Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 150 He Makes Soup For Her
Suddenly, Leng Ran felt a hot feeling hit her wrist, and her eyes fell on the pale white phoenix bracelet.

The corners of Leng Ran's lips raised a hint of happiness, and he put the phoenix bracelet by his ear, and a deep and sexy voice sounded.

"I'll go out for a while, come back before evening, you remember to eat, wait for me obediently"

After a long time, the warm voice seemed to still reverberate in my ears, making Leng Ran's heart slowly recover from the coldness.

Taking a deep breath, Leng Ran couldn't figure out what kind of mood he was in at the moment.

She knew that she hated Long Qingjue, but she knew that she also loved Long Qingjue. This kind of love watered from the soil of hatred was like poppies, once it was contaminated, it would hide.

She had no choice, never had a choice, between the two tormented paths.

Long Qingjue, Long Qingjue, tell me, what should I do to get the best of both worlds?
I don't know how long I stood in front of the window silently, until Hong Ling pushed the door and came in, and she was called back to her senses.

"Junior Sister, are you alright?" Hong Ling asked worriedly looking at Leng Ran's state.

Leng Ran shook her head, indicating that she was fine, and sat on the soft bed instead.

"You should rest more, you need to take good care of yourself during this time..." Hong Ling hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but said: "Are you really not going to let Long Qingjue know about the child?"

Leng Ran lowered her eyes suddenly, "There's no need to let him know, this child has never existed before."

Hong Ling smiled wryly, but couldn't find the right words to comfort Leng Ran, but she always felt that Long Qingjue was really pitiful, "Junior Sister, do you have any difficulties? Why don't you let Long Qingjue face it with you?" What? Since you love each other and have a child again, why don't you try to let him share your pain? Why...just kill the child like this"

Kid knocked out.

The four words made Leng Ran tremble all over, and her whole body became colder and colder.

"Senior Sister, don't worry about my affairs. Why don't you go to Kyoto for a few days and have a good time. I'll ask Qin Yuxi to send you some money later."

After saying that, without waiting for Hong Ling to say anything, Leng Ran closed the door of the room, shutting Hong Ling out, looking at the sunlight outside the window, she felt that the air was more and more bone-chillingly cold.

At noon, Qin Hehe had prepared lunch, and when he opened the door and saw Leng Ran with a pale face, Qin Hehe sighed softly.

Leng Ran smiled faintly when she saw Qin Hehu, pale and feeble.

Seeing the table full of nourishing and healthy meals, Leng Ran took a look at Qin Hexi, picked up the rice bowl and ate without saying anything.

She can no longer do things that make Long Qingjue sad. He told her to eat well, so she ate obediently.

"Miss, that child... have you never wanted it?" Qin Hehe stood aside and finally couldn't help asking, how good Long Qing is to Leng Ran, not to mention Hong Ling, an old lady like her can see it Come out, Long Qingjue, such a noble and invincible man, is willing to give up everything for Leng Ran and love her to the bone. This is a rare kind of infatuation in the world.

But she just couldn't figure out how happy it was to have a child, why Leng Ran would kill the child so resolutely, and it seemed that Long Qingjue didn't know...

Leng Ran had just taken a sip of the soup, when asked by Qin Huan, a mouthful of soup stuck in her throat, her heart was stabbed by a needle, even the hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help trembling slightly for a moment.

She tried hard to swallow the soup in her throat, but Leng Ran no longer had the appetite or the desire to eat it. She looked up at Qin Hehe, and just said lightly: "Hehe won't understand, I heard that you have a relative in Beijing, how about You go to visit relatives for a few days."

Qin Hehe was a little overwhelmed, didn't Leng Ran need someone to take care of her?Why did she still want to drive her away?

"Miss, you are weak now, this old slave will stay and take good care of you, look how pale you are, if you don't take care of yourself..."

"I'm fine, Long Qingjue will take care of me, you can stay for a few more days"

Before Qin Hao could finish speaking, Leng Ran had already interrupted her. She didn't want these people to leak their words in front of Long Qingjue, and now she selfishly hoped that he and Long Qingjue could be alone together for a while.

Perhaps this is the last period of time.

Leng Ran's words were calm, with a bit of sharpness. Although Qin Huan had good intentions, he knew that Leng Ran had made a decision at this time.

"Then...Miss, take good care of yourself"

After Qin Hehe finished speaking, he straightly cleaned up the dishes, Leng Ran frowned slightly, wanted to say something but just opened his mouth, after all, he didn't say anything, turned around, and went straight back to his yard.

Close the door, looking at the empty room, cold and a little scared.

Sitting in front of the window, the afternoon sun has already passed by the window, but where Leng Ran is sitting, she still feels very cold, she can't help but fold her arms together, curled up where she is, hugging her knees tightly, hugging herself Tight, as if Long Qingjue was holding her.

The faint sunlight shone on Leng Ran's body, she squinted her eyes slightly, at this moment she was like the tiniest speck of dust in the world, sitting quietly in a corner of the world, watching the sun gradually set to the west , everything is so quiet that it makes people flustered.

Before he knew it, Leng Ran fell asleep on the rattan chair beside him, not even knowing that Long Qingjue had returned.

When Long Qingjue stepped into the deserted courtyard, he frowned slightly, walked into the room, and entered the room, looking at Leng Ran who was sleeping on the wicker chair, seeing Leng Ran's frown that was lightly frowned even in sleep, made him feel even more astonished. He is distressed.

Ran'er, don't think about it anymore, I said, no matter what, I will love you, because I believe that you love me.

Otherwise, how could you cry so sad and desolate in front of me again and again, how could you have such a bright and charming smile in front of me, and how could you curl up in my arms all night, so reluctant Home, nostalgic and affectionate.

Taking a quilt to cover Leng Ran's body, his fingertips lightly touched Leng Ran's face, which hadn't recovered its blood color yet, and Long Qingjue's heart tightened until he felt pain.

She was still holding his child, how could she not love him, how could he watch her so sad

After Leng Ran lightly kissed her eyebrows, Long Qingjue got up and went back to the yard. He saw the letter left by Qin Yuxi and nodded lightly. He also sent Chu Yuqing to Xuanbing Cave , to help Chu Yuqing's injury, that's good, he can also accompany Ran'er well, and give her enough sense of security.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Long Qingjue stepped into the kitchen without any servants, and now that Leng Ran is pregnant again, he will try to make some meals to feed her fat.

Thinking that she would be completely moved by him, the arc of Long Qingjue's thin lips became higher and higher.

In a daze, Leng Ran's body trembled suddenly, and he immediately woke up from his sleep. He turned his gaze out of the window. Night had already fallen, and dim lights were lit in the yard.

The surroundings were so quiet that I could hear my own breathing, Long Qingjue, hasn't he come back yet?
Without thinking about anything, Leng Ran got up and wanted to look outside the gate, but when her eyes fell on the quilt covering her body, a smile rose from the corner of her mouth, she knew that Long Qingjue was back.

She didn't even have time to put on her shoes, so Leng Ran couldn't wait to start searching for Long Qingjue. She hadn't seen him for a whole day, and she missed him so much, even if she saw him a second later, She will feel uncomfortable.

There is no flower hall, no hall, and no courtyard. Leng Ran kept searching the entire courtyard with her bare feet. When she smelled the tempting fragrance of rice, Leng Ran stopped and couldn't even breathe. Slowed down in a controlled manner, and her heartbeat was out of rhythm.

Qin Hao has already left, and there is no one in the yard except her, so who is cooking in the kitchen at this moment?

Is it Long Qingjue?He is cooking for her?

Would he, a majestic prince, wash his hands and make soup for her?
Suddenly, the softest part of Leng Ran's heart seemed to be stabbed fiercely by the tip of a needle, and she wanted to shed tears from the pain.

Why cry, shouldn't you be very happy?

She has done so many things to hurt this man, but this man still pampers and loves her unconditionally. Shouldn't she feel very happy?Why does she feel the pain of being bullied? Is it because she understands that this man's love for her will never blossom into gorgeous flowers?
Biting her lips tightly, she stepped up the steps step by step, towards the brightly lit Merlin, even if she drank poison to quench her thirst, even if she knew there would be no future, she still wanted to firmly grasp this moment, at least, when this man was no longer by her side , her memory will not be pale.

At this time, Long Qingjue had already put the prepared meal on the table, plum blossom petals were flying around, and the lights were bright, reflecting a warm red color on the person's body.

The moment Leng Ran walked towards Long Qingjue, the corner of Long Qingjue's mouth raised slightly, and then in all directions, colorful Kongming lanterns flew into the sky, and Leng Ran was stunned by the gorgeous scene.

"Ran'er..."

Holding a Kongming lantern in his hand, on which was written "Holding the hand and the son are old", Long Qingjue slowly walked towards Leng Ran, watching her slender figure completely come into his eyes, with jet-black long hair. Hair, pale face, bare feet, everything is so charming under the light of the candle, making people love and pity.

Stretching out his long arms, Leng Ran fell into his embrace, and the corners of Long Qingjue's lips curled up, infinitely charming.

Leng Ran looked at Jun Yan who was close at hand, her heart tightened and her heart beat faster and faster, she was caught off guard, her feet were off the ground, and Long Qingjue had already hugged her whole body high.

"It's cold on the ground, why don't you wear shoes?" Pecking Leng Ran's lips lightly, Long Qingjue asked reproachfully.

Leng Ran looked up at everything carefully prepared around her, and looked at the delicacies on the table, feeling a little dazed, "Long Qingjue, did you make these yourself?"

Long Qingjue finished the wicker chair that Leng Ran was hugging at the side, covered her with a thin quilt, and carefully wrapped her cold feet inside.

(End of this chapter)