✅Reborn of spoiled ming wangfei

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171 Every Lifetime
Ming wang’s carriage entered Ming wang manor.  Feng Yi Xuan carried Lan You Nian off the carriage.  The guards and manservants bustling about all respectfully lowered their heads, “Wangye, Miss Lan!” Lan You Nian looked at Ming wang manor’s grandiose construction, luxurious and noble, the glazed tiles exuded a thick elegance.  The decorations inside the room were all precious and rare.  The floor was carpeted with white jade.  The white jade was engraved with the surreal spider lily pattern.  A bright lantern dangled from the air, the ancient color and fragrance was naturally domineering.

“When did you redo this?” Lan You Nian asked.  The last time she came, Ming wang manor didn’t have these spider lily patterns.  Every time she came, she directly went to the study so didn’t look around carefully.  Now with one look, she was made aware of all what Feng Yi Xuan has done for her.

“Ever since you came over to Ming wang manor, I’ve started doing it.  Do you like it?  If you don’t like, I’ll have them change it!” Feng Yi Xuan carried Lan You Nian into Ming wang manor’s grand hall.  Ming wang manor was actually a large palace hall, similarly luxurious and solemn.

Lan You Nian shook her head, “Very good, I like it very much!” Lan You Nian didn’t say this to comfort Feng Yi Xuan.  She really liked the decoration style, low key but sumptuous.  What gave Lan You Nian the most pleasure was the spider lilies everywhere.

Feng Yi Xuan saw Lan You Nian didn’t aggrieve herself.  She really liked Ming wang manor’s appearance.  He slanted a look at An Er who was responsible for Ming wang manor’s decoration, his eyes filled with praise.  An Er shook with joy.  Thank goodness Miss Lan liked it otherwise he would suffer.

“Nian Nian, what is this flower?  I’ve never seen it!” Feng Yi Xuan stroked the blood red spider lily on Lan You Nian’s hem.  Even though Lan You Nian has started to accept clothing of other colors, Feng Yi Xuan understood Lan You Nian’s likes so every clothing was embroidered with this flower.

Lan You Nian looked at the spider lily on her hem, her voice melancholy, “This flower’s name is spider lily.  It blooms on the Lunar calendar of the seventh month, in the flower language it means “sorrowful memories”.”

“Nian Nian…” Feng Yi Xuan didn’t like sorrowful look.  He shouldn’t have asked.

“It is a flower that grows on the path of the netherworld.   Legions of these grow there.  From afar, it’s like the ground is carpeted with blood.  It is the only scenery and color on the path to the netherworld.  People follow it into the Netherworld.  This flower is really beautiful, unmatchable cruel glory and venomous beauty as if it is alive.  But it is desolate, like the cactus orchid (Epiphyllum), a flower that has never received blessings.  Just like some people in the world, always suffers betrayal and pain, but even so, it is beautiful.” Lan You Nian’s voice was like silk brushing past, like a faint note of the zither, distantly tapping Feng YI Xuan’s heart.

Feng Yi Xuan’s arms around Lan You Nian tightened.  He always had the feeling he couldn’t hold onto Nian Nian, as if as soon as he wasn’t paying attention, Nian Nian will leave with like the breeze.  He can sense the thick desolation and hopeless aura around Nian Nian.  He didn’t know when those painful things happened to Nian Nian but he will not allow Nian Nian to be so despairing anymore.

The shadow guards in the shadows were shaken into sadness by Lan You Nian’s soft voice and tone.  They didn’t know the flower Miss Lan loved had such a meaning, inexplicately it made people feel sorrow.

Feng Yi Xuan can’t stand such a feeling, this feeling he couldn’t grasp Nian Nian.  Feng Yi Xuan lowered his head, roughly lifting Lan You Nian’s chin.  Feng Yi Xuan bore down without any warm sentiments, the kiss went from shallow to deep, masculine male flavor enveloped Lan You Nian in a thick fog.  Whether it was due to the lack of oxygen or something, Lan You Nian’s head felt faint.  There wasn’t any strength left in her body, weakly leaning against Feng Yi Xuan’s chest.