It was almost evening when he returned to Sallan Manor. The sky was faintly yellow, and the chill became more and more chilly with the night wind. While Xia Lan handed the horses to the manor groom to take care of him, he also learned about it. It turned out that Pandillia had returned.

When the news was heard, the groom's eyes always glanced at Serrara who was huddled behind Xia Lan, and the smell of gloating was quite self-evident.

As soon as he stepped into the manor house, the servant inside brought Pandillia's oral message, and as soon as he came back, he would go to the restaurant to meet her.

Under the guidance of the maid, after passing through the exquisite and gorgeous corridor and several corner intersections, they arrived at the door of the restaurant. After the maid left, Xia Lan pushed open the door and walked in with Serrara.

On the long square table covered with white tablecloth, Pandelia was enjoying the delicious food in the plate in front of her with a calm expression. She had a glass full of red liquid on her hand. She put down the knife in her hand, wiped the lips stained with food with a napkin. After picking up the glass and preparing to take a sip, she suddenly stopped the movements on her hand.

Because she saw a familiar person, someone who shouldn't have appeared here.

“Selala?”

Staring at the unexpected face behind Xia Lan, Pandillia immediately said in surprise.

Xia Lan took Serrala to the dining table, pointed to the seat beside her and said casually to Serrala: "Sit!"

After saying that, he sat down on his own, picked up the fork on the dining table without hesitation and inserted it into the pork chops that were roasted with a rich aroma in front of him.

"How could she show up here?"

Pandilia looked at Xia Lan, with confusion and astonishment in her eyes.

"It's hard to describe it. You just need to know that she is mine now." Xia Lan said, chewing the crispy and delicious pork chop in her mouth.

Serra, who was standing beside her, lowered her head with a little nervous, as if she was not yet used to the occasion in front of her for a while.

After hearing Xia Lan's explanation, Pandelia wrinkled slightly. The eyes that looked at Serrara showed a complicated mood, especially Xia Lan's extremely ambiguity, "She is mine now" made Pandelia feel a little awkward.

After drinking all the red wine in the glass in one sip, a hint of redness suddenly appeared on Pandilia's white and tender face. After taking a deep breath and calming down her mood, she said, "I need to talk to you about something now, two of you."

After listening to Pandillia's special emphasis after the sentence, Xia Lan nodded and said to Serrara: "You go out first, and a servant will take you to rest and dinner will be delivered together."

Serra stood up obediently and tactfully because she knew that what Pandelia would talk about would definitely not be simple, and the importance of the content in the topic was not something that outsiders could know, as a foreigner.

After she left, only Xia Lan and Pandelia were left in the huge restaurant. After Pandelia filled her wine glass with wine and drank it all in one gulp, she sighed and said, "In a month, I will marry Viscount Morrown."

Her voice was filled with helplessness, sorrow, depression, and melancholy. The corners of her eyes were crystal clear, as if it would slide on the delicate and delicate face at any time in the next moment. However, she was a strong person. She didn't want to cry or cry. However, she couldn't control the impact of her mood on her body.

"Has he completely confronted you?" Xia Lan stopped eating and said lightly.

"Yes, he said a lot to me, a lot..." Pandillia shook the wine glass in her hand and said bitterly: "I only realized that I could not refute what he said. I could not resist it at all, and I even vaguely agree with the ideas he explained."

"What did he say to you?" Xia Lan said.

"My situation, my future." Pandillia whispered.

"If nothing unexpected happens, he will guarantee that after you marry him, he will unravel the truth about your father's mysterious sudden death and protect your current safety. Even if you are willing to help you calm down the chaos of Sissinian separatist situation, let you ascend to the position of Grand Duke, am I right?" Xia Lan said calmly, picking up the prepared wine on the dining table in her hand and put it beside her mouth and took a sip.

"How do you know?" Pandilia looked at Xia Lan in a daze and said in surprise.

"Of course I know, and I know more about you that you don't know!" Xia Lan said with a meaningful smile.

"For example?" Pandillia said subconsciously.

"For example, Viscount Moroen helps you calm down Sissinia. When you are about to ascend to the unattainable position of the Grand Duke, your death will come." Xia Lan put down her wine glass and looked at the candlesticks swaying on the dining table.

"Haha..." Pandilia suddenly laughed and said, "What is this? Are you absurd future you guessed about me?"

"This world is ridiculous." Xia Lan's expression suddenly became deeper and said: "People are always making all kinds of mistakes for themselves and others, so it is always difficult for them to truly see the world, see themselves, and see others."

"What? You who suddenly became a philosopher and a prophet really can't believe that you are the ruthless Xialan in my impression." Pandilia seemed to be amused.

"Should you think, and I just want to tell you something." Xia Lan turned her head and stared at Pandillia and said, "I will not allow you to marry Viscount Morrown."

"Haha, you don't allow it? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you can interfere with my will? Do you think you can resist Viscount Morrown, who has strong power? Do you think you can decide everything without any scruples? Ridiculous! Ridiculous!" Pandillia suddenly smashed the wine glass in her hand on the dining table and shouted excitedly. The elegant and dignified person's hysterical appearance was really strange.

"I can."

After a long silence, Xia Lan said slowly.

"you can?"

Pandilia was stunned and immediately burst into laughter, laughing sarcastically mixed with laughter: "No, you can't do it, do you know who your enemy is? They are the public opinion of the ancestors, they are the shrine of the glory, and they are the most terrifying organization in the Elderland forces! There is nothing they can't do, and no one can become their real enemy! No one... Just like my father, even the king of a country, so what about it? In the end, it's not dead in their hands! What are you in their eyes? Just an insignificant bug! You are too confident in your own strength, but when the power you think you are proud of is crushed by others, you will find that you have nothing except power! There is nothing..."

Tears slid down from Pandelia's eyes in irresistible. She half-kneeled at the dining table, and her hands pulled into the white dining tablecloth and cried, and her round eyes were already covered with bloodshot and red, and her delicate lips were tightly bitten by her teeth, and a bright red dripping.

Xia Lan walked up to her, her tall figure blocking a lot of light, leaving only a shadow covering Pandelia's weak body.

"I can."

He slowly spoke and repeated.

"Haha...hehe..." Pandilia let go of her hands that were pulling on the dining tablecloth weakly, and she fell to the ground and smiled nervously: "You can't do it, you can't..."

"I can."

Xia Lan said as usual, then turned around and left.

"where are you going?"

After the tall figure covering his body disappeared, Pandillia immediately shouted in dismay.

"Go to where I should."

"What do you want to do?" Pandilia stood up and shouted to Xia Lan's back regardless.
Chapter completed!