MTL - The Heroine Forced Me To Fall In Love with Money-Chapter 72

"Sirou." Jiang Zhinan said in a very soft voice, calling her shyly, "I'm fine, you, let me go?"

Hearing the person in his arms talking, Lan Sirou finally slowly raised his eyes.

The water is also soft and gentle.

"Smoke smoke." Lan Sirou didn't move, still sticking to her chest, obviously very scared, even her voice was hoarse, "You're fine, just now It scared me to death, I thought something happened to you..."

While speaking, she held her hand tightly.

Jiang Zhinan can clearly feel that her hands are still shaking at this moment, and it feels very cold and cold, and even her body temperature has been quietly lost because of worry.

Jiang Zhinan was very distressed, and quickly took Lan Sirou's hand to her lips and kissed a few times, and after kissing, he gently sighed to help her warm.

In fact, Jiang Zhinan can understand how Lan Sirou is feeling now.

Since she slept in the same room with herself, she was always there in every midnight dream, no matter how terrifying things happened in the dream, as long as Jiang Zhinan opened his eyes, he would definitely I can see Lan Sirou's figure.

You can also get such a warm hug and worry full of care.

At that time, Jiang Zhinan thought about whether Lan Sirou was paying attention to her all the time, and always being vigilant no matter when, wherever, for It was to be able to hug her at the first time and dispel all the anxiety and fear in her heart.

I think so.

At this moment, Lan Sirou was still lying on her chest, her hairy head was tightly pressed against her skin, which not only made her feel a little itchy, but also made her feel a little distressed.

"Sirou." Jiang Zhinan poked her cheek gently, and said softly, "You should let me go."

"Yeah." Lan Sirou nodded in response, her soft hair rubbed back and forth on her body.

The promise is good, but there is still no tendency to leave.

"Why don't you let me go?" Jiang Zhinan continued to ask, picked up her face and looked down.

Then I saw a small red face.

The red one is like drinking wine, like it is stained with the colorful clouds in the sky.

How can it be so popular.

Jiang Zhinan was stunned for a while, then as if realizing something, she put her face away and retracted back into the tub, only showing her head outside.

The cheeks also quickly turned red, and the two became a couple for a while.

"Smoke smoke." Lan Sirou called her, leaned forward, leaned on the edge of the tub and blinked her eyes, "Look, my clothes are also wet …”

"Of course, then what?" Jiang Zhinan asked her stutteringly.

"Why don't I come in to wash?" Then she heard the person in front of her say this.

"No." Jiang Zhinan replied, and hurriedly stretched out her hand and pushed her outward with a blushing face, "I'll wash it right away, you can wash it yourself later."

"But I..." Lan Sirou obviously wanted to say something more.

Jiang Zhinan didn't give her a chance, grabbed the edge of the tub with both hands and moved forward, just raised his head and kissed her lips gently.

Lan Sirou was stunned by her kiss, and her body froze for a moment subconsciously.

Jiang Zhinan, like a cat, squinted her eyes lightly, leaned over and touched her lips softly, full of love and affection.

Very sultry.

Lan Sirou's eyes were slightly red when she kissed her, and she subconsciously held her face, deepening the kiss.

Jiang Zhinan just wanted to comfort her, but she never expected that this person would become more and more advanced.

"Smoke smoke." I don't know how long I have kissed, and I don't know if I have kissed enough, anyway Lan Sirou looks very happy, her eyes are full of joy, "I like it you."

"En." Jiang Zhinan responded with a blushing face, the kissed panting a little, and nodded in response to her while gasping for breath.

"Then I'm going out." Lan Sirou looked at her and smiled, and finally stood up and walked out, but she turned back before she went out, and told her what she had. Things must call themselves.

"Got it." Jiang Zhinan replied, staring at the back of her leaving for a while, then plunged back into the tub after a while.

…

Clothes lay on the bed.

Lan Sirou hugged her casually, put her head on Jiang Zhinan's pillow, and laid her body next to her.

"Sleep." She said, probably seeing the fear and anxiety that Jiang Zhinan was hiding in her heart, and her voice subconsciously softened a lot, "With me here, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"No matter what happens, I will do my best to protect you."

Seriously.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhinan responded, then turned around and hugged her, "Thank you."

"It's okay." Lan Sirou smiled, kissed her hair gently, and then closed her eyes with her.

A good night's sleep.

Because there was something in their hearts, they both woke up early the next morning.

Lan Sirou brought the hot water and breakfast with her little two. After washing and eating, they went downstairs together and went to the backyard of the inn to bring back their horse. Started towards the interior of Longqing.

If the scene when you first stepped into Longqing was already extremely dilapidated, then the interior of Longqing is even more so, there are weeds everywhere in a radius of several miles, a fan The broken walls appeared and disappeared in the field of vision, and the wind was so loud that it hit people's hearts.

Even just looking at it makes my heart feel cold.

The two walked forward all the way, along the soil **** full of weeds and dead trees up the mountain, and after riding forward for an unknown time, they finally saw a green bamboo forest.

And those tombstones scattered in the bamboo forest.

At the moment of seeing such a scene, Jiang Zhinan's temple suddenly began to sting.

"Are you all right?" Lan Sirou looked over worriedly and asked softly.

"It's fine." Jiang Zhinan shook his head, clenched his teeth and got off his horse, took a deep breath and walked slowly into the bamboo forest.

Every time she took a step, her head stinged, and a lot of emotions that could not be described in words swept up in her heart. There seemed to be a voice in the back of her mind clamoring for her to stop.

But Jiang Zhinan didn't stop, and continued to walk in with firm footsteps. It was necessary to find out the truth of everything.

There are many tombstones in front of him, Jiang Zhinan looks at them one by one, the more he looks, the more he feels deja vu.

As if she had really been here before, who is sleeping here and who is sleeping there, she seems to have an impression of everyone.

With such a sense of sight, Jiang Zhinan walked all the way until he walked into the depths of the bamboo forest and saw two tombstones leaning against each other.

One reads Qin Shanhai and the other reads Mu Wanrong.

"Qin Shanhai, Mu Wanrong..." Jiang Zhinan squatted down and stroked the two tombstones with his hands, whispering the two names, his heart suddenly hurt like crazy, feeling The whole person will be torn apart.

There is a clearer picture in my mind, the scene of her standing in front of these two tombstones with a woman when she was a child. She was still very young at that time, only a little, even Neither is as tall as a stump.

He didn't speak well, and asked the woman next to him in a milky voice: "Who are these two people?"

"It's your parents." The woman crouched down and said softly.

She wore a large cloak and a hat on her head, which always made her face difficult to see.

But the voice was very gentle, as if it could heal all wounds, and told her softly: "They are heroes who have saved their clansmen and sacrificed to protect everyone."

"Then will they come back?" Little Qin Yan didn't understand anything, but she could still feel that the two were sleeping here, but they seemed to be far away from him .

"Yes." The woman nodded in response, and after a while she reached out and touched Qin Shanhai's tomb, "One day, everyone will meet."

"That's it." Xiao Qinyan responded, and followed her example to touch the two tombstones, and after a while she turned her head and asked with a smile, "What about my elder sister, elder sister is a hero? ?"

"Maybe, maybe not." The woman looked over, her voice was so soft that it was about to be smashed and blown away by the wind, "I'm just an old friend of them."

For many years, Qin Yan has been living with this so-called old friend.

With the passage of time, Qin Yan gradually became a big child, and gradually understood a lot of things, and learned a lot of past that she didn't even know before.

It turns out that my parents are the same as this woman, and the three of them are from the same school. Because they were dissatisfied with the system in the school, they came to Longqing to live in seclusion and live a life of ignorance of world affairs.

A few years later, Qin Shanhai and Mu Wanrong fell in love, and then gave birth to Qin Yan, and lived a very happy life.

But the good times didn't last long. It didn't take long for the first war between the demons and the humans to break out. The father and mother unfortunately died in the encirclement and suppression of the monsters, and they entrusted themselves to this woman before their death.

After that, the woman desperately sacrificed the spirit beads in her body to defeat the demons and save all the clansmen.

Therefore, she is also honored as a saint, and has been guarding the peace of the village.

Qin Yan has also been living with her, and gradually she became a beautiful girl, and she lived happily every day.

Time passed by, and it came to three years ago, when the second war broke out.

At that time, it seemed that she could no longer protect anything, the only thing that could be saved was Qin Yan's life.

So she desperately took Qin Yan to hide up the mountain, came to a secluded place and used the last remaining mana to cut out the spiritual beads in her body and send it to Qin Yan's body.

He even told her to run away and go to Qingguang while crying!

As long as you are alive, there must be hope.

…

Jiang Zhinan knelt in front of the tombstone, tears flowing uncontrollably.

At this point, all the memories have come back, the helplessness and pain in the past are still sharp knives, piercing her heart again and again.

Every stroke hurts to the bone.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan!" Lan Sirou reached out and hugged her, hugging her tightly, her arms warm and firm voice.

"It's all right, it's over, it's over..." She said it over and over again, hoping to make Jiang Zhinan stop crying.

Although the person in front of her didn't say anything, but looking at her reaction, Lan Sirou could guess a little.

Lan Sirou's heart suddenly began to tingle when she thought of the word monster.

But she didn't say anything, but tightened her arms even harder, hoping to help Jiang Zhinan share all the painful emotions.

"

"Who?" Lan Sirou frowned.

"Three years ago, the monster that killed everyone." Jiang Zhinan said, even the corners of his eyes turned red.

…

Lan Sirou rode a horse, and Jiang Zhinan circled down the mountain road all the way, and hurried towards the Qingguang faction.

Jiang Zhinan told her the whole story of what happened. Although it has been simplified a lot, it still makes people sweat involuntarily.

It turned out that the spiritual bead that no one could find was in her body. It turned out that she was the only one who survived in that battle. It turned out that... until now, she is still not out of danger.

As soon as she thought of these Lan Sirou, she couldn't help but start to be afraid, and one bad idea after another flashed in her mind.

What if that monster knew Jiang Zhinan's identity one step ahead of her?

If something happens to Jiang Zhinan, Lan Sirou will probably never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

"You can rest assured, Yanyan." Lan Sirou rushed forward and comforted her softly, "I'll tell my father about this when we go, and we'll think about it together. Method."

"Okay." Jiang Zhinan nodded in response, clenching his hands subconsciously.

Somehow...she was still filled with a touch of unease.

Before it got dark, the two returned to the Qingguang School.

Lan Sirou got off the horse, and the first thing she did was to find the disciples in the sect to inquire about her father's trace, and when she learned that he was in the study, she hurried away .

"Father." She stood in front of the study and knocked lightly on the door. After getting permission from Lan Rang, she hurriedly pushed the door in, and was about to tell him what happened to Jiang Zhinan.

But before I could say anything, I suddenly smelled the faint fragrance that filled the study.

It's like... Biluochun.

"Father." After realizing this, Lan Sirou said softly, "Are you drinking tea?"

"Yeah." Lan Rang in front of him nodded in response, with kind eyes, "Rouer also sit down and taste it, this is the best Biluochun."

"Yeah." Lan Sirou replied softly when she heard the words, and then she forced a smile, "It's really good tea, you can feel it just by smelling it."

It's just...you never drink Biluochun?