops of bitter tears, four cups of regret, five inches of missing tears, six cups of sick tears, seven feet apart from tears. This eighth medicine is your heartbreaking tears. "Are you willing to give me this tear every day?"

"Lan Ling willing."

"Alright, leave a bunch of your hair and drink this Rebirth Soup. You' ll forget about me, forget about everything here, forget about the agreement between us, but you' ll remember your past life. "Go."

Lan Ling opened his eyes again.

What entered his eyes was a round chubby face," Miss, what dream did you have? "You' re crying like that, and you still have tears. You can even cry in your dreams. It's truly too miraculous!"

Li Xia? Are you Li Xia? "Why are you here?" Lan Ling hugged Li Xia tightly. She knew that Li Xia was already dead. When she was framed by Lan Yu, she was killed by the staff to protect her.

"Miss, I've been here since I was young? What happened to you? "Are you confused?"

Lan Ling let go of her and looked around. This place was so familiar that her heart trembled. This was her Mo Mountain home, the girl's room. How many times did she dream back in the middle of the night? She returned here, living a free life in this great mountain.

"Why did I return here after I died? "Is it because I miss this place too much?"

"Young miss, don' t scare people. How could you die so easily? You just fell off a tree and fell. Could it be that you broke your brain?" As Li Xia spoke, she reached out to try Lan Ling forehead.

The door suddenly opened and a green girl ran in.

"Miss has woken up? "That's great! What day is it today? It's all great!"

"Qiao Chun, you' re here too? "Is the scar on your face gone?" Lan Ling stretched out his hand to bring Qiao Chun over. He touched her face and looked at her.

In his previous life. Her right cheek was Lanqin and her face was disfigured.

"Young miss, my skin has always been very good. How can there be any scars?"

Lan Ling closed his eyes. Could it be that everything was a dream? This dream was too long, and it was so real. Now, he felt pain in his chest!

Lan Ling pinched his thigh. It really hurt.

Outside the window, in the late autumn Mo Mountain, there was a beautiful scene. Could it be that I wasn' t dead? Or did I live again?

"Miss, there's another great thing. Your father is here! "You' ve always wanted to know who your father is. Does Miss know who your father is?" Qiao Chun's face was filled with joy.

Lan Ling was stunned.

"What month is today?"

"On the tenth day of the eighth month, what's wrong, Miss?" Qiao Chun felt a little disappointed when she saw that her joy was not affected by Lan Ling.

"The tenth of the eighth month?" Lan Ling remembered that six years ago, it was the tenth day of the eighth month, when her father, Lan Jingtian, had taken her away from Mo Mountain. From then on, she had begun her life of despair.

"What country is it now?"

"Great Chang, what's wrong, Miss? "Did you forget anything after falling?"

"My grandfather, uncle is still alive?"

"Of course! "Young miss, don' t scare us!" Qiao Chun frowned. She leaned over to look at Lan Ling with a worried expression.

Lan Ling suddenly sat up and hugged Qiao Chun and Li Xia tightly.