An Ruozhan? He is An Ruozhan, one of the four princes of the capital who is said to be Chinese Wu Shuangquan? No wonder he is so handsome and has such an extraordinary bearing. It is really not an exaggeration to say that there are countless women who have fallen for him. Liu Shihua thought to herself.

"What? You're also intrigued? Seeing that Liu Shihua was silent for a long time and didn't speak, Ah Chen quipped.

Liu Shihua glared at An Ruozhan, "Nonsense." "For an empty-eyed person like An Ruozhan, Liu Shihua does not have a good impression.

"You know him well?" Liu Shihua didn't want to explore so much, but he couldn't help but ask, more out of curiosity about Ah Chen.

Ah Chen shook his head, "No, there is no friendship. However, Mingyuelou has always been to inquire about the world's affairs, and I just have his handle. ”

"Handle? What can the dignified prince of Ping Wang do? Liu Shihua answered inadvertently.

Ah Chen hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, "A romantic affair." ”

Liu Shihua did not inquire further. Regarding other people's affairs, Liu Shihua was not interested, and she knew that since this matter could threaten An Ruozhan, it must be very trivial, and it was impossible for Ah Chen to casually tell her what was going on.

Back in Meifangyuan, Liu Shihua admired the spoils alone, gently unfolding the scroll, Liu Shihua felt familiar and unfamiliar. Is that clever woman her biological mother? With such a face and a pair of breathtaking eyes, it is no wonder that countless men have fallen for her, but so what? As her daughter, the first time I saw her, it turned out to be on a picture scroll.

Looking at it, Liu Shihua actually stayed there, her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"Why do you take it so seriously?" Ah Chen came in with a pot of tea, and just saw Liu Shihua's dejected appearance, and asked.

Liu Shihua's thoughts were pulled back by Ah Chen's words, "Oh, it's nothing, I just think Mei Fuqian's painting work is really amazing, no wonder everyone says that his danqing is worth a thousand gold." ”

Ah Chen took a closer look and said disapprehantly, "Really? I don't think that's it. ”

Liu Shihua raised her eyes to look at Ah Chen, and said with a smile, "But that's it?" If you think so, you might as well draw one for me! ”

Ah Chen raised his eyebrows, "Okay." But you have to tell me something. ”

"Huh?" Liu Shihua asked softly.

"Why do you have to buy this painting for the governor, does it have any special meaning?"

There are seven dancing girls in "Drunk and Lying in Qinhuai", the leader of which is Lan Niang, and Ah Chen saw that Liu Shihua wanted to get this painting no matter what, which confirmed his previous guess. But it was speculation, he wanted to figure it out.

Liu Shihua didn't think this matter was a big secret, so she didn't hide it, "Lan Niang is my mother." ”

And so it was! Ah Chen's heart moved, "What about Si Lanjue?" ”

"Si Lan Jue?" Liu Shihua looked at Ah Chen suspiciously, "Why did you suddenly ask about her?" I don't know her, the last time Qingfeng Lou came to kill me, Silan never came to the rescue, that was the first time I saw her. ”

Ah Chen carefully observed Liu Shihua's expression, and felt that she was not lying, and it could be seen from her expression that she and Silan did not seem to know each other.

"Silan is definitely a famous killer in the rivers and lakes, don't you think it's strange that she suddenly ran out to save you?"

Liu Shihua smiled lightly and replied, "I have never had anything to do with the rivers and lakes, isn't it strange that the son of Jiyue suddenly ran out to save me?" And you, doing everything possible to stay in Meifangyuan, isn't it even more strange? ”

As soon as Liu Shihua said this, Ah Chen was speechless for a while, "Is there pen and ink in the house?" ”

Liu Shihua instructed Miaochun to bring pen and paper, "You don't really want to compare your painting skills with Mei Fuqian, right?" ”

Ah Chen raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "You sit down for a while." ”

Liu Shihua was very curious about how much skill Ah Chen had, but he was really not modest at all, so he simply sat next to him and waited quietly.

Ah Chen picked up the pen and brushed a little bit on the paper, very seriously, looking at him like this, it seemed that he knew something about painting.

About half an hour, Ah Chen put down his pen, "Miss, come and have a look." ”

Liu Shihua approached the table with curiosity to see, and what caught her eye was a delicate girl, with fluttering clothes, smiling eyebrows, and inadvertently revealing a faint sadness. It's clearly yourself! Liu Shihua was stunned, under Ah Chen's pen, her calmness, beauty, down-to-earth generosity and the occasional little melancholy are vividly reflected.

"You ......" Liu Shihua was taken aback, in her eyes, Ah Chen is an orphan, following Ji Yue Gongzi, all day long is just some things to fight and kill, if it is said that his martial arts are a bit possible, but if he can also play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and other things, Liu Shihua absolutely can't believe it, but this painting is placed in front of Liu Shi's picture like this, so that she has to look at Ah Chen.

Ah Chen looked at Liu Shihua's surprised appearance, and smiled, "This painting is for you, since I appeared, it has caused you a lot of trouble, and it can be regarded as a gift to make amends." ”

"I didn't expect you to learn this." Liu Shihua ordered someone to hang the painting in the house, and while admiring it, he said a word.

"There's a lot more you didn't expect."

Liu Shihua didn't know what there was to be any special meaning in Ah Chen's sentence that you didn't expect, but her disgust with Ah Chen seemed to be gradually decreasing, and her curiosity was gradually increasing.

On Liu Wanqing's birthday, many people came to congratulate, including celebrities from all walks of life in Jinling City, as well as officials in the capital who came to hold the Plum Blossom Festival. King Ping did not come in person, and sent An Ruozhan as a representative to send gifts to congratulate Liu Wanqing on his birthday.

In the Hele Hall, Liu Wanqing and Bai warmly entertained An Ruozhan.

"It's a sin to be a low-ranking official, and it's really a sin to bother Gongzi An to run in person on his little birthday." Liu Wanqing was very polite, after all, An Ruozhan was the son of King Ping, although he was a junior, he didn't dare to offend.

An Ruozhan had a cold face, looking high, not at all like he was a guest to celebrate his birthday, "What are you talking about, Lord Governor, I have been in Jinling for so long, and the younger generation should have come to pay a visit." ”

"Jinling City is full of beautiful scenery, Gongzi An rarely comes to visit, and I asked Meng'er to accompany Gongzi around when I turn around." The Bai family desperately created opportunities for An Ruozhan and Liu Daimeng, according to her thoughts, this time An Ruozhan rarely came to Jinling, so she simply decided on this marriage.

An Ruozhan didn't seem to be too interested, but said coldly, "No need, the Holy Lord is about to arrive, and the younger generation has been busy with official duties recently, and he has no leisure to enjoy the scenery." ”

As soon as An Ruozhan's words fell, the three daughters of the Liu family walked in from outside the door in turn, and An Ruozhan's words fell into Liu Daimeng's ears word for word.