Chang’an’s First Beauty

Lu Yan suddenly left the palace. The lights at the corner of the town government's office stayed up all night. Princess Jing'an sat on the couch all night, and finally saw Lu Yan in the morning of the next day.

Princess Jing'an pushed open the door of Suning Hall.

Seeing a large amount of blood oozing out of his chest, he couldn't help but red eyes and said, "Are you crazy? Are you!"

As he raised his eyes and looked at each other, Lu Yan smiled and said, "A Niang, the last time."

Princess Jing'an looked at her cold and gloomy pupils and couldn't help but breathe, swallowing everything that was about to overflow her mouth.

Where did he go last night, and who he saw again, obviously, it doesn't matter anymore... It's fine to come back safely.

After a period of silence, Lu Yan stood up straight, took out two secret letters from the Huanghualikuilong pattern book case, and handed them to Princess Jingan, "Aniang, take a closer look."

The princess read silently from right to left, her brows tightening.

All of these are the secret activities of the Xu family in the past two years. Although there is no definite evidence for some things, Princess Jingan can roughly guess which ones are true and which are false.

She gradually tightened her fingers holding the letter.

Lu Yan went on to say: "His Royal Highness is small, but he is very talented since he was a child, and there is a benevolent teacher like Xu Taifu who teaches by his side. If you want to come to the future, it will definitely be an important task.

His Royal Highness, that is the son of Concubine Duan.

Princess Jingan's eyes drenched, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know that party disputes are the taboo of the heavenly family, but your majesty has no intention of ruling the government. The Xu family is innocent to rule the crowd and the jackal's heart is clear. If everyone wants to protect themselves." Lu Yan looked at the secret channel in the hands of the princess and continued. Said: "The country is in danger."

"Saburo, but behind you is the entire National Palace..."

Before the princess had finished speaking, Lu Ting and Lu Ye showed up at the door of Suning Hall with many precious medicinal materials in their hands.

"Gou Li country lives and dies. How can we avoid misfortune and happiness?" Lu Ting said with a smile: "Sanlang, brother is the first to support you."

Lu Ye also smiled and said, "It should be so."

Three days later, the princess Jing'an brought the princess's guards to the Taoist temple, not only smashed that Rao Shizi back to the furnace for nine days, but also cursed Ge Tianshi.

Emperor Cheng Yuan said sharply: "Jing'an, am I too used to you!"

Princess Jing'an said hoarsely: "If Musa Saburo blocked the arrow for your majesty that day, what would your majesty take for immortality? Do you take these scented beads for fooling people!"

Emperor Cheng Yuan was short of breath, obviously very angry. He pointed to the face of Princess Jing'an and said: "You will return to your government mansion for me!"

Tears came from the corner of Princess Jing'an's eyes, "Brother Ruoah didn't want me to go back today, there is no more Jing'an in this world."

The trail in Guannei was frightened by such a series of battles.

When the stalemate was in a stalemate, Hongsheng drew the sword on his waist, raised the sword and cut off the head of Ge Tianshi. Before Emperor Cheng Yuan could react, Hongsheng bent his legs and knelt on the ground.

"The minister knows that his sin is unforgivable, and only hopes that his majesty will read an old feeling and let the adopted son of the minister's mansion be spared."

After all, with the sword in his abdomen, Hongsheng apologized with death.

Emperor Cheng Yuan's shoulders collapsed, his temples were white, his turbid eyes were filled with anger, surprise, and a trace of indescribable depression.

He shook his body, and Princess Jing'an held him back, "Your Majesty, go back to the palace."

Only when Emperor Cheng Yuan put on his dragon robe again and sat on the dragon chair did he suddenly realize that Dajin was no longer his hand.

The voice of the prince is getting louder.

Time flies like a white horse, and in a flash, it is two years.

The Lu family and the Xu family are incompatible. Although the Xu family is powerful, they can’t stand up to the Zhen Guo Gong Mansion, Xuanping Hou Mansion, Lu family kinsmen, and the Xu family behind the Chu family of Yangzhou and Duan Concubine take the lead in opposing the East Palace. In the past two years, Lu Yan personally broke many people in the Xu family.

The methods are so fierce and staggering, the twenty-six Lu Yan is not the gentleman of the Lu family.

The storm was surging above the hall, and the days after that were not as easy as she had imagined.

Chu Xun and Sui Yu invited him to the Red Sleeve Tower for a drink. It was evening when the carriage was marching into Pingkang Fang. He stepped on the unstoppable shadow of fire in the hanging corridor, and rushed in the dust.

His sleeves were covered with snowflakes, and it was another winter and another year of bleakness.

Opening the curtain of the wing room, Chu Xun teased: "It is getting harder for someone in Chu to see Master Lu in private."

Lu Yan now worships Shang Shu and communicates with him, and he can no longer do what he wants, so what Chu Xun said is correct.

Sui Yu smiled and said, "Acknowledge it, you were fooled by him to come to the capital."

Chu Xun was sore by Lu Yan's letter of "sincere and sincere". He left the paintings of West Lake and the beautiful scenery of Yangzhou, and rushed to the capital without stopping. As a result, he stumbled and became the torture of the black gauze on his head. The servant.

Li Niang from Hongxiulou sat beside her, stretched out her hand and rubbed Chu Xun's brows, and whispered softly: "Look, let's see what caused Master Chu to be wronged."

Chu Xun put his arms around her waist, with a scorpion at the corner of his mouth, "You cheated me too, didn't you?"

Li Niang smiled and said, "Li Niang dare not."

After eating some small dishes, Li Niang brought up a jar of good wine, and then respectfully said to Lu Yan: "This peach blossom is the signature of Hongxiulou. Master Lu drank it alone. Isn't it a little wasted to spend a good night?"

What Li Niang's words meant, Lu Yan couldn't be more clear. The man leaned back, his deep eyebrows were filled with joy, "How can it not be a waste of time?"

Li Niang met Chu Xun's eyes, got up and pushed the door open.

The red lanterns criss-crossed, and the soft voice lingered in the ears.

A girl walked in slowly, her face was clear and beautiful, her bright eyes were gazing, and her eyes met. Lu Yan's increasingly sophisticated and alienated eyes still gave her a moment of fascination.

Only then did he understand that today is simply a "Hongmen Banquet."

The woman in front of me was like that person in full sextile.

After a while, when the woman sat down, the man's eyes no longer wavered, and he asked her, "What's your name?"

The little girl was a little cowardly, clenched her fist, and whispered in a low voice: "Give it back to the lord, and call for Zhen'er as a slave."

A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Yan's mouth, "Which Zhen?"

Zhener said: "The pearl of Zhen."

Lu Yan said again: "How old is it?"

Zhener's cheeks were instantly red, "Sixteen."

Lu Yan played with the cup in his hand, then stood still, moved to her and said, "Invert the bar."

Zhen'er hasn't been out of the cabinet yet, she hasn't taken care of anyone, the greenness in her eyes can't be faked, she knows that the man in front of her is of high authority, but she doesn't know that he is so gentle and handsome.

Smelling the faint scent of sandalwood on his body, a trace of tremor on her body was like a spring breeze.

Both Sui Yu and Chu Xun's hands holding the cups were stiff, as if they were saying that Lu Shiyan should not have reacted like this.

The world thinks that he only has power in his eyes, and that his elegant skin is the increasingly surging ambition. But the eldest son of the town government office, twenty-six out of six do not marry or accept concubines, why can't he let go of that person?

Recalling that after Shen Zhen left Beijing, in the early spring, I don’t know which restaurant came from a news—don’t look at the number one beauty in Chang’an in the past. Shen’s daughter Shen Zhen had a marriage contract with Chang Pinghou. In fact, she’s still Worked as an outside room for Lu Jingzhao.

The daughter of the guilty family, the proud son of heaven.

Overnight, there was a lot of buzz.

Sui Yu thought that with Lu Yan's temper, whether overtly or secretly, he would definitely teach that person a lesson. He had never thought that he just exposed it lightly.

Sui Yu said to him: "Lu Yan, if this matter is inconvenient for you, I will come."

Lu Yan replied: "Why bother? Anyway, most rumors are like this. The more you care, the longer the spread will be."

Sui Yu said: "Then don't you care?"

Lu Yan frowned and smiled, "Since she has decided to become Su's wife, why should I care?"

Sui Yu looked at him helplessly in his eyes, his suspicion died in Lu Yan's calm tone, "Sui Youan, I am not as long as you are."

Sui Yu said again: "Then your marriage to the Bai family, why..."

Lu Yan said directly: "When I enter the center and govern, I will naturally get married."

Sui Yu admired Lu Yan for a moment.

I admire that he has never been immersed in any wind and moon, or that he has fallen, but his nature is thin and cold, and the appearance of letting go is so easy.

But a lie is a lie, and one day it will come to light. Now that two years have passed, the power he has in Lu Yan's hands is by no means comparable to that of the past. What will happen in the end? He still looks like this.

One, completely indifferent appearance.

Sui Yu suddenly realized that his temperament was difficult to express.

Sui Yu returned to his senses, looked at Zhen'er, and deliberately said, "Master Lu thinks that she looks like a person."

Lu Yan stared, took a sip of wine, and said in a deep voice, "Is that so?"

Chu Xun took a long breath and said with a serious expression: "You raise your head."

Zhen'er lowered her eyes and politely politely. After hearing this, she slowly raised her head...

Chu Xun nodded and said directly, "Don't say, she and Shen Zhen are indeed a little like each other."

Shen Zhen.

Speaking of it, Lu Yan didn't say these two words for a long time.

Chu Xun looked at the snow like catkins outside and said faintly: "Time is so fast, two years after a flash, it seems that Chang Pinghou's filial piety period should also have passed."

Suiyu echoed, "If I remember correctly, it has been half a year."

Chu Xun said again, "Are you going to Mobei for a wedding drink by then?"

Sui Yu nodded, "If it's nothing wrong in Beijing..."

Before he finished speaking, the corners of Lu Yan's lips cooled, the arc suddenly turned flat, and he threw the cup in his hand to the ground.

Zhen'er was agitated, jumped by the man's hostility, and her pouring arm stiffened.

The gurgling water stopped abruptly.

She quickly took out two veils and hurriedly wiped the corners of Lu Yan's clothes that were splashed with wine.

"My lord." Zhen'er raised her eyes and called.

Lu Yan pushed her away, got up and looked at Sui Yu's word by word, "Go."

"Lu Yan!" Chu Xun shouted.

Lu Yan didn't turn his head either.

Sitting with Yu by the window, looking at Lu Yan's bleak back, he said, "Sure enough, it's the same as you expected."

Chu Xun lowered his head and drank a sip of wine, then slowly said: "In two years, I have never heard him call Shen Sanniang's name, not once, because I deliberately mentioned it, he was also helpless, and soon turned to the front. How could it be the appearance of letting go."

Sui Yu nodded and said, "Today's hatred, he must be remembered by you and me."

Chu Xun said, "Let him go, it's better than holding it in my heart."

When Lu Yan walked out of Pingkang Fang, the heavy snow fell on his shoulder piece by piece.

Yang Zong placed an umbrella on his head, and Lu Yan bent over and got into the carriage.

The wheels stepped on the white snow and turned slowly.

Lu Yan suddenly called a stop.

The wheels stopped abruptly and squeaked as they crushed the snow.

After a long silence, Lu Yan exhaled, "Go to Chengyuan."

Yang Zong blinked and quickly said: "Subordinates understand." Of course, Yang Zong hasn't heard the three words "Go to Chengyuan" for a long time.

Stepping on the cold moonlight, Lu Yan pushed open the gate of Chengyuan. Everything here was as old as it was before. No one knew that the lanterns of Lanyue Pavilion were burning like this every day.

Hearing the movement, Tangyue and Moyue were on the spot, and the broomsticks in their hands "slapped" to the ground, sinking into the thick snowdrift.

"Shi Ziye?" Tangyue whispered.

Lu Yan said in a low voice.

Mo Yue rubbed her hands, and whispered: "Sir, you need water."

Lu Yan waved his hand and said no, Tangyue and Moyue looked at each other and bowed back together.

For two full years, he has never stepped into this place. There is no other reason. Every brick and tile here has her shadow.

Lu Yan wandered into the inner room. After his heart was beating wildly, layers of disappointment filled his eyes again.

A yellow rosewood canopy bed, a red tickling couch, a iron pear kitchen with four drawers, a square table with a dragon pattern, two red lacquered wood hollow-out stools... In addition to these dead objects, there are three or two Camellia she loves.

Even though he repeatedly asked, the house should not change its appearance, um, it did not change its appearance.

But without that person, it's still different.

He walked to the center of the room, looked at the Tieli four-drawer cabinet, opened a drawer with his hand, and saw a painting.

He was taken aback.

Slowly unfolding, I saw the day of betting in the lower right corner, and some dusty memories rolled in my heart like a tide.

The seventeenth year of Yuanqing, October 25th.

This is his birthday.

That evening, the sunset was just right.

He came to Chengyuan alone, thinking that he could receive a birthday gift from her, everything is good, even a leaf would be good, but he didn't want her to remember it at all. She was good-natured and submissive, and when he saw him, he was dissatisfied. He immediately pulled up his sleeve, and said in a somewhat flattering tone: "Is it feasible for me to paint a picture for an adult?"

He nodded sternly.

He knew that Shen Zhen's painting skills were excellent, and the portraits he painted were as real as real. Seeing her conscientiously writing, he, sitting opposite her, couldn't help but look forward to what she would paint herself like.

No wonder, this innocent and harmless villain also has bad water in his belly.

She actually painted what she looked like when she was only angry, her frowning brows, thin lips pursed... the unpleasantness in her eyes was clearly drawn.

He was so angry that he laughed, and pinched her waist and asked, "Shen Zhen, what do I look like in your eyes?"

The little girl turned around in his arms and hugged his waist with a sly look, "My lord is fair, doesn't it look like?"

The past cannot be chased, and the heart is deeply rooted.

She grabbed his heart for more than three hundred long and short days and nights, and then carved out her name one by one.

Just ask, what can he do?

She left Chang'an and went to her with Chang Pinghou. The sky was blue and the clouds were low in Mobei. Every time he hated her in his heart, the determination that he hated her in his heart would remind him of the words he had said to her before.

"Shen Zhen, aren't you unwilling?"

"Do you think I must be you?"

"Don't you know how to change your picky eater?"

"Are you so expensive?"

"Well, it was your brother last time, and this time it was your father. Who do you think is your boss?"

"If nothing happens in the future, don't ask Tangyue to deliver news to me."

"Chang Pinghou, what do you see him doing?" He gritted his teeth with anger, "Are you clear of your identity?"

She didn't dare to talk back every time, and every time, he regretted it after he said it.

It’s just that he didn’t know that three years ago, he would be crazy for a person, he didn’t dare to think, he didn’t dare to read, he was afraid of sinking deeper and deeper, and he was afraid of the residual warmth of her remaining in his memories...

Lu Yan raised his hand and gently stroked the camellia on the case table, petal by petal, the man who was strategizing in the courtroom suddenly laughed at himself.

This camellia you left behind quietly bloomed in the second winter after you left, Shen Zhen, and Lu Yan admit that I really can’t bear to marry someone else.

He sat back on the couch, fiddled with the jade pillow, and suddenly looked at a letter, an unopened letter.

His pupils shook, and he held the letter in his hand, trying to open it, but put it back in place.

As far as her thoughts were concerned, what would she say, what could he say, would he not be clear?

Thank him for saving her.

Thank him for helping her brother, father...

Finally, add one more sentence, if there is an afterlife?

The man smiled bitterly.

But he never believed in the afterlife.

Lu Yan gently rubbed the letter with his thumb, and put it in his arms.

Forget it.

Seeing the words is like the face, and it is painful to the heart and liver.

There was no sound for a long time, and Lu Yan suddenly felt that if there was only one person's breathing in this room, it would be too deserted.

A cold wind came in through the window, the curtain swayed, and he was in a daze as if he saw her standing in front of him, with lips and eyebrows, looking forward to flying.

"My lord," she whispered.

Lu Yan thought, that's good for being slightly drunk.

He patted his side and smiled: "Sit down."

Lu Yan put his hand on her waist, and after more than 700 long nights and tens of thousands of miles away, once again, he took her into his arms.

He kissed her on the forehead with a bitter throat. After a long while, he said: "Mobei is severely cold, are you still used to it?"

The person in his arms did not answer.

He could not restrain his sobs: "Be with him, rejoice?"

"Will he mind, you stayed with me for so long?"

"His mother, will he make rules for you, eh?"

Shen Zhen stopped moving and did not respond to him.

Twenty-six Zai, such a proud person, couldn't help but red eyes in this endless long night.

He kissed her earlobe and whispered, "I regret not protecting you."

I regret that I never said a word to you, wanting to marry you as a wife.

Three books and six ceremonies, Ming match is getting married.

Somehow, the girl sitting next to him burst into tears.

He didn't know what to do to wipe her gently with his fingertips.

The raised arm was almost stiff, "Don't cry."

Mobei is so far away from me, if you really cry, I won't know.

Immediately, Shen Zhen in front of him suddenly turned into a plume of smoke and disappeared. Lu Yan frowned, clutched his chest, and shouted, "Shen Zhen!"

"Shen Zhen!"

The thick black mist disappeared before his eyes, Lu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and breathed.

Looking around, this is not Guogongfu, nor Chengyuan...Where is this?

Before he was relieved, Shen Zhen raised his hand to cover his mouth and pushed him back on the couch.

There were waves of footsteps outside the house.

"Girl?" It was Miao Li's voice.

"Yeah." Shen Zhen said, "Why, what's the matter?"

"Girl, the maidservant just heard the sound, so it's easy to go in and take a look." Miao Li said.

Shen Zhen's heart and liver jumped with puff and puff, and she cleared her throat, "No, no need to come in! It was just my nightmare."

Miao Li frowned, "It's better for a slave servant to go in and have a look..."

Shen Zhen said loudly: "I really don't need to come in!"

At this moment, Qingxi grabbed the skirt and walked over quickly. How could she not know what was happening inside!

Qingxi said haha, "Sister Miao, let's go. Girls have the problem of talking in sleep when they were young."

Miao Li hesitated, seeing that the people inside and outside had unified their calibre, so they nodded.

After the footsteps left, Shen Zhen's eyes widened, and while glaring at Lu Yan, she lowered her voice and said, "What do you call my name in the middle of the night! Are you afraid that others will not know you are here?"

Shen Zhen is on the top and Lu Yan is on the bottom. The man didn't resist at all this time.

Shen Zhen looked down at him, suddenly frowned, raised his little hand, and stumbled: "You... why are your eyes red?"