An Xin was a little surprised at the direction of his topic, but she also replied: "It's just a small drink, it's no problem."
Then Ning Yan raised her peach blossom eyes with a smile and said, "You have caused quite a stir in the capital these few days."
Hearing this, An Xin knew that he was referring to the matter of Yaxin Pavilion, and replied: "It's just a small matter. My good sister and I opened a shop to sell some cosmetics and earn some money for the dowry."
"A small fight? Miss An, you make a fortune every day. Not everyone has this ability. Besides, dowry money? Do you mean marrying the prince? Using this money to make up for some of your mistakes?" Ning Yan's words were filled with sarcasm.
An Xin knew that he was referring to their one-night stand.
An Xin looked at Ning Yan and didn't care about his words or attitude.
She, An Xin, didn't care about the person and no matter how vicious the words were, it wouldn't make any ripples. Besides, in An Xin's eyes, Ning Yan was just a lonely pervert.
But An Xin still has a headache when talking about this matter. She doesn't want to marry the prince. She just wants to grab the luck and then go home.
But she didn't lose the battle, she said calmly: "I have been engaged to the prince since childhood. He is my future husband, I will definitely marry him, I have really earned the dowry money, and I will earn more and more. Even if there are some reasons why I can't get married, it is not an obstacle, I have my own way."
Ning Yan rarely felt uncomfortable with her answer. He suppressed this strange emotion, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at her, and said, "Wait and see."
At this time, An Xin asked, "Why did you come to Mount Putuo, Ninth Prince? You should know that Mount Putuo is the property of the Anguo Mansion, and outsiders are prohibited from entering."
Ning Yan asked back: "Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king. I am not here to steal or rob. Why not?"
An Xin rolled her eyes at him silently, thinking that this man was really good at talking and could turn black into white. His behavior was obviously inappropriate. He had come to her doorstep and was still so arrogant and wanton.
An Xin was helpless and replied: "You are right."
Ning Yan invited her: "Since you are here, come sit in this pavilion."
Thousands of alpacas are roaring past me in my heart.
Do you really think this is your home
An Xin looked inside the pavilion and discovered that there were some wine and food on the stone table and a zither next to it.
After seeing this, An Xin's eyes twitched a little. This person really thought this was his own home. He came and went as he pleased, as if no one was there.
What made me even more angry was that Ning Yan then said, "Sit wherever you want, just treat it like your own home."
As soon as An Xin sat down, Ning Yan said, "You can't sit here for nothing."
An Xin didn't know what he was up to and was a little at a loss for a moment.
She really wanted to say, "Big brother, this is my manor, this is my pavilion. What are you thinking about when you act like the host?"
An Xin waited for a while, and Ning Yan finally told her his purpose: "The song you sang at the Poetry and Lantern Festival that day was quite good. With such a beautiful scene and beautiful weather, why don't you sing a song for me, Miss An?"
The fox's tail is finally revealed
Just then, Anxin was in the mood, so he agreed.
The girl in red raised her jade fingers lightly, and the sound of the piano was lingering and endless.
Then Ning Yan took out a jade flute and followed An Xin's music closely.
The two of them were actually on Mount Putuo, in the peach blossom forest, playing the zither and the flute, responding to each other and playing together.
An Xin was a little surprised that Ning Yan had such skills at such a young age.
An Xin raised her head and glanced at Ning Yan. The man in white robe was as unrestrained and carefree as the wind, refreshing and elegant.
Today he was different from his usual self when he was wandering among the flowers.
As the saying goes, it is hard to find a soulmate. Looking at Ning Yan's casual and unrestrained manner when playing the flute, An Xin had a rather absurd thought in her mind.
This Ning Yan is like my soulmate!
After the song ended, Ning Yan's peach blossom eyes showed a hint of joy, and he said: "Sure enough, this song has that kind of charm only when you play it."
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince is too kind! My little skill is not worth mentioning. But your flute playing is very good." An Xin reciprocated the courtesy.
Afterwards, Ning Yan invited An Xin to join him, and An Xin readily agreed.
The two were in a very good mood today. They drank wine and talked about interesting folk customs in various places, feeling like they had met a kindred spirit.
When she was in high spirits, An Xin looked at Ning Yan and suggested, "Ninth Prince, can I lend you my zither? I'm in a good mood today and would like to play a song."
"Please go ahead..." Ning Yan was a little expectant. After all, An Xin's piano skills were top-notch.
The woman in red played the piano and sang, the sound of the piano was as clear and pleasant as jade beads.
After the song ended, Ning Yan's eyes were filled with surprise, and he asked, "What is the name of this song?"
An Xin took her hands off the strings and slowly answered, "The name of this song is 'Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix'. Phoenix, Phoenix, return to your hometown, travel around the world to seek your phoenix..."
Ning Yan's eyes looked inexplicable.
An Xin saw that he had some misunderstandings, so she said, "I just played this song casually because I thought it sounded nice. I will definitely play this song for my sweetheart in the future!"
Sweetheart
A hint of depth flashed across Ning Yan's peach blossom eyes.
"Is it the prince?" Ning Yan said for some reason.
An Xin opened her red lips slightly, her eyes flashing with disdain, and she chuckled: "Prince?"
For some reason, Ning Yan felt a little happy when he saw the disdain in An Xin's eyes.
Ning Yan suddenly mentioned it, staring at An Xin, who was wearing a red dress, with a half-smile in his eyes, and said: "If Miss An feels that there is no way out, I will allow you to come to my house as a concubine."
An Xin turned around and glanced at him, then replied with a smile: "Concubine? Isn't she a concubine this time?"
Then she continued, "It's a pity that I am arrogant and willful, and I don't know how to appreciate it. If you are the principal wife, and the Ninth Prince dismisses all the beauties in your mansion, I can consider it."
After saying that, she said goodbye, waved her sleeves, and turned to leave.
The red dress fluttered in the wind, blending into the peach forest scenery.
Looking at An Xin's unbridled and ostentatious look, Ning Yan's eyes flashed with interest. Maybe this is the real her!
After returning to the Anguo Mansion, An Xin thought about what happened today and felt a little funny.
She almost wanted to introduce Ning Yan to her as a close friend, but what he said later deeply shattered her idea.
However, Ning Yan's words also reminded her deeply that she must deal with the engagement with the prince as soon as possible, and within one or two years.
The fact that Yaxin Pavilion was making a fortune every day was already somewhat ostentatious. If the intelligence network she had established was discovered after the teahouse opened, it would be difficult for her to extricate herself.
I had nothing to do for a few days and was bored, so I took out some books and started studying herbs.
She discovered that there were many herbs in this world that she had never heard of.
As the saying goes, it is always good to learn more skills by combining the strengths of a hundred schools of thought. So she studied them seriously for a few days.