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Afternoon.

The backyard of Marshal Yan's mansion, small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, flowers, plants, birds and fish, all of them are beautiful, and all of them are condensed with the poetry and painting of the south of the Yangtze River, which shows the emperor's importance to Generalissimo Yan.

What's even better is that the protagonist of this Jiangnan garden picture, the woman who plays the piano by the railing, is elegant and exquisite, the sound of the piano is drunk, and it is also beautiful and picturesque, which complements each other with such a beautiful picture to form a perfect painting.

"Miss, Miss—" It's just that a girl suddenly appeared in the lower left corner of the painting, hurrying over, chirping, and breaking the composition of the painting and peace.

The woman who played the piano withdrew her hand, raised her head, looked at Yahuan, and did not speak loudly until Yahuan walked up to her and asked, "Run'er, what happened, speak slowly." ”

Her voice is gentle and soft and glutinous, which is an extremely standard Jiangnan timbre, and has the unique charm of Jiangnan women.

The girl named Run'er wiped her sweat and handed over the letter on her sleeve: "Miss, this is your letter." ”

The woman playing the piano took the letter, opened it, and after carefully looking at the text on the miàn for a long time, she sighed, folded the letter, and looked at the lotus flower in front of the bar without saying a word for a long time.

"Miss, aren't you happy?" Yahuan looked at her face and said strangely, "Did the letter say anything that made you unhappy?" ”

When the young lady received such a letter before, she was full of joy, and the whole person seemed to shine light, I don't know how beautiful it was, why did she look so sad this time?

"Don't ask." The woman playing the piano said softly, "Don't accept such letters in the future, and don't mention the person who sent the letter to anyone." ”

"Huh?" Yahuan blinked, and blinked, "Why?" Why can't you receive such letters anymore? ”

"Don't ask." The gentle face of the woman playing the piano sternly rose, "Don't ask anything, otherwise I can only change the girl, you know?" ”

Yahuan blinked her eyes a few more times before she said, "Oh, I understand, I listen to Miss every time, and I never accept letters again, and I never talk about the person who sent the letter again." ”

The woman who played the piano nodded: "I didn't teach you so much in vain." You go get busy first, I want to sit alone. ”

Yahuan nodded obediently and ran away.

The woman who played the piano sat down again, looked at the envelope in her hand for a long time, pursed her lips, and threw the letter in her hand into the pool.

The envelope quickly became soaked in the pool water, melted into paste, and then slowly disappeared.

The woman frowned, clutched her chest, and watched as the letter melted by the pool, her eyes showing sadness, as if her heart had been melted by something, throbbing.

Suddenly, she gasped and took a few steps back, a faint panic flashing across her face.

- On the calm water, there is a figure reflected, the figure of a man!

Men are strictly forbidden to enter and leave here, and the guards are all outside the inner wall, how can there be men here? And still standing behind her?

She thought she had seen it wrong, and looked at it again, but the figure became clear.

She turned around suddenly, and saw a man standing about a foot on her right—a young man who was so good-looking that he would never forget it!

In this world, how can there be such a man with outstanding appearance?

Only in the ancient books she had read could she find poems that could barely describe this man, but even so, this man was still nobler and more elegant than what was written in the book.

The man was also looking at her, quietly, not speaking, and not seeing any affection.

She was stunned for a moment, then alert and heartbeat, her face was still slightly red, and she said politely: "This is the backyard of Yanfu, and the little woman is the eldest lady of Yanfu, who is the son?" What's going on here? ”

Tell her that this elegant and outstanding noble son must not be easy to come, and he will not do anything bad to her, she doesn't have to be too flustered and call people casually.

- This man should be better looking than she was, and there is no reason to do anything to her.

The man was dressed in a flowing white shirt printed and dyed with danqing and light bamboo, with hosta hair tied up, and no extra ornaments, although the outfit was extremely simple, it was extremely elegant, and all the things on it were all the best of fine workmanship, lined with his face like white jade carved and with clear eyebrows, which really did not look like a mortal person.

"You're Yan Yan?" The man didn't answer her words, but asked, "Yan Ruyi's eldest daughter?" ”

Yan Yan was stunned again when she heard him call her father's name, and said politely: "Yes, the little girl's father is Marshal Yan." ”

"Very well, sit down." The man sat down calmly, "I have something to tell you." ”

Yan Yan felt that she shouldn't have said so much to this strange man, and should call someone directly, but she still subconsciously sat on the other side of the pavilion, looking at each other, waiting for the other party to speak first.

- She felt that the other party's words seemed to be impossible not to listen.

"You don't know who I am?" The man asked.

Yan Yan shook her head: "The little woman doesn't know. ”

"Good." The man smiled and said, "Your father said that you have a deep love for the current emperor, and if the emperor does not marry, otherwise you will become a monk, is this true?" ”

Yan Yan blushed and lowered her head: "This is a private matter between the little woman and the Yan family, and the little woman doesn't need to tell you." ”

"But do you know that the emperor has no intention of accepting you as a concubine." The man didn't pay attention to her words, and his eyes suddenly became cold, "Your father did not hesitate to hint to the emperor that if the emperor did not accept you into the palace, he would resign as the generalissimo of Northern Xinjiang." ”

Yan Yan's body trembled slightly, she didn't look up, but said in a low voice: "A father loves his daughter very much, and naturally protects his daughter everywhere, and for a little woman, filial piety comes first, and the little woman naturally has to obey her father everywhere." ”

"Do you mean to say," the man said clearly, "even if your father's official position is not guaranteed and he is criticized by the world, you still have to insist on entering the palace?" ”

Yan Yan raised her eyes slightly and gritted her teeth: "Yes." ”

The man's gaze became even colder, which made her feel a little frightened: "The situation in Northern Xinjiang is not very calm, it is just the time when Marshal Yan needs to lead the army to protect the country, and you call yourself a filial daughter, but for your own selfishness, you do not hesitate to let your father risk losing his official position and abandoning his lordship, angering the Son of Heaven and being condemned by the world to fulfill your wishes?" ”

Yan Yan was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "I never force my father to give me a handsome position, but no one can force me to marry someone else, my father can't bear to let me be lonely for the rest of my life, so I do this for my happiness, as a daughter, how can I brush off my father's kindness?" Besides, my father has a stubborn temperament, and I can't persuade him no matter how much I persuade him, and if I persuade too much, I will inevitably hurt my father and daughter. In this way, I have no other way but to be of the same mind as my father. ”

"Do you really like the emperor so much?" The man stared at her, "I like it to the point that even if my father abandons his official position and becomes a nun himself, he will force the emperor to accept you as a concubine?" ”

Yan Yan's gaze was a little fluttering, but her tone was firm: "Yes!" The little woman likes the emperor, only if she marries the emperor can she be happy, and when the little woman is happy, her father can feel at ease, for this reason, the little woman must fight with her father. ”

She paused: "However, the son said that my father and I persecuted the emperor, and we really wronged our father and daughter!" Whether to accept the little girl as a concubine or not, it is a matter that the emperor can decide, it is not something that the little girl and her father can control, if the Yan family and the son have no grudges, please don't say such excessive things again, it will harm our whole family! ”

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