Hearing this, for some reason, the incense attendants were a little sneered, especially when they saw An Lan still sitting on the side so indifferently, which made them even more unsure of how to speak. It's just that such an attitude has also aroused anger in the hearts of some people, after all, to be selected into the Tianshu Palace, and to become a waiter of incense, most of them are not low. Even if they are not county lords, county lords and other royal relatives with titles, there are also some young ladies from families. This is also why, even if An Lan doesn't cause trouble, she always doesn't fit in with them.

Someone glanced left and right, and said with a smile: "An Shixiang seems to be so silent every time she sits with us, does she look down on us and don't want to sit with us?" ”

An Lan raised her eyes and looked at the incense waiter who spoke to her, she remembered that the other party's surname was Wu, his name was Sisi, and his father seemed to be a Beijing official of no small rank.

I thought that after An Lan raised her face, she would sarcastically talk to Wu Sisi back and forth, after all, in their eyes, with Jingyan Gongzi as a backer, even if she lost to the county lord of Danyang in the end, An Lan would have enough capital without looking at their faces. But she didn't want to, An Lan only glanced at Wu Sisi, and suddenly smiled, not mockingly, not demonstratively, not fake, but very natural and natural, with kindness in the smile, and even a little embarrassed.

Wu Sisi was stunned, An Lan had already spoken: "I am introverted, I don't know how to speak, and I used to be a person who specialized in rough work, all my sisters are noble, have a good appearance and temperament, and are all bad, I am inevitably ashamed of myself, so I dare not say more, so as not to show short jokes." ”

Such self-deprecating words. It was called Wu Sisi and the others who didn't know how to pick it up for a while. Partial to her words. Reading it word by word, it's not wrong, but if you think about it carefully, it feels like it's sarcastic. She's always been reticent, so she does seem introverted; She was born in the incense courtyard, and for a long time she was a slave, so she was naturally a person who specialized in some rough work, which is also true; As for the noble birth. They don't want to deny the saying that temperament and appearance are good in everything and everything, because to be able to go to the position of a waiter, whether male or female, these are the basic conditions.

However, if you can't find a wrong sentence, why does it always feel so wrong when you listen to it?

Xu is everyone was waiting for An Lan to go toe-to-toe with Wu Sisi at the beginning, and at the same time they were faintly afraid of An Lan, so the people who were the most proficient in talking on weekdays. At this time, the reaction was even half a beat slower.

And not long after An Lan's words fell, a maid came in outside. Please An Lan go out and say that Prince Jingyan is invited.

As a result, no one spoke anymore.

An Lan got up, walked to Chi Shao's side, and also took half a day's leave.

Chi Shao pondered for a moment, didn't ask anything, and nodded.

An Lan walked to the door, turned around, and bowed to the people in the room before turning around and going out.

And because when she pushed the door open, the cold wind outside poured in, and the incense waiter in the tea room seemed to be blown awake all of a sudden, and then suddenly wondered, why did she always feel that An Lan's words just now were wrong. She belittled herself so low, and praised them so well, but at the moment, she is the one who can compete with the Lord of Danyang, she is the one who is selected by Bai Guanghan's Great Incense Master, she is the one who is favored by Jing Yan Gongzi, and the person who is famous in the Changxiang Hall is also her, so what are they who are all right? Such a comparison, isn't it even scum?

Isn't this a blatant irony?

As a result, all the incense attendants collectively suffered internal injuries.

……

After An Lan got into the carriage, she saw that the person in the carriage was still the same as before, leaning lazily on the pillow, half-closing his eyes, his posture was idle, his expression was lazy, and he looked like a noble son of a turbid world.

"Are you in a hurry?" He motioned for An Lan to sit down beside him, and then asked in a low voice, his voice a little slurred, as if he had just woken up.

An Lan shook her head: "No, the son came at the right time." ”

Jing Yan tilted his head to look at her, closed his eyes again, and said slowly: "I wanted to come and pick you up early, but I just slept and got up a little late." ”

"Let Childe suffer." An Lan said in a low voice, "If Childe still feels sleepy, let's sleep for a while." ”

"You're calm." Jing Yan sat up straight as he spoke, looked at her and said, "Got a harvest?" ”

An Lan shook her head and hesitated for a while before she said, "Let the county lord of Danyang take the lead." ”

"Well, what then?" When he asked this sentence, he was a little careless, so he seemed a little ruthless, not like he would have used the tone that he had always cared about, or even leaned towards her.

But An Lan didn't show a hurt look on her face, or, in her heart, it was enough for Jing Yan Gongzi not to show a disappointed look.

An Lan didn't speak, and Jing Yan didn't ask after her, just raised her hand and patted her head gently, then closed her eyes and tilted it on the pillow to continue to make up for sleep. An Lan took the cloak next to him and carefully covered him, Jing Yan didn't open his eyes, just frowned slightly, his breathing was a little heavier, and he seemed to be really tired.

After a while, the carriage stopped at the gate of Jinyu Garden, An Lan did not rush down, but whispered in Jing Yan's ear: "Childe, it's here, Childe go to the guest room of Jinyu Garden to rest, or go back to Jingfu, sleep in this car, it's not comfortable." ”

"You go first." Jing Yan seemed to be greedy for the warmth in the car, and was reluctant to get up, still with his eyes closed, but just said softly.

An Lan hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Childe, let me ask someone to carry the sedan chair over?" ”

"No, you don't." When Jing Yan spit out these two words, he frowned slightly, as if he was a little impatient. Such a handsome face, such a wanton person, no matter what kind of affection is expressed, its effect will be magnified several times.

So An Lan didn't dare to say more, got up and got off the carriage lightly.

This is the second time she has entered Jinyu Garden, alone, but she has already remembered the road she walked last time, so after coming in, she was about to walk to the house where Ye Qingqing was staying, but the steward who led her in said: "Madame is meeting guests at this time, please Miss An wait a while, there are refreshments in the side hall." The lord said that the girl is a distinguished guest, but there is a difference between men and women, and it is not good to meet alone, so please don't be polite to the girl. ”

An Lan stopped and asked, "Who is the guest here?" ”

The steward said, "It's Madame's own niece." ”

An Lan said: "But Miss Yesan? Nickname Wan'er? ”

The steward was slightly stunned, and then nodded with a smile: "It turns out that Miss An knows that it is indeed Miss Ye San." ”

"An Lan!" As soon as the steward's words fell, a surprised voice came from the side, and An Lan turned her head to see that it was not a golden finch.

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Today, let's count the third watch...... (To be continued......)