An Yang returned to his Danyang Garden, quickly pulled Xia He into the room to help her take medicine to treat her wounds, and was busy until late before she ate something indiscriminately and lay back on the bed. Once the charcoal fire is filled, all the men are sent back to rest.

At this time, it was almost a year old, and the weather was very cold. Her yard never needed to be watched at night. On such a cold day, it is also a blessing for the subordinates to meet such a master. I don't know if I slept too much during the day, or if I was unhappy, Anyang couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

Anyang tossed and turned in bed until after midnight before slowly falling asleep. She didn't know that under the corridor outside the house, Sima Jing stood all night with his hands in his hands, and the cold wind outside was biting, mixed with scattered snowflakes. Sima Jing didn't bother anyone, just stood there alone and motionless. He didn't seem to feel the cold, and he didn't drag his stiff body away until dawn broke in the east.

He clearly felt Anyang's disgust for him. The rift between them was constantly expanding, so big that he felt like there was a deep gulf between them that was constantly torn, unfillable and insurmountable. He wanted to go in and talk to her, like he had in Qingshan City, but he knew that such days could only appear in dreams.

He didn't have the courage to step in, he couldn't remember how many times he had sneaked into her yard and stood there all night.

Time does not stand still for anyone, and the annual New Year is finally as promised. An Zhenyuan still hasn't come back, and An Jiayin has married into the Jingwang Mansion. The lord of Nanhua stayed in the temple and did not return. I'm afraid I don't want to spend the New Year alone! The marriage that he tried his best to grab back then has come to this point, and the lord of Nanhua should regret it!

Early in the morning, the rewards in the palace were constantly carried into the Jingwang Mansion, and An Jiayin chirped like an excited little magpie and directed everyone to be busy with this and that, preparing for this New Year and the palace banquet in the evening.

The entire palace except Danyang Garden is filled with a festive atmosphere. An Yang was busy with the medicinal herbs in her hand as usual. She promised to help Dongfang Burn detoxify, and she didn't dare to forget it.

Since that teahouse, there has been no news from Dongfang Ran. Every time I think of Dongfang Ran's melancholy back, Anyang will feel very depressed. I really don't know what the hell this guy has been through! Such a bohemian person actually has such a deep side.

This year's palace banquet is even more unprecedented, unlike in the past, only the royal family and second-rank officials and their families can participate, but the court officials and family members of the fifth rank and above in Beijing can participate.

Although An Yang didn't want to go to any palace banquet for Lao Shizi, she still made some preparations when she thought of meeting the current emperor and queen, as well as the seriously suspicious Concubine Pang Guifei.

Just after the time, An Jiayin impatiently sent someone to urge the palace, but An Yang saw that it was still early and ignored it. It wasn't until the time of Shen was approaching that Sima Jing sent Xiao Dezi to invite him, and Anyang slowly walked out of the room.

Today, Anyang is slightly powdered, wearing a dark red princess dress, wearing a simple blue jade step, simple and generous. Plain and elegant, noble and not graceful, people can't take their eyes off. Xiao Dezi looked a little dazed. After the princess came back from thinning, she was even more durable. Xiao Dezi felt that he didn't dare to look up, and his heart was pounding like a drum.

"Is the princess ready? The prince was already waiting in the front yard. Xiao Dezi bowed and said.

An Yang snorted, and the lotus step moved lightly, like a nine-day fairy, different from the previous sassy and heroic.

Xiao Dezi glanced at it secretly, lowered his head even more, and followed Xia He step by step. Xia He found out about Xiao Dezi's embarrassment and couldn't help laughing. "Xiao Dezi, this is blinded by the princess! Isn't our princess the most beautiful! Hehehe......"

Xiao Dezi blushed, "Sister Xia He is making fun of the little one again!" ”

An Yang smiled and quickened his pace.

When they came to the front yard, Sima Jing and An Jiayin were already waiting there.

An Jiayin was dressed in a spark fox fur and a pink cloud brocade skirt. The eyebrows and eyes that have been carefully depicted, and the head is a golden hairpin, jeweled, graceful and luxurious. is already good-looking, coupled with careful dressing, it is even more moving. At this time, he was holding Sima Jing's arm and lying coquettishly.

When she saw Anyang coming, although she was mentally prepared, she was still taken aback. Anyang's beauty is comparable to her, that kind of freshness and refinement, like a fairy, people can't look at it directly.

An Jiayin knew that An Yang was beautiful, but she didn't expect that she could be beautiful like this with a little embellishment, and the fire of jealousy couldn't help but burn a few feet higher.

Sima Jing was much calmer, she had naturally seen the beauty of Anyang, the fairy-like beauty that came out of the painting, but he was fortunate to be with him every day.

Although Anyang is deliberately clumsy and unkempt, in his opinion, it is just as glamorous.

Sima Jing's right arm was held by An Jiayin, and he could only stretch out his left hand to An Yang, "Yang'er!" ”

An Yang ignored his outstretched hand. "We've been waiting, let's go!" , with a light tone.

The joy on Sima Jing's face slowly faded. Anyang's alienation is becoming more and more obvious. His heart slowly cooled down.

Sima Jing raised his hand and motioned for everyone to get into the car. An Yang glanced at the two carriages that had been prepared, lifted his skirt and walked towards the carriage behind which the concubine was supposed to be sitting.

"Yang'er, if you want to make trouble, can you wait until you come back? Now we are going to enter the palace, and there are some etiquettes that we still have to observe! Sima Jing was furious.

An Yang's steps paused when he stepped out, yes, if she was not on the same horse as Sima Jing, it would indeed be at odds with her. And she didn't enter the palace today to be angry, she still has things to do.

After a moment's hesitation, she returned and got into the first carriage.

"Jiayin, I have wronged you today! This king knows that you have always understood the general situation! Shrewd! Sima Jing held An Jiayin's hand and spoke softly.

An Yang saw this scene as soon as he got into the carriage, and his heart felt bitter. Is it really good to show affection in front of her like this?

An Jiayin glared at An Yang with jealousy, then looked at Sima Jing with affection, nodded heavily, and turned to the carriage behind.

If you want to say that you are not sad, it is fake, An Yang looked at this scene with mixed feelings in his heart. That man had also occupied her heart, and now all she could do was hide her scarred heart. She slowly closed her eyes, not looking, not thinking. It's not your own, no matter how painful it is, you have to let go. When the great revenge is avenged, she will not hesitate to turn around and never see her again.

As soon as the body sank, Sima Jing got into the car and sat next to Anyang. He wanted to explain to An Yang, but An Yang closed his eyes tightly and leaned against the car window, as if he didn't intend to give him this opportunity. He moved his lips, not knowing how to speak. A pain in my heart, forget it! It's useless to say more, she doesn't want to listen to him, and if she does, she will be pale and weak.

He clenched his fists and closed his eyes in pain. Xiao Dezi closed the car door at the right time and let the two of them have their own thoughts.

However, his move was in An Yang's eyes, and naturally he was unhappy because An Jiayin couldn't sit in this carriage with him as a concubine.

The relationship between the two seems to have dropped to a freezing point again.

There was no word all the way, until Xiao Dezi opened the car door again and reported that he had arrived at the gate of the palace. Anyang got out of the car first, she didn't want Sima Jing to help her. Xia He helped her put on a white fox fur at the right time.

Sima Jing was wearing a golden silk python robe today, he was already tall and straight, majestic and handsome, but at this moment, due to his bad mood, he was even more cold.

Several officials who arrived at the same time were somewhat in awe when they saw him, and came over to salute and greet him. When they saw the beauty beside King Jing, they were even more shocked, could such a beauty be the rumored foolish princess? Everyone looked at Anyang with scrutinizing and doubtful eyes, and they couldn't even take their eyes off it. So beautiful! Even if it's a fool, it's worth it!

Lord Shilang Wang of the Criminal Department is usually quite familiar with Sima Jing, so he dared to ask, "Can King Jing introduce this person?" ”

"This princess! An Yang, the daughter of General Anda! Sima Jing did not shy away from it. Although it has been a few years since Anyang returned to Beijing, she has never appeared outside because of her stupidity, and no one really knows her.

At this time, An Jiayin's car had also arrived, and An Jiayin trotted all the way to Sima Jing's side, and no matter how many people watched, she directly hugged Sima Jing's arm and was coquettish. The officials sighed, this is too ......

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Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment. The concubine is next to her, and this concubine is so blatant! Many of the ladies couldn't help but snicker.

Sima Jing was also very embarrassed by her regardless of the occasion and her lack of etiquette, "Ahem! Sima Jing quietly withdrew his arm and glared at An Jiayin reproachfully.

An Jiayin met Sima Jing's angry gaze, took a step back, and glared at the snickering woman viciously.

An Yang was very calm and calm, as if nothing had happened, and his gaze at them was slightly bowed. Be generous and decent.