Chapter 36 Wang Anzhi

Yan Luan met Wang Anzhi again on his birthday when his uncle Liang Wang was cold and he was entangled by Chu Yunshang. He was still ignorant of his ignorance, which made Yan Luan admire him.

Who is A Luan looking at?

Through the complex patterned sleeves, Yan Jing held Yan Luan's tenderness and pinched it. The girl who was in pain immediately came back to her senses.With a beautiful smile, he lies casually: Of course, he is looking at Chu Yunshang.

Guimei is as proud as Chu Yunshang, and she seems to have truly loved Wang Anzhi. Even if the man looked indifferent and contemptuous to her, she still smiled calmly and sweetly. Such persistence really made Yan Luan puzzled...

Is this Wang Anzhi really worthy of her giving up the throne of Emperor Qi Ling?

King Liang is the third prince of Emperor Ming of Taihuang and the only prince who has never moved to the fiefdom. Although he and Princess Yongkang and Emperor Shun are not the same mother, they are closer than other brothers and sisters. Therefore, Princess Yongkang treats this emperor's brother very well. Today's birthday, she brought her children early.

Brother, I heard that my uncle presided over the casting show, please go over, I want to find Jiang Fuyuan.

Yan Jing looked at her too tightly. He wanted to lock her in front of Princess Yongkang. If he looked at anyone more, he would immediately remind her that her hand would be almost broken by him now!

Is A Luan trying to send me away so that she can meet the Marquis of Wu'an?

He snorted indifferently and took her to the Bailan Bridge in the backyard of Prince Liang's Mansion. He was wearing a jade-standing robe with a jade ring on his waist, and his elegant and handsome face was as gentle and leisurely as a god. He protected Yan Luan beside him. The doting young girl made the noble girl behind him confused.

Yan Luan curled her lips helplessly. How could she escape from his eyes when she was a few pounds? She really wanted to see Wang Anzhi.

Brother, he is my life-savior. It’s too rude to thank him now when he meets him.

Yan Jing looked sideways and saw that the various lanterns gathered in the corridor by the hibiscus pool, and the bright light illuminated half of the sky. Yan Luan under the soft light was amazingly beautiful, and the graceful and delicate and secret reflected in his eyes. This amazing beauty has become a beautiful beauty without realizing it, no longer as beautiful as before.

Thank you, don’t let me see you approach him, otherwise…

Who says only women are jealous?

When this man was jealous, the woman had to stand aside.

Yan Luan raised the corners of her lips slightly, and she looked up at the man who had brought her into the shadows. The unconcealed tenderness mixed with domineeringness in her sharp and deep eyes made her stunned.

In a blink of an eye, my heartbeat became disordered.

By the long lotus pond, more and more noble girls came to admire Yan Jing's name. Even the bravest ones came forward to send the flowers picked in the basket. Even the little princess of Yan Luan's uncle Liang Wang's family came to join in, held a bunch of tits and tits, and handed them to her cousin with a smile.

Acha should not make trouble, leave.

Yan Luan, who was originally planning to watch the show, was shocked by the severity in Yan Jing's words, and Princess Acha was even more scared. How could it be so terrible to turn around and turn around?

Couple, cousin, this is for A Luan’s sister...

Looking at Yan Jing's gentle but not a trace of warmth, Princess Acha hurriedly stuffed Tiffrong into Yan Luan's hand, turned her head and lifted her skirt and ran away first.

As soon as she fled, the noble girl who had followed her example did not dare to step forward.

After such a fuss, Yan Jing left quickly and even gave Yan Luan some special advice before leaving.

As soon as he left, Yan Luan breathed a sigh of relief. He was so hostile just now that he seemed to hate the girls. He was only loved by her sincerely. She didn't know whether this was a blessing or a disaster?

It turns out that the master is here.

A strange and familiar male voice sounded behind him. Yan Luan turned around and looked in confusion. He saw Wang Anzhi's extraordinary heroic posture standing on the other end of the sea of ​​lamps, holding a heavy white lotus in his hand, slowly coming, and there was a little invisible joy on his face.

Is the Marquis looking for me?Yan Luan noticed what he said just now, and he seemed to have been looking for her for a long time.

I saw the master of the man just now and wanted to come over to greet him, but I couldn't get rid of some things. After the deal was done, the master of the man disappeared, but fortunately I met him again.

He was not as tall as Yan Jing, but he lacked the blood and domineering nature of Yan Jing, but his gloomy facial features were not inferior to Yan Jing's handsomeness, and his brown pupils were slightly smiling, which changed his gloomy and indifferentness when he first met.

Yan Luan nodded and smiled and said: I am just looking for the marquis. That day, you saved my life. I thanked me in a hurry and never saw you again. I wonder if your injury will be healed?

It’s no longer hindered. The master of the old man doesn’t have to thank him anymore. What’s the point of raising his hands? Fortunately, the master of the old man has nothing to do.

However, he was a noble young man with a good cultivation. He was very different from the Prime Minister Wang Yong who Yan Luan had met. Prime Minister Wang was born with a treacherous and sarcastic appearance. Although this son inherited his cold face, he was rarely a good person.

The flowers of the Lord…

Seeing that he suddenly looked a little sad, Yan Luan looked at the lotus in his arms and was slightly stunned. Today, the birthday banquet of King Liang was very grand. Whenever the nobles of Northern Qi were sewing the sun, as long as they met someone they like, men and women could pick flowers and send it to them to express their admiration.

Oh, this flower was given to me by Sister Acha just now.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Wang Anzhi’s eyes lit up after he finished speaking.

Is it Princess Acha?Just when Anzhi came, he saw the white lotus on the pond, so he picked up one. Now it seems that it matches the dress of Master Weng.

As soon as he finished speaking, he sent the white lotus in his arms to Yan Luan's hands. The lotus with water droplets swayed slightly, which was indeed beautiful with Yan Luan's snow-colored cloud-brown pearl skirt.

this……

Yan Luan raised her eyes and was about to say something, but inadvertently saw Chu Yunshang standing by the pool in the distance. She seemed to have just arrived, and her eyes were on the white lotus in Yan Luan's arms. The look that was even more vicious than tempting poison juice came towards her instantly.

Don’t misunderstand me, I just saw that the flowers bloomed well and picked them easily. I happened to meet you...

Wang Anzhi, who had never seen Chu Yunshang, was even more nervous than her. The explanation that he wanted to cover up made Yan Luan laugh. He clearly said that he was here to find her and intentionally picked this flower, wasn't it...

etc!

Yan Luan widened her eyes. Could he be interested in her?

She felt that the flowers in her arms suddenly burned her hands very much!

Since that's the case, I appreciate the kindness of the Marquis, but I can't get this flower.

Not to mention Chu Yunshang's look that wanted to cut her eyes, even when she met Yan Jing, she didn't know how to explain. It's hard to coax a jealous man.

Wang Anzhi was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect to be rejected like this. His handsome face was instantly covered by gloom again. He took the white lotus that Yan Luan returned to him in a daze, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Marquis?

The man who took the flower without saying a word and then strode away, his lonely back and Princess Acha suddenly imagined it as if he was just now, and he ran away in panic...