Chang’an’s First Beauty

The rain outside had obviously stopped, but Shen Zhen felt that there were dark clouds all over his head, and in an instant it was lightning and thunder.

At this moment, there is only one thought in her head—Shen Zhen, you are over, you are over.

Suddenly, Mo Yue's anxious voice came from outside, "Madam, you can't go in."

"Step aside."

"lady!"

This is the voice of the eldest sister!

Shen Zhen's face was panicked, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Desperate to survive, Shen Zhen stared at the room very quickly.

He is tall, and he can't get in the closet. Under the bed, there is no room to hide. The only thing he can hide is behind the yellow rosewood bamboo-carved landscape screen at the southeast corner.

Shen Zhen quickly put the clothes on his hand, tugged his arm, and pulled him behind the screen.

She panted and said, "My lord promised me that for a while, no matter what happens, my lord will not come out."

Lu Yan frowned and said calmly, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Shen Zhen red eyes, tugging at the corner of his clothes and said, "It's all my fault, my lord, please."

The man's face was completely black.

To be honest, what happened today, he has lived for twenty-four years, still the first time he has experienced it. He admitted that he was a little flustered, but his guilty conscience was different from Shen Zhen.

In his opinion, he has nothing to do with the Shen family, but her eldest sister is here, so what can he do?

As for making him hide?

Just looking at Shen Zhen's pleading gaze, he couldn't say anything that embarrassed her.

"Can you handle it yourself?" Lu Yan said.

Shen Zhen nodded, "Yes, you can rest assured."

When Shen Hao opened the door, Shen Zhen had already sat back on the couch. She didn't know if she was too guilty. She coughed and coughed without looking at each other...

The appearance of Shen's daughter is truly unique. She shines with light wherever she goes. It is like looking at the winter plum blooming in Dongli and can't move her eyes away.

If Shen Zhen in the Jade Age is fascinating, then the two-year-old Shen Zhen is a bit seductive, with a woman in bun, hibiscus noodles, willow waist, and shocking shadows.

Although the facial features of the sisters of a female compatriot are similar, they feel completely different.

Seven points are similar, three points are totally different, and two of these three points are probably poor in spirit. One is like a bright sun and the other is like a clear spring.

Shen Jia walked to her side by step, clenching her fist and said: "Shen Zhen, you can explain to me why you are here."

Where Shen Zhen dared to raise her head, she was not good at lying, let alone lying in front of her eldest sister.

"Big sister, I can't say." She whispered.

Shen Zhen's hands on her knees gradually clenched, and the individual could see how nervous she was.

Shen Jia looked at her like this, his heart seemed to be eaten by all kinds of insects, unable to breathe.

The seventh day of March is the anniversary of her mother's death. She went to Dacien Temple to pray for incense early in the morning.

There were very few people on that day. She knelt on the futon for a long time, chanted sutras, and worshipped the Buddha statue of Manjushri.

Pray for the Buddha to bless her to see Zhen'er and Hong'er as soon as possible.

Maybe the Buddha really heard her prayer.

After coming out of the main hall, she heard a wind bell, and subconsciously looked towards the Long Ye Tower-in that direction, there was a slim girl standing.

Although she is wearing a drapery hat, the back and the posture of the skirt when she goes up the steps seem to be telling herself that the one who can appear here on March 7 is Shen Zhen.

Just when she wanted to call her, she found that the woman had entered a guest room.

The guest room over there is not a place where ordinary people can enter, or it is not a place where Shen's daughter today can enter.

She looked suspiciously at the door of the guest room, but was stopped outside by the guest monk. In desperation, she had no choice but to pretend to be unreasonable to take away the merits of the guest monk.

The last stroke, sixty strokes, no name.

Although there is no name, how can she not see the handwriting of her own sister?

So she followed her all the way to Chengyuan.

The Li family is not peaceful, she dare not use any means to check the yard, so she has to wander around here by the name of buying goods on the street.

For several days, the place was quiet and silent, and it didn't look like someone was there. Until yesterday, a carriage drove slowly to the door of Chengyuan and stopped.

Immediately afterwards, she actually saw a man, bending down from the carriage, holding an oil paper umbrella, and walking in.

The rain outside kept pattering.

The man did not come out until the curfew drums rang.

A man entered a villa where a woman was hidden and stayed for a long night, which meant that Shen Hao could no longer play stupid.

She suddenly understood why no one could find her in Chang'an.

She held the grown-up third sister like a jade pearl, and actually made an outside room for someone...

Thinking of this, Shen Hao trembled: "Shen Zhen, whose name is this yard?"

When the voice fell to the ground, Shen Zhen raised his head suddenly, "Big sister, can you leave me alone? Give Zhen Er some time, Zhen Er will definitely tell the truth in the future."

However, as soon as Shen Zhen raised her head, Shen Jia saw a red mark on her neck.

The traces of the love between men and women are a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

"He stayed here last night?"

Shen Zhen was speechless.

"Then Jin's Qian Yinpu money was paid back by him?" Seeing Shen Zhen's default expression, the string that collapsed in Shen Hao's heart broke with a "ding".

Shen Zhen was silent for a while, then slowly opened his mouth, "Big sister, he is not only very good to me, he also sent Shen Hong to Yangzhou, and paid homage to Mr. Chu Xun, as well as Mother An, Mother An and Qingxi. It's all there."

The man behind the screen moved his Adam's apple slightly.

It turns out that this is what she sees, how is his?

Shen Yan looked down at Shen Zhen, tears from the corners of her eyes welled up uncontrollably.

Every word she said was stuck in her heart.

She looked at Shen Zhen's pale face, and suddenly said hoarse: "What's so good?! What kind of good is this! Is it good to keep you as an outside room? Shen Zhen! Who allows you... Who allows you to do it for Shen Hong , You abuse yourself so badly! You are only seventeen years old! You are not married yet! What will you do in the future... How do you let me face Aye A-niang..."

"What do you ask my sister to do..." After saying this, Shen Jia was already crying.

After hearing these words, the man behind the screen looked as dark as a deep pool.

Outside room, married, bad practice

He admitted that he couldn't hear a word of Shen Jiao's words.

Shen Zhen shed tears while choking, "Big sister, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Hearing this mournful tone, it was Lu Yan's intention to respect her, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Lu Yan looked at the Huanghuali wood and bamboo carved landscape screen in front of him, laughed at himself, put on the cloak, and walked out.

"Ms. Shen." Lu Yan said solemnly.

Shen Zhen was stunned and whispered: "My lord, what are you doing out?"

Shen Hao stared at the man in front of him with red eyes, and suffocated his breath.

The eldest son of Zhenguo Gongfu, the only son of Princess Jing'an, no one in Manchuria knew him.

No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't think it was him...

Lu Yan's name in the court is not unremarkable, he is the proud son of heaven, cold and arrogant, and he has become the fourth grade official at twenty-one. Like Shen Zhen, a girl like Wang Qingquan who saw the bottom at a glance, fell into the hands of someone in such a deep city, only to be rubbed by him at will.

How can you have the power to fight back?

Lu Yan walked over, and these few steps were really the heaviest steps in his life. He looked at Shen Jia, who was seven-point like Shen Zhen, and Shen Zhen with teary eyes, suddenly felt the tingling of his scalp.

He walked to the couch, squatted down, and reached out his hand to wipe away tears for Shen Zhen, "Okay, don't cry."

But every time his thumb moved, her tears fell.

It hit his heart silently.

Lu Yan rubbed his heart, sighed, turned around and said to Shen Jia: "If you have anything to say to Miss Shen, just tell me."

Shen Jia looked at him, and said word by word: "The elder son raises my third sister here, does Princess Jing'an know about it?"

"I don't know yet." Lu Yan looked directly at Shen Hao.

Shen Jia gritted her teeth and said: "My sister did not do something well, she didn't want to provoke her son, I will pay you for her..."

"She didn't provoke me." Lu Yan knew what she was going to say, so he interrupted her directly, "She didn't have a choice."