Since Cheng Jingjing worshipped Yang An as her teacher, her small life was not comfortable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This Prince An caught her out to practice every day, asking her to lay a good foundation first, and she had to repeat hundreds of actions over and over again, almost didn't torture her crazy, sometimes she felt that this master didn't treat her as a man!

When Yang An is not in the house, his personal secret guard Lone Shadow will run out to supervise her, and she is guarded by two ruthless old men every day, and she can't be lazy if she wants to.

As the days passed, she actually felt that she was walking with the wind, and slapped her palm on the water tank, and the water inside also shook up a circle of ripples.

"Master, look at my palm power, okay?"

Cheng Jingjing happily invited Yang An, who was standing aside, and proudly played a few tricks.

The other party said lightly: "A little palm power will make you complacent, usually ask you to be lazy when you practice, when can you achieve this level of being a teacher?"

I saw Yang An slash his palm on the water tank, and a slight cracking sound sounded, and then the entire water tank disintegrated into several pieces, and the water inside leaked out.

Cheng Jingjing looked at the poor water tank dumbfounded, then looked at her weak palm, and obediently closed her mouth.

"What's wrong with Lord Wang, is Jingjing making you angry again?"

At this time, a worried voice came from behind the two, and Wen Miao walked into the garden, still holding a food box in her hand, which contained tea and food.

"Hey, here's the food!"

Cheng Jingjing, who had been hungry for a long time, greeted her happily, and she said while taking out the pastries inside: "Miao, what you said is not right, just now the prince himself broke the water tank, what does it matter to me." Ahh

Wen Miao saw that she was neither big nor small, so she hurriedly pleaded guilty to Yang An: "Don't blame the prince, this girl has always been unruly, and I don't know how to wait for the prince to eat before I can do it." ”

"Leave it to her, this king is used to it. ”

Yang An looked intently at Cheng Jingjing, who was choking, but he didn't mean to eat. At this time, Wen Miao walked up to him and said softly: "Miao Miao knows that the prince likes to listen to flute music, so he composed a song by himself, I wonder if the prince can enjoy his face and listen to it?"

"You can also play the flute?" Yang An asked with interest.

Wen Miao said embarrassedly: "I only learned it recently, I want to try everything that the prince likes." ”

Yang An saw that her face was flushed, and her delicate and lovely appearance made people feel good, so he said: "Then you can blow it, this king is listening well here." ”

"Please follow me to the edge of the pond over there. ”

Cheng Jingjing watched the two of them walk towards the rockery, and didn't follow to disturb them, sitting down at the stone table to eat her pastries. Seeing the gentle little bird standing beside Yang An, as a younger sister, she also felt gratified.

A melodious flute sounded in the garden, different from the poignant tunes that Wen Miao liked in the past, this time the song was crisp and melodious, and the music was melodious, which made people feel refreshed and uplifted in the autumn breeze.

After the song, Yang An said unfinished: "The first time you learn to play the flute, you can play it so well, it can be regarded as talented, and the king of Japan will order someone to customize a special flute for you, and the sound quality will be better." ”

"I thanked the prince. ”

Wen Miao put away the flute with joy, and then gently leaned on Yang An's side, and said: "Miao Miao has not been so close to the prince for a long time, the prince is either reading in the study these days, or accompanying Jingjing to practice, can you ask the prince to accompany me for a while?"

Seeing her cautious appearance, Yang An felt pity for a while, so he took her into his arms, and the two stood there quietly and snuggled up to each other.

Just as Wen Miao was happily immersed in the world of the two, there was a sudden sound of "Sisi" in the grass, and she opened her eyes strangely, but she was horrified to see two spotted snakes spitting out long letters and attacking them.

"Lord be careful!!

Wen Miao screamed and pushed Yang An away, but he stumbled and fell into the pond behind him because he was too frightened.

"Miao!"

Yang An wanted to reach out and hold her, but it was too late, only to see Wen Miao fall into the pond, causing a big splash.

At this time, the two poisonous snakes were lighting up their fangs and preparing to attack Yang An, but they were blown into the air by a palm wind of his palm, and suddenly blood splashed everywhere, and a few broken corpses fell into the grass.

When Yang An wanted to jump down to save people, a figure next to him jumped faster than him.

I saw Cheng Jingjing struggling to grasp the struggling Wen Miao in the water, and the two sank together several times, but fortunately, they went ashore together in the end.

"Miao, wake up!"

Cheng Jingjing, who was drenched, shook Wen Miao, who was unconscious, Yang An held her down, and said in a deep voice: "The weather is too cold, this king will take her back first, nothing will happen if there is a doctor." ”

After he finished speaking, he took off his coat and draped it on Cheng Jingjing: "You go back and change your clothes first, don't catch a cold." ”

"Please take care of Miao, please take care of Miao. ”

Cheng Jingjing grabbed the clothes on her body in embarrassment, and the residual temperature on them made her feel a little relieved.

Yang An picked up the unconscious Wen Miao, told her to go back quickly, and then hurriedly walked to the courtyard.

When Wen Miao opened her eyes, she found herself lying in the warm quilt, with two maids waiting beside her. Recalling the previous danger, she burst into tears for a while.

Why is that person so ruthless, he can't see her being with the prince, and wants to push her into a desperate situation? Could it be that such a big An Wangfu can't accommodate her as a concubine who doesn't fight or rob?

If it weren't for Wang Ye An and Jingjing at that time, she would have died in the icy pool water a long time ago.

"Mrs. Wen is awake?" A maid heard movement on the bed, walked forward and said, "The prince has told me, Madame wakes up and drinks a bowl of ginger soup first to warm her body." Just now, the imperial doctor came and said that Madame was just overly frightened and cold, and she would be fine after a few days of rest. ”

"You guys go out first...... Wen Miao turned over weakly, and took the two maids away: "I want to stay alone for a while now, and let me know if the prince comes back." ”

"Yes. ”

After the maids retreated, Wen Miao hid in the quilt alone and sobbed quietly.

I think she has been coming to King An's Mansion for more than a year, and she has been telling herself all the time to be careful with others and never forget her humble identity. However, he endured everything, but he was still forced step by step, and even wanted her life again and again, always treating her as a thorn in his side.

Could it be that she just wants to stay quietly by the prince's side, isn't this okay? Could it be that she can only end up with a tragic death in her life?

Hatred gradually rose in Wen Miao's eyes, and she clutched the futon in her hand tightly, as if she was pinching the enemy's neck, and her nails were sinking deep into the flesh without realizing it.