An Xin was silent. Su Ya saw everything clearly and what she wanted in her heart was too pure.
When these talented people chatted with Su Ya, they were only attracted by her family background and appearance.
As she spoke, she suddenly asked An Xin: "Xin Xin, do you think there is someone who is with me just because I am Su Ya, and not because I am the Prime Minister's legitimate daughter Su Ya?"
An Xin held her hand and said firmly, "I definitely will."
As they were talking, Li Youran came over and the two of them calmed down.
The three of them have known each other since childhood and have a deep friendship. They were chatting animatedly.
To Anxin's surprise, Gao Qilin raised his glass and came over to talk to the three of them. He then toasted them with a glass of wine, and the three of them followed his lead and drank together.
Gao Qilin is a genius. He is humorous, well-spoken, neither humble nor overbearing. It is very comfortable to get along with him.
For a moment, the three of them had a good impression of him.
As the topic gradually deepened, the three of them got along better and better with him.
This is perhaps what people call the three views being in harmony.
The Crown Prince and the Second Prince have always been on An Rou's side. An Rou has always been gentle and kind, and is also able to read people's expressions, so the atmosphere on their side is extremely harmonious.
At this moment, An Rou swept away her previous anger, and her heart finally felt a little relieved, and she became more and more proud.
Ning Mu then remembered that he should go and say a few words to An Xin. After all, she was still his nominal fiancée, so he still had to do the superficial work.
Thinking of An Xin, Ning Mu felt a little amazed at the amazing performance of his fiancée today.
Although he likes An Rou more, this has no impact at all. As the crown prince, wouldn't he be happy if he married these two sisters together and had beautiful wives and concubines
He turned to An Xin, and An Rou saw resentment flashing in An Xin's eyes, but she could not act rashly, so she continued to talk about interesting things with the Second Prince Ning Ze and others.
When the prince came over, the four of them hurriedly saluted. Ning Mu told them not to be polite and took the initiative to find topics to talk to An Xin.
But after chatting with An Xin for a few words, seeing An Xin's indifferent response, he lost most of his interest and turned to look for An Rou.
When An Rou saw Ning Mu turning around to look for her, she looked at An Xin with some complacency.
An Xin looked at her actions and felt a little funny.
Her good sister is so cute that she wants to play with her slowly...
After the prince left, Su Ya whispered to An Xin, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to act like this. You and the prince are engaged."
When Su Ya mentioned the engagement, Li Youran's face flashed with sadness, while Gao Qilin quietly observed from the side without saying a word.
An Xin looked at Su Ya's worried expression and said with a smile, "What should we do? Although there is an engagement, will we definitely get married? Everything in this world changes rapidly. Is it common for a person to be a farmer in the morning and become an emperor in the evening?"
As the night deepened and it was getting late, the four of them said goodbye and returned to their respective residences.
I drank a little too much today and Anxin feels a little dizzy.
I felt dizzy and was helped back to the room by the silhouette.
Congratulations to the host for making a splash at the Poetry Lantern Festival and striking a blow to An Rou's arrogance. The luck value is +20 points. The host's luck value is now -60.
Hearing the system's voice, An Xin finally felt relieved and fell into a deep sleep.
Late at night, An Xin was sleeping soundly, but she always felt as if something cold was pressing against her throat...
She woke up suddenly and found that someone was sitting next to him with a dagger against her neck.
Fortunately, the dagger is facing upside down.
An Xin raised her head and when she saw the pair of smiling peach blossom eyes, she knew who this person was!
Ning Yan!
How did this guy get to his room? Where are the guards from the Duke of Anguo's mansion
"You!" An Xin was angry and scared.
That can't be possible. This guy is here to kill people to silence them
She swore she didn't say anything, so how come trouble came to her
Ning Yan smiled, then put the dagger back and placed it on the table beside him.
An Xin wrapped herself in the quilt, shrank back in fear, and looked at him warily: "My Lord, what are you doing coming to my boudoir in the middle of the night?"
Ning Yan stared at her peach blossom eyes with a dazed look in her eyes, and only then did An Xin smell the alcohol on him.
"If the prince doesn't leave, I'm going to call for help!"
"You can shout." Ning Yan said casually, his peach blossom eyes turned and he smiled: "But, do you dare to shout?"
"You!" An Xin's face turned red with anger. She really didn't dare to do that, and turned her head away angrily: "I don't even bother to talk to a drunk like you."
Ning Yan did not tease her and said seriously: "I came here today with the insolence of my heart because I want to ask Miss An for help."
"No help!" An Xin was still a little drunk and became a little bolder.
"Hmm?" Ning Yan looked at her dangerously.
"How can I not help? I have to help!" An Xin immediately backed down and said in a servile manner.
The man in front of her drew his sword as soon as he disagreed with her. How could she, with her weak arms and legs, defeat him
"Miss An, please help me draw a sketch." Ning Yan's tone was complicated, and An Xin sensed the deep-seated tenderness and attachment.
Could it be that he was asking his sweetheart to paint for him? An Xin thought.
An Xin saw Ning Yan take out a scroll from behind.
Seeing An Xin's doubts, Ning Yan explained: "This is my mother's posthumous painting."
The Ninth Prince's mother? Isn't she Chen Xianxu
"If you draw the sketch, the dagger will really be given to you, but..."
Your fate is uncertain, Ning Yan said meaningfully.
An Xin also understood the implication and felt a little short of breath, but there was nothing she could do.
Let’s counter it!
For the time being, she was no match for Ning Yan.
An Xin glanced at him, got out of bed, put on her coat, and went to the desk.
Ning Yan followed closely behind her, then carefully spread out the scroll and placed it on the table.
An Xin looked carefully at the woman in the painting.
Her eyes are like autumn water, her brows seem to be frowned but not frowned, she is really a stunning beauty!
An Xin sighed inwardly, no wonder Ning Yan had such a beautiful appearance, it turned out that his mother was such a beauty.
Since she had never seen Ning Yan's mother in person, even An Xin found it quite difficult to draw a sketch.
So An Xin couldn't help but frown.
Ning Yan saw this and asked, "What? Can't draw?"
“I can draw it, but I need time to study the original.”
As An Xin was talking, she glanced at Ning Yan and said, "Can you just stay there quietly? Is there anyone who would urge others to paint like you?"
Ning Yan listened and, contrary to his usual behavior, did not refute.
Anxin was so focused on the painting that he had no time to pay attention to her. He was concentrating on looking at the painting.
A quarter of an hour later, she closed her eyes for a few seconds, as if she was thinking.
Later, An Xin picked up the remaining half of the charcoal pencil from the party and began to paint on the paper seriously.
Ning Yan, who was standing beside her, did not disturb her, but just stood there quietly. He kept staring at the scroll, and saw that An Xin's skillful hands seemed to have the power of a god.
With just a few strokes, the whole pattern was outlined.