Chang’an’s First Beauty

Chapter 9: the next day

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Early the next morning, everyone gathered in Jia'an Hall.

The old lady was holding the second daughter-in-law in her hand, who just gave birth to her great-grandson, and smiled.

While this room was talking, Mrs. Lu raised her eyes and saw that Meng's daughter's eyes were flickering on Lu Yan.

And what about Lu Yan

On the other hand, he was leaning on his side, talking intently to Lu Ye in the second room and Lu Ting in the third room, without showing his face.

The old lady curled the corners of her lips. Her grandson really refused to give any face to others.

She cleared her throat and said to Meng Suxi, "Girl, you gave me the picture of a hundred cranes yesterday, but did you draw it yourself?"

Meng Suxi got up quickly, "Yes, I made the old lady laugh."

The old lady nodded with satisfaction and added, "It's great to have such a brilliant brush at your age, but in terms of Shen Yun, it's still a little weaker."

Upon hearing this, Meng Suxi hurriedly answered, "I wonder if Suxi will be fortunate enough to get the old lady's advice today?"

Seeing her on her way, Mrs. Lu smiled and said, "If you are talking about painting skills, you shouldn't ask me, this old lady, you should ask your cousin Yan, he is an expert." Seeing that Lu Yan didn't respond, the old lady said He raised his face and shouted at him, "Brother Yan!"

When the old lady shouted like this, Lu Yan wanted to pretend to be dead, but she couldn't.

He turned around casually and smiled, "Grandma called me."

Mrs. Lu took a painting from the maid and handed it to Lu Yan, "This is the painting of your cousin Xi, you can take a look." Mrs. Lu glared at him, the meaning was obvious, if he dared not to take it up , just wait.

Lu Yan got up and took the painting, went up and down, left and right, and looked at it for a long time.

Meng Suxi saw her painting being pinched in his hands, and her heart couldn't help thumping, as if what he was holding was not the painting, but herself.

Such a handsome man, who could not be moved

After a long while, Lu Yan looked up and said, "Isn't this good?"

Meng Suxi managed to talk to him, but naturally she refused to let it go, "Mrs. Lu just said that this painting of Suxi lacks a bit of charm, Suxi begged her cousin to give some advice, and she will practice more in the future. ."

Hearing this Cousin Yan, Lu Yan raised his eyelids slightly and looked at her like that, before he said, "Miss Meng, that's a talent, you think that diligence can make up for one's clumsiness, but it's not the case, Shen Yun, how many people I can't ask for it in my whole life." Indeed, Lu Yan still saved face for the Meng family girl, really.

Otherwise, according to his temper, it's okay to be ashamed and angry with a girl's family.

As soon as the words fell, Meng Suxi's face was pale, and the old lady's face was blue. Lu Ting, who was in the third room, embarrassedly rubbed his face with his hands, and the corners of the princess' mouth twitched slightly. Voice.

The surroundings were too cold, and Mrs Wen hurriedly got up to smooth things out, "Isn't it true, if you want me to tell you, Xi girl is too strong, isn't this painter much better than our sister Heng's painting?"

Lu Heng glanced at Wen unwillingly.

Lu Yan returned to the Suning Hall on the front foot, and Princess Jing An arrived on the back foot.

"What's the matter with you?" Princess Jing'an folded her arms over her chest.

Lu Yan frowned slightly, not expecting her mother to defect so quickly.

"Mother wants me to marry that daughter of the Meng family?" Lu Yan said.

Princess Jing'an raised her eyes to look at him, "When did I tell you to marry her? But even if we don't talk about marriage, she is always the niece of your third aunt. It's right to call you cousin, as for you. Is it?" The son he gave birth to, he knew best.

Lu Yan was silent.

Princess Jing'an looked at his cold-hearted look, and she couldn't help but get angry, "Princess Fu'an has a grandson on the other side, but you are good, the marriage has not yet been completed. I don't care what you think, in short For the time being, the Meng family's child looks good to me, if it is possible, the marriage will be settled next year."

At first, Lu Yan still looked absolutely impossible, but somehow, he suddenly remembered that capricious dream.

In the dream, he died without a wife or child.

He raised his head and glanced at the eldest princess, and suddenly remembered how she collapsed and cried in front of the mourning hall. For the first time, he didn't say anything against it, but said coldly, "I'll try."

The eldest princess smiled unexpectedly.

It is true that she, a mother-in-law, never thought that he could try this sentence.

Lu Yan is a person who keeps his word. Since he has said it, he will naturally not regret it. After that, he did not give Meng Suxi a cold face again, and sent her a few paintings to express his feelings on that day. apology.

Wen Suxi was flattered. As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot, as long as Lu Yan returns to the house in the past two days, she will ask for advice with copybooks and paintings.

I even played a game of chess.

A few days later, Lu Yan was invited to attend the wedding banquet of Suiyu, the prince of Xuanping Hou.

The bride was sent into the bridal chamber with cheers, and the whole house was saying auspicious words.

Xuanping Hou Shizi Sui Yu was drunk by several friends and went to Lu Yan's place. He could no longer hide the forbearance in his eyes.

He clinks glasses with his best friend and drank them immediately.

In the eyes of everyone, Sui Yu Chunfeng was so proud that he was fortunate enough to marry his teacher's daughter. Only Lu Yan knew that Sui Yu had never let go of that person.

When you mention that person, you have to say something old.

Three years ago, Suiyu High School Jinshi was about to go to Yunyang Houfu to propose marriage to Shen Yao, the second daughter of the Shen family. The betrothal gifts were prepared, and the matchmakers had already found them. But at this time, the second prince from Uyghur, unexpectedly in She fell in love with Shen Yao at first sight at a hunting banquet.

The sage had the intention to win over the Uighurs. As soon as he heard that the other party was interested in a relationship, he immediately issued an decree to seal Shenyao as Princess Yonghe, and then marry at a good time and auspicious time.

This is the emperor's life, and no one can change it.

The guests on the side drank too much, and swayed and said: "If I can live like Xiao Yu, I will die without regrets."

Sui Yu heard it, looked back, and couldn't help but chuckle.

No regrets

But the two major regrets in his life, one is when the title of the golden list, and the other is the wedding night.

Before Sui Yu entered the bridal chamber, he patted Lu Yan on the shoulder, "Shi Yan, in fact, I envy you the most." Being unmoved, unfeeling, and most free.

When Lu Yan walked out of Xuanping Marquis Mansion, it was already dark.

He stepped on the limousine, closed his eyes for a long time, remembered Meng Suxi's method of suddenly advancing and retreating, and was too lazy to go back to deal with it, and said coldly: "I won't go back to the house today, go to the Zhuyuan in the west."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Zong was stunned for a moment, and then he said weakly, "Master Shizi, we can't go to Zhuyuan."

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong?"

Yang Zong looked at the appearance of his eldest son who was slightly drunk. Guessing that he forgot, he reminded: "You forgot, we collected the 8,000 guans a few days ago, let's take out the bamboo garden."

You must know that a private house in Chang'an City, that is, hundreds of thousands, a full 8,000, but they sold a lot of assets in their hands.

Hearing this, Lu Yan said quietly, "Really." He smiled, but there was an inexplicable annoyance in his eyes.

"Then go back to the manor?" Yang Zong asked.

"No, go to Chengyuan."

Not to mention that he has to forget, he also raised an outer room.

The night was slightly cold, and there was no sound.

When Lu Yan arrived at Chengyuan, Shen Zhen had already fallen asleep. In Lanyue Pavilion, it was dark and not a single light was on.

Apart from Shen Zhen and the two maids who were already here, there was no one else in this courtyard.

Shen Zhen slept very honestly, a slender one, not necessarily moving all night.

Lu Yan leaned on the door frame, raised her eyebrows high, and looked at her back carefully. Even if he was covered with a quilt, he could see the undulating contours of his body, with his waist at the bottom and buttocks at the top.

When Lu Yan entered the room, he deliberately made some noise, the footsteps of Chu Chu, and the movement of the round stool.

He had just eaten the wine, and his mouth was inexplicably dry now. He lifted the kettle on the table, tilted it slowly, and made the sound of water pouring into the cup.

Shen Zhen closed his eyes and opened it after a long while, his little hands clenched into fists, his body stiffened, and he didn't dare to look back.

At this time, there is no one who can directly break into Chengyuan, and there is no one else except him.

Lu Yan looked at Shen Zhen, noticed that the neck of the man at the corner of the bed was completely stiff, and knew that she was awake.

He raised his hand and took a sip of water, then said coldly, "Is that what you do in the outer room?"

In a word, it directly broke the silence of the house.

Shen Zhen heard his faint anger, and suddenly felt that the bed was covered with nails, so she bit her lower lip and stood up.

She went down silently, came to him, and said softly, "Sir."

Lu Yan glanced at her and saw that she was well-dressed, not even taking off her surcoat outside. I don't know who is guarding.

He hummed, then got up, facing her, arms outstretched.

Shen Zhen didn't know what to do at first, and only after her eyes met, did she know what to do, but her palms were sweaty and she didn't know where to start. After a long hesitation, she wrapped her arms around his waist and waited on him to change clothes.

But Shen Zhen, a daughter-in-law of the Hou mansion who has not left the cabinet, how can she untie the man's girdle

Lu Yan looked at her slender fingers, moving back and forth on his girdle, but couldn't undo them, and couldn't help but whisper, "How come you can't do this?"

Shen Zhen felt the coolness above her head, and her heart was filled with grievances. No one has taught her about this, can she be taught without a teacher

"Talk back." He said angrily.

It has always been his job to hang others, so when will it be someone else's turn to hang him

Shen Zhen's shoulders trembled at his sternness, and she rolled her eyes secretly in her heart, but her tone was very good, "Sorry, forgive me, it's my first time doing it."

Hearing this, he couldn't help but look at her black and supple hair, and the ten fingers that had not been touched by Yang Chunshui, and his frowning brows gradually loosened.

Too.

A month ago, she was the pampered third lady of the Houfu.

After a while, Lu Yan silently grabbed her two little hands, pinched her fingers, and secretly exerted force, teaching her to undo her girdle just like teaching someone to hold a pen.

"Remember?" Lu Yan released her hand.

Shen Zhen's face was crimson, and she didn't know where to put her hands. She just suddenly remembered his cold "return" and said quickly, "Remember, my lord."

Also, know the long memory. Lu Yan thought.

After Shen Zhen replied, this person was still in front of her. She guessed that this should be what she meant to continue.

She quickly recalled how Qingxi usually served her.

It's strange to say that, after being served for many years, these actions should be the most familiar, but when I think about it now, they are all intermittent and can't be picked up everywhere.

If it wasn't for the dark sky outside, Shen Zhen even felt that she should be seventeen now.

With him, life is like a year.

After Shen Zhen waited for him to change his clothes, he turned around and lit the lamp, folded his clothes, and placed them on a huanghuali lotus leaf-style hexapod incense table.

Then Pestle stayed silent.

Lu Yan sat on the bed and looked at her face under the flickering candlelight, she was white and misty, the corners of her eyes were green and charming, and she was fascinated for a while.

When she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but think, is she the one who made the self in her dream unforgettable until she died

at the same time.

Shen Zhen moved to his side step by step, and whispered, "Do you want to stay overnight, my lord?"

Lu Yan met her eyes and said "um".

Since she was his outer room, she naturally knew that it was only a matter of time before she was in the same room with him and had a skin-to-skin relationship with him. But after thinking about it, doing it is really a cowardice.

She took the initiative to step up to lay the quilt for him, and then blew out the light with a "huh".

The house was plunged into darkness again.

Immediately afterwards, a brisk footstep sounded to the door, "The lord rest early."

Before the door was opened, the man sitting on the bed stared at the pretty figure and said gloomily, "Where are you going?"

Why did he want to run away when he hit her

Lu Yan snorted lightly.

tonight.

I want you, you have to suffer.

Don't you, and don't run.