Lu Yunxi blinked his big eyes and was about to speak, when a short and black and strong little boy ran over. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Shen Yu, Shen Yu." He waved his hands and shouted with joy.

"Your Highness the Seven." Lu Yunxi immediately turned to him, greeted him with a smile, and bowed with his knees upright.

Shen Yu's little face suddenly collapsed. The cute little girl forgot herself, but she remembered the stout and swarthy Seventh Highness?

Is...... Bai gave her a pulse.

Shen Yu's expression changed too quickly, and while An Yixin and Lu Yunyan glanced at each other, they quickly turned their heads and smiled bitterly.

The Seventh Highness scribbled a hello to the two cousins, and then turned to Shen Yu, "You're back, I miss you." ”

Shen Yu smiled and nodded.

An Yixin, Shen Yu went to the military city and traveled thousands of miles, but his temperament was still small and arrogant. His Royal Highness was so enthusiastic, it wasn't enough for him to say perfunctorily, 'I miss you too.' ’

"My mother also knows that you are back, and when I was about to go out this morning, I specially told me that if I met you......" His Royal Highness Seventh said this, looked up at An Yixin, and repeated with a serious face, "My mother told me that if I meet you and Miss Yixin, I will invite you to enter the palace to play." My mother said don't look at the hot weather now, there is a crockpot soup to drink on a hot day on a hot day. ”

Seeing that the Seventh Highness has a serious book, please Yixin, Shen Yu smiled and looked at An Yixin.

Lu Yunyan was stunned. Although the status of the concubine in the palace is low, a palace concubine specially told her son to invite a maid to eat with Shen Yu...... Could it be that the matter that has been rumored in the Lu Mansion in private in the past two days has been spread to the palace, and the general really wants to marry his little brother's maid as his wife?

Lu Yunyan has a gentle personality, although he thought of this gossip, he just glanced at An Yixin with a smile, his eyes were gentle, and there was no trace of curiosity and contempt.

It's a pity that An Yixin is looking at His Highness Seven with a smile, not realizing that he has become the protagonist of the gossip, nor has he accepted her kindness.

After a walk around the princess's mansion, An Yixin and Shen Yu followed the Seventh Highness to say goodbye, and the Seventh Highness returned to the palace, An Yixin and Shen Yu discussed in the carriage and prepared to go shopping along the way.

Unexpectedly, just after walking a short distance, the carriage stopped, Wu Hao knocked on the door of the car, and said loudly: "Miss Yixin, someone stopped the car and said that he wanted to see you." ”

An Yixin raised her eyebrows, the moon flute and Wen Zheng have not yet arrived in the capital, who will stop the car on the road to see her? Thinking to herself, she pulled back the curtains.

There was a middle-aged man standing outside the car window, and when he saw the curtain open, the man immediately bowed and saluted. "The prime minister sent a villain to spread the word and wanted to invite the girl to a cup of tea."

An Yixin's first reaction was to close the car curtain with a 'swish'.

Shen Yu on the other side glanced at her, turned his head and asked loudly outside, "Did the Prime Minister invite me?" ”

"The Prime Minister didn't know that Shen Gongzi was also in the car, so he only said that he would invite Miss Yixin." The one outside the car replied, in a respectful and calm tone.

Liar, Shen Yu said in his heart. We were stopped as soon as we got out of the princess's mansion, and we must have been stared at when we got in the car. Can you not know that I am in the car?

"Where is the Prime Minister going to drink tea for Miss Yixin?" Shen Yu asked again.

"It's the teahouse next to it, you can see it when you get off the carriage." The man replied.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you in the car." Shen Yu lowered his voice and said to An Yixin with a smile.

Although the curtain was drawn, the carriage was still very bright, and An Yixin saw that the second half of Shen Yu's unspoken words were clearly written in his eyes: If you don't want to go, it's okay, I'll call Wu Hao, let's leave now.

An Yixin smiled hard, baby, you are so considerate and smart...... I'll make you something to eat! She said with the look in her eyes.

Shen Yu smiled and waved his hand, It's nothing, don't think about it, it's just that the Prime Minister invited you to have a cup of tea.

An Yixin sat silently for a moment and luckily lucked. I thought that the scumbag didn't want to see him, but he still wanted to see him, but he just wanted to avoid people's eyes.

See you then.

She reached out and brushed her hair.

Seeing that she was about to get out of the car, Shen Yu's eyes rolled, and he suddenly leaned into her ear and hurriedly said a word. "If the Prime Minister reproaches you for using the General's Small Seal to make things difficult for Lu Rongjin, you can push it on me."

An Yi was glad and reached out and pinched his face.

I thought that the little genius had guessed something, but it turned out that she was just afraid that I would suffer, she said in her heart.

Even if your father and daughter want to recognize each other in the teahouse, as long as you don't say it yourself, I will pretend not to know, so that I can continue to keep you by my side. Shen Yu said in his heart.

Shen Yu smiled sweetly and watched An Yixin get out of the car.

Sure enough, there is a teahouse next to it, with exquisite decoration, a person who looks like a boss is standing at the counter with a dozen guys, and there are more than a dozen tables on the first floor, and there is not a single tea customer.

The scumbag daddy spectrum is quite big, and it seems that it covers the entire teahouse. An Yixin thought to herself and followed the man upstairs.

Shen Yu pulled the curtain, beckoned Wu Hao, and whispered a few words.

Wu Hao didn't even ride a horse, turned around and galloped away.

The door of the innermost private room was open, and An Yixin saw An Shouhe wearing a simple ivory white round-necked robe, sitting at the table, holding a small teapot and making tea by himself, with a leisurely and elegant posture.

The steward bowed and retreated, and An Yixin slowly stepped into the private room. Anyway, the whole restaurant was covered by the scumbag, and she deliberately didn't close the door.

In case Shen Yu guessed correctly, the scumbag father asked himself to ask for the guilt, so it would be easier to run with the door open.

Wu Hao is not Zhao Ziyan, nor is he Lu Yunliang, An Yixin is not sure, if he yells 'help', will he even dare to fight the prime minister.

An Yixin opened the chair and sat down opposite An Shouhe.

An Shouhe poured out a cup of tea.

On the table was a complete set of tea sets, six small shallow teacups were neatly arranged, he only poured one cup and put down the teapot, and picked up the cup himself to sip slowly.

There was no tea for An Yixin.

An Yixin sat with her back straightened and did not speak.

Through the tea smoke, she quietly looked at An Shouhe.

He is thirty-seven years old today, handsome, fat and thin. Although he is the prime minister of the official residence, he does not look arrogant, only vaguely arrogant, and his gentle and elegant appearance is not like a high-ranking official, but like a well-read Confucian.

An Yixin still remembers that on the day of the funeral of the former general almost a year ago, he sneaked to the general's mansion to meet him. At that time, I felt that I hadn't seen him for twelve years, the scumbag father was rising step by step, his wife and son were going well, and the years did not leave a scar on him, but added a kind of pearl and jade-like brilliance to him.

And now his wife has lice, a face that is so rotten that she can scare ghosts to death, and she is even imprisoned, but the scumbag father is still shrouded in this brilliance.

An Yixin didn't know whether to praise him for his good cultivation and ability to maintain his demeanor at any time, or whether he should despise him for being as thin as paper, his wife is like this, and he can still be as if nothing happened, without a trace of anxiety and haggardness.

An Yixin really thought about it carefully, and then chose disdain. (To be continued.) )