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"You've lost weight again." Long Yan stepped down the steps, walked slowly and sat on the sofa.

The revolving sofa slowly turned around, revealing a beautiful and holy face. Although the ruthless years had carved shallow wrinkles on her forehead and the corners of her eyes, and years of confinement had made her face a little sickly pale, she still couldn't hide her With a unique and elegant classical temperament, she is like a figure walking out of an oil painting, with a gentle and elegant smile like Mona Lisa, her eyes are soft and watery, as if the prosperity is over, she has already seen through everything, and her mind is so peaceful and extraordinary.

"Not long ago, you came to see me, why? So soon, you have something on your mind again?" Lan Yan put down the archaeological book in her hand, and looked at Long Yan with a smile.

"This is the last time I will see you." Long Yan's lips curled up slightly, his eyes were sad and beautiful, "Over the years, every time I have something on my mind, I will come here to see you. It seems that there is only you in the world. I can listen to my troubles. Because you are the only person who cannot betray me, and I am the only person who can talk to you. Fate really likes to tease people. They are obviously two enemies who hate to the bone, but because of this Reason, to be a confidant. Isn’t it ridiculous?”

"Someone said that in this world, the person who knows you best is your enemy, except for the person who loves you the most." Lan Yan smiled slightly, and looked deeply at Long Yan, "You said that the last time you came to see me was What do you mean? What happened?"

"For the past 26 years, the reason why you have been able to calm yourself down and live a life of claustrophobia is because I told you that your child is not dead, and I promise you that one day, you will be reunited. Every time When I come to see you, you will always ask me when will you be reunited with your child, and I will answer you every time, depending on my mood. Looking at your disappointed and painful eyes, I will be very happy, but this time, What I want to tell you is that today, you will be reunited with your children."

When saying these words, Long Yan looked at Lan Yan with a smile, like an old friend telling her great news, Lan Yan was stunned for a moment, her calm mood became excited, and she asked incoherently: "Is it true?" Is it? Today, I can see Yi?"

"It's true." A benevolent smile appeared on Long Yan's lips, "Everything will end today. Soon, you will be able to see your son."

"Great, great..." Lan Yan kept repeating these words, too passionate to speak.

"Lan Yan, do you know? Sometimes, I really admire you." Long Yan looked deeply at Lan Yan, and said sincerely, "You can wait here quietly for 26 years, alone, facing Air, living in confinement for 26 years, more painful than jail, just for a firm belief, because you want to see your children. If it were me, I'm afraid I would have been forced by this darkness and loneliness crazy."

"Did you forget? When I was just imprisoned here, I also thought about death and committed suicide several times." Lan Xing sighed, "You told me that my child is still alive, so I am strong survive."

"Yeah, in the first few years, every time I came here, there were endless curses between us, and I even tortured you crazily, so that you still have many scars on your body, the hatred between us So deep, so deep, I wish I could crush each other, but now, we can sit together peacefully, talk and chat peacefully, and even confide in each other's thoughts like confidants. So, fate is really magical. Human nature is really strange s things."

"That's because we all love He Ji and that child equally." Lan Yan's voice was a little sad.

"Unfortunately, they don't love me." Longyan smiled self-deprecatingly, her lips twitched slightly, a deep sadness welled up in her heart, and tears wanted to flow out. She didn't want Lan Yan to see, so she got up and went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea. Tea, Longyan didn't send anyone to serve Lan Yan. For so many years, Lan Yan took care of her own life, but every other week, there would be loyal maids who brought food and clothes, and cleaned up.

If Lan Yan dies, Long Yan will send someone to wait on her.

Long Yan brought a pot of hot tea and a plate of snacks, and poured a cup for Lan Yan and himself, the two quietly sipped tea and snacks.

Long Yan, who is aloof, would only make tea with her own hands here, and sometimes stay to have dinner with Lan Yan, because only here, she is Long Yan, the original Long Yan, not the queen.

"After so many years, your craftsmanship has reached the point of proficiency, almost indistinguishable from mine." Long Yan couldn't help sighing while eating the pastry, "Lan Yan, if I could turn back time, I would never have come to this point , Absolutely not, even if I live alone, I will not let He Ji die, let alone kill our child with my own hands..."

After saying these words, Long Yan's voice choked up. She lowered her head and wept uncontrollably. In her mind, the scene of William He's tragic death echoed again, and she personally threw the child away. The scene of entering the stove filled her heart with deep sadness, which made her die of pain.

Lan Yan was silent, not knowing how to comfort Long Yan, remembering the first time Long Yan cried in front of her, it was 18 years ago, when the child was kidnapped and disappeared, she showed despair and collapsed in front of her for the first time The appearance of crying so sad so sad.

At that time, Lan Yan forgave her.

Lan Yan didn't want to let hatred entangle her all her life. She was imprisoned for 26 years. Apart from continuing to study archaeological books every day, she fantasized about the child's growth. She thought that Longyan's ability to treat such a child as her own flesh and blood proved that she was not so bad.

That year, Lan Yan had just given birth and fell asleep. Not long after, she heard the baby's painful cry and woke up. What she saw was a group of palace servants surrounded by the stove in panic. The child was burned to death when she was still so young. I hated Longyan so much, she fainted from crying, and later Longyan imprisoned her here, she always wanted to die, but later, Longyan told her that the one burned to death was Longyan's own child, and her child was still alive .

When Long Yan told Lan Yan the truth, she was close to the edge of madness. She branded a red-hot iron on Lan Yan's body, tortured her crazily, abused her, and blamed her child's death on Lan Yan.

Lan Yan thought that Long Yan would kill her child, but after a long time, she learned from the guards guarding her that Long Yan had raised the child as his own, and made the child the eldest prince , named Dragon Wing.