Chang’an’s First Beauty

The surroundings are dark and quiet, and the pattern of lattice windows is reflected on the ground. From a distance, it looks like the waves of Jinghu Lake.

Lu Yan bowed his head and kissed her forehead, "Speak, I will answer you."

Shen Zhen's body stiffened, and his heart jumped up.

Even though his tone is rare and gentle, he can be short-mouthed and short-handed, and when he is asking for something, he will inevitably be a little weak.

She looked at his gloomy expression and couldn't help thinking: If you want to lie to him, she really is not good enough.

Lu Yan put her hand on Shen Zhen's waist and slowly rubbed her, her index finger fiddled with her ribs that kept opening and closing due to breathing difficulties.

Shen Zhen was silent for a while, pushed away his hand, and finally sat up, not only begging for help, he must have a begging attitude.

Like just now, it's not sincere.

She knelt on the bed and whispered softly: "I do have something, and I want to ask you for help."

Lu Yan squinted Shen Zhen's eyes.

The matter between men and women has always been complicated. The two obviously did the most intimate thing in the world, but he could feel that the heart of the person in front of him was separated from him by a clearly visible membrane.

Originally, Lu Yan could turn the matter of them into a way of spending money together. She made her own nameless outside room, and he went to take care of her family, which was not difficult for him.

But day by day, he could not restrain his greed.

He wanted joy, gratitude, and admiration.

Lu Yan looked cold, and said lightly: "You said it."

Shen Zhen put his hand on the edge of the bed, secretly exerting force, and the white fingertips instantly turned white. She swallowed and said, "I will send some medicine to Dali Temple." There is no need to say who is in the prison of Dali Temple.

Shen Zhen continued: "My father has old illnesses, and it will happen every rainy season..."

Lu Yan raised his eyes and glanced at her, put his hands on her knees, rubbed them at random, and said, "Sure."

Shen Zhen looked at him in surprise.

So easy...?

Lu Yan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "Isn't it okay to say something straightforward, you have to toss me hard?"

"I do not have."

She retorted subconsciously.

"Really, it seems that the third girl Shen is usually self-disciplined. She has such a passionate temperament, and she hides it quite deeply." Lu Yan's thin lips lightly opened, and she couldn't say anything nice.

Shen Zhen gave a light cough, and after a long while, he said thank you seriously.

"Lie down." Lu Yan pinched her buttocks casually, closing his eyes and said: "If you make a sound again, this officer will definitely not let you sleep."

The sound of rain diminished outside, the dark clouds dispersed, and a moonlight squeezed into the inner room.

Lu Yan tilted his head, glanced at Shen Zhen in his arms, and couldn't help sighing secretly as a silly girl.

In other words, why do people often say that the pillow breeze in the outer room blows better than at home?

In this world, once a court official has an outer chamber and is stained with scarlet color, it is tantamount to placing his own handle in the opponent's hand.

When it is full of affection, it must be cheerful, stimulating, and fragrant, but what about after the joy? Which girl is willing to take her life in a world?

The girls outside seem to have learned a certain course.

They all said at first that they don't want anything, but then what? Once the time has passed, there will be some extra-physical friendships with Lang Jun, who should be pregnant or pregnant, and relatives who should come to the door will also come to the door one by one.

Let's just talk about the servant man who went to court because of the outside room a while ago. He has worked hard all his life, and there is nothing wrong with his career, but if something like that happened, the civil officer took the opportunity to refer to another book.

No, it was demoted to the place.

Although Lu Yan hadn't married yet, he didn't say that he was sorry for sending out his wife, but once the matter of raising the outside room was found out, his white and flawless wings would suffer a little bit.

The saint also had to avoid the chattering of the court, and pressure his official position.

It's just that Shen Zhen, a high-class lady who has lived in a deep boudoir for a long time, doesn't understand the doorway inside.

She can't use those Hu Meizi's methods to teach her.

For the few things he had done for her, she almost wrote a letter for herself to show her gratitude.

The rain outside is strong and weak, without ending.

Lu Yan had another long dream...

Or in other words, a memory that originally belonged to him flooded into his mind.

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This old dream in the past life is also about this time, March, the rainy season.

Town State Government House.

As soon as the curfew drum sounded, Yang Zong pushed open the door of the room and handed a package to Lu Yan, "Master, let me pass it to you from Chengyuan."

Lu Yan took it without changing his face and opened it. It was a pile of bottles and cans, and he lowered his head and smelled it.

It is a soothing fragrance.

Then sneered.

He asked Yang Zong to pass the news of Yunyang Hou Wuhu to her, so he received her "thank you" so soon?

"Take it back." Lu Yan threw these bottles and cans back into Yang Zong's hands, "By the way, tell her that I don't have to do this in the future."

When Lu Yan returned to Suning Hall, he felt a sense of irritation in his heart as he watched the candlelight swaying in the room.

He often wondered if he should take her to Yangzhou.

If you don't take her to Yangzhou, Shen Zhen will say to him, it's just a sinner taking care of Sui Yu.

Lu Yan sat quietly for a long time, subconsciously twisting Bai Yu's fingers on his hands, thinking back to the short few months she had been with her in Yangzhou.

To be honest, he didn't really want to take her to Yangzhou at first. In Lu Yan's eyes, a woman who pampered and raised her was the most hypocritical.

However, along the way, what he expected, and in order to happen, she was very well-behaved, and she also helped herself a lot.

She entered Yangzhou with him as a concubine's room. Since it is a concubine's room, she has to sleep on the same bed.

The same couch, indeed, is too close.

He accidentally caught a glimpse of her half-open, crispy and half-dew, and he also bumped into her bathing and changing clothes, which was alluringly convex.

Her waist was thin like a wicker, and the white flesh dangled so that people's eyes hurt.

One day, he returned home from the Cishi Mansion in the evening, and he pushed the door into the clean room. Unexpectedly, she was there.

Between them, there is only a thin hollow screen.

The woman's graceful and attractive lines are fully visible in front of her eyes, her waist is like a string, and her shoulders are cut like a knife.

He knew that if he walked in, he would lose control, so he turned and left, and did Liu Xiahui with tolerance and restraint.

Indulging in Fengyue things is tantamount to planting an evil fruit.

Lu Shiyan, he wouldn't even lose this point of concentration.

What's more, he knew that everything she did, Miss Shen, was just to see Shen Hong.

But many things in this world are unexpected.

I remember that on the day when Zhao Chong gave her the medicine in the painting boat, while she drank it, she used a broken cup to secretly cut her arm.

He looked at the bloodstain in front of him, looked at the person lying in his arms, and couldn't help but sigh, she was not very big, and she was weird with himself.

Since that day, he has indeed felt sorry for her.

On the eve of New Year's Eve, he took her to see Shen Hong. Under the white moonlight, she thanked him with picturesque eyebrows.

When returning from Chu Mansion, he immediately hugged her waist, trembling, and she did not hide.

In fact, everything should have ended on that day.

That situation could not help but happened on the day they left Yangzhou and entered Hucheng.

Red candles flickered in the night.

When he saw her sitting in front of him in a wedding gown, he actually kissed her fascinated and uncontrollably, and finally fell drunk in the seductive fragrance.

Did he want her after all.

Her legs were slightly open, and he looked down, where it was like cutting a peach in half.

Extraordinarily attractive and suffocating.

As he walked deep, her tears soaked his clothes.

He thought it was because the woman was in pain for the first time, but then he found out that he was wrong, because her tears didn't stop until the latter half of the night.

Following the moonlight, he pulled her face away and asked, "Is it because of Shen Hong?"

She did not answer directly, but only thanked him.

With a pair of eyes, he knew that this was unwilling.

This Fengyue, it was his wishful thinking.

However, he was as arrogant as him, and only felt guilty for less than half a moment.

"Shen Zhen, I will compensate you, and I will never touch you again."

After returning to Beijing, their relationship couldn't help but a layer of ice...

When his thoughts returned, Lu Yan walked out of Suning Hall quickly and stopped Yang Zong's footsteps, "Give me something."

After all, he couldn't hold back, and went to Chengyuan again.

He pushed open the door of Lanyue Pavilion.

The moonlight overlapped with the candlelight in the room, spilling in diagonally.

Seeing him, Shen Zhen was stunned, after a while, he got up and called an adult.

Lu Yan threw the bottles and cans back to her with a calm face, "What do you mean by the third girl?"

Shen Zhen bowed his head, his heart pounding.

There has always been only one answer to his question. As for what Yang Zong said to her a few days ago, naturally, he couldn't say it.

For example: "Ms. Shen knows how much the son-in-law paid to send the doctor to the Dali monastery?"

Another example: "Shi Ziye has been sick recently and often has trouble sleeping."

...

The heavy rain fell sharply, and the branches that had sprouts were swept by the strong wind, and there was a knock on the branch windows in the house.

If you ask what Shen Zhen is thinking at this moment, it is indeed a bit more complicated.

Thanks, helpless, broken cans, broken, really have everything.

Shen Zhen took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and wrapped his waist, "My lord, I was not good before, I shouldn't make you angry."

To say that this person's heart is also strange.

Before getting started, Lu Yan still thought the bottle in front of him was extremely ridiculous, but listening to her pitiful voice, he suddenly felt that what was wrong with her?

Where can she choose?

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Lu Yan was awakened and pressed his temple firmly.

He subconsciously looked out of the window, the sky was bright, and the bright sunshine came in after the rain, and it was warm.

He reached out and patted the bed beside him, it was empty.

Lu Yan sat up abruptly, slipped his shoes on the ground, and walked to the door, with a rare panic in the dark color.

At this moment, Shen Zhen just walked in.

She smiled, "My lord is awake?"

Lu Yanxuan's heart on the heights gradually fell back, his face instantly collapsed back to the original state, and he said slowly, "Why didn't you call me?"

Shen Zhen smiled and said, "Isn't your lord taking a break today, take more rest, okay?"

The wind today is much more gentle than in his dreams.

After washing, Shen Zhen thought he was going to eat, but this humanity said: "There is something urgent today, don't use it for now."

Shen Zhen changed his clothes and wrapped his waist as usual.

Unexpectedly, the girdle hadn't been buttoned, so he took her face and took a sip.

"Wait for me to come back, eh?" The hint is self-evident.

Shen Zhen blushed and nodded at him.

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Leaving Chengyuan, Lu Yan bent over into the carriage and said to Yang Zong: "Go to Zhou Mansion."

Yang Zong said the same things as in his previous life, "The master said, is it from Dali Temple Qing Zhou?"

"Ok."

Much like in the dream, he followed the housekeeper of Zhou's house and came to his study.

Zhou Shuan was still sitting at the table, dressed in white and plain clothes, as flamboyant as jade.

The white porcelain incense burner in the room was filled with green smoke.

His sharp features added a hazy softness in the smoke-filled room.

Zhou Shuan smiled and said, "Master Lu sit down."

His eyes revealed maturity and sophistication, which definitely couldn't be concealed by the smile in the corner of his eyes.

Lu Yan took the lead and said: "Lu is here to ask Lord Zhou to owe favor."

Zhou Shuan was silent for a while, poured two cups of tea, and handed it to Lu Yan, "Master Lu, please say."

As in the dream, Lu Yan's words sounded like Puluo.

Zhou Shuan looked at him suspiciously.

After a while, he finally asked the sentence, "The third girl of the Shen family is in Master Lu's hands?"

Lu Yan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Lu is not a prisoner of Master Zhou."

Zhou Shuan played with the empty tea cup in his hand and smiled.

No wonder.

No wonder.

Zhou Shuan raised his eyes to look at him, and said quietly, "So, Mrs. Li Shilang's case was also tried by Mrs. Lu?"