His movements were natural, as if they were casual and then shaken.

She was palming down on her thigh, so at the moment his palm was against the back of her hand. An Lan didn't move, lowered her eyes, and watched quietly for a while. Then he lifted his right hand, which was not being held, and placed it on the back of his hand, and then turned his left hand up from the palm of his hand.

A change of movement changed from him holding her left hand to her holding his right hand with both hands.

Jing Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and before he realized her movements, he completely relaxed the force in his hand, so she held his hand lightly. However, the hand she held still seemed to contain great power.

An Lan said: "Childe's hands are a little cold. ”

It's just that the fingers are a little cold, and the broad palms are still warm, warm and dry.

"Hmm." He was a little lazy in response, there was a charcoal basin in the carriage, the door was closed, and there was a felt curtain hanging inside the door, so the wind could not blow in, so the sachet he was wearing was baked by the heat, and the fragrance was much more obvious.

An Lan raised her eyes: "The incense that Gongzi wears is different every time." ”

Jing Yan smiled and didn't speak, just looked at her, his eyes were a little careless, and occasionally showed a little doting.

An Lan said again: "Mr. Guanghan never wears incense. ”

Jing Yan hooked her index finger, pinched a few fingers of her left hand and played with it gently: "Great incense master, in the red dust, everything can be made into incense, and there is no need to stick to the form." ”

He didn't use any strength, but the feeling of touching and kneading slowly was so clear, An Lan only felt that the initiative he had just grasped was immediately taken back by him. She subconsciously twitched her left hand. but he held it. pulled to his side and said lightly: "During this time, I have raised it well." ”

An Lan was slightly stunned: "Huh? ”

"The thin calluses on my hands are almost gone." Jing Yan spread out her left hand, pinched it, and gently swiped her thumb in her palm, checking it little by little, "I used to do a lot of rough work, and I also used these hands when concocting incense?" ”

His fingers ran over her palm. The thumb returned to her palm, rubbing the palm print of her palm, the action was light and soft, intimate and **, as if directly on her heart.

An Landon felt that her face was hot, and her heartbeat immediately increased a little, she was clearly getting an axe at the class gate just now.

Jing Yan raised his eyes and looked at her. There was a hint of banter in her gentle eyes: "Girl, you learn everything very quickly." ”

An Lan couldn't help but clench her palms. At the same time, Jing Yan chuckled, and then let go of her hand: "Okay, I won't tease you." ”

An Lan withdrew her hand and lowered her eyes: "Is Childe joking with me?" ”

Jing Yan looked at her: "What do you think?" ”

An Lan raised her eyes, but she just looked at him and didn't speak.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the carriage suddenly stopped, and Jingfu had arrived.

"It's teasing you, but I'm not kidding you." Jing Yan finally spoke, and after saying such a sentence, he got up and got out of the carriage first.

For a moment, An Lan caught the seriousness on his face, that look, calm and distant, which was impossible to ignore.

……

It was only Jing Yan who led An Lan to Jing Gong's courtyard and was told that "the old lady has just drunk the medicine and has already rested, and at this time of the day, he will rest for half an hour." ”

Jing Yan paused and said to An Lan: "Take you to Baiyuan first, and come back in half an hour." ”

An Lan naturally had no objections, and silently followed Jing Yan under the inquiring eyes of many people.

When she entered Baiyuan before, she came in directly through a separate side door in Baiyuan, so although she had entered Jingfu a few times, she didn't know what Jingfu was like at all. Now, after coming in from the main gate of Jingfu with Jing Yan and walking around like this, he can be regarded as having a general impression.

Fortunately, she used to go in and out of the Sleeping Forest before, and now she lives in the Tianshu Palace, so she was not frightened by the luxury of Jingfu, but she was still a little surprised in her heart.

She looked at Jing Yan's broad shoulders, to support such a huge family business, and to take care of the affairs of the Tianshu Palace, in addition to that, she also had to deal with the danger lurking in the shadows...... It's not easy.

They had just come out of Jing Gong's place, and there was a lot of discussion behind them.

"The one just now is the heir chosen by Mr. Guanghan?"

"I don't see anything special."

"But he's pretty handsome."

"Don't talk about the Changxiang Palace, even in our house, if you want to say beautiful, there are a lot of them."

"But why did Childe bring her here?"

"Will it be ......?"

"Okay, don't talk about it, the master's affairs are also something you can discuss, don't go to work yet!"

……

Before An Lan entered the White Garden, she had already smelled the cold fragrance, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and take a deep breath.

This aroma, although it is not as good as the fragrance on Mr. Guanghan's body, always has a feeling of acquaintance.

After she opened her eyes, she saw the tall back walking in front, and then she was stunned, and inexplicably felt that the cold fragrance was incommensurate with this back.

"What's the daze?" Noticing that she had fallen a few steps, Jing Yan suddenly turned around and smiled at her, "Did you smell the fragrance of plums, come in, it's not easy to see such a snow scene in Chang'an City." ”

An Lan came back to her senses, walked over silently, and entered the White Garden with him.

If the Changxiang Hall of Dayan Mountain is because of the endless smoke and mist all year round, which adds immortal energy, then the white garden full of white plums can be regarded as the residence of the gods in the world.

"Why doesn't Childe live here?" An Lan caught a falling plum blossom, "Mr. has not come back to live, isn't it a pity that such a place has been empty." ”

"I'm used to living in my garden, so it's better to use it as a place to enjoy the scenery on weekdays." Jing Yan said, and sat down next to a huge white plum tree. There was a table and two embroidered piers, a jar of wine was placed on the table, as well as a wine warmer and a wine glass, Jing Yan took out the hot wine and poured it into the cup next to him: "Remember, I said before that I want to invite you over to drink and enjoy the plum blossoms?" ”

An Lan walked over, and Jing Yan handed her a glass of wine: "Will you drink it?" ”

"Childe, isn't it ...... to drink at this time" An Lan took the glass of wine first, and said with some hesitation, "I'll go to see Jinggong in a while, and besides, I won't drink." ”

Jing Yan held his glass of wine in his hand, was silent for a while, and then poured it on the ground.

An Lan was stunned, Jing Yan poured himself another glass of wine: "Sit down, it's not a strong drink, after drinking this wine, I still have something to tell you." ”

An Lan sat down slowly, took the glass of wine and put it in front of her nose and smelled it, and then smelled the strong aroma of wine. The aroma of this wine reminded her of Liu Banxian, Liu Banxian had a good sip before his death, but Liu Banxian may have never drunk such a good wine in his life.

An Lan was silent for a while, and poured the glass of wine in her hand to the ground.

Jing Yan looked at her: "This is to honor your adoptive father?" ”

An Lan nodded slightly, and then put the cup back on the table. (To be continued......)