"The girl is an interesting person. I have come to Dajin many times, but I have never met such a free and insightful person as the girl. Dare to ask who the girl is taught by? Tuoba Lei looked at An Yang very seriously, with a sincere smile on his face.

"Who's the teacher?" Anyang couldn't help but look at the sky: I really encountered something strange today, what a weird problem is this.

An Yang took a deep breath: "Inherit the mother!" At the mention of her mother, An Yang's eyes dimmed a little, which was a pain she didn't dare to touch at will.

"Oh? It turns out that Ling Tang is also a strange woman. But I still don't understand what a woman can do besides serving her husband and having children? Backyard strife? ”

This stubborn and old-fashioned Tuoba Lei really has to wear out Anyang's patience.

An Yang took a deep breath again: "Women can do no less than men." But it depends on whether men give women the opportunity to display their talents. ”

"For example, tailoring clothes and making shoes, raising flowers and plants. Educating children is also very important. There are also many women who do not let their eyebrows be bearded, and they can write poems; Wu Ke went into battle to kill the enemy, and even arranged the troops, and there were many people who led the troops! And ......"

An Yang opened the conversation box and began to talk endlessly, quoting scriptures to tell the story of the well-known legendary woman.

She suddenly wanted to educate this brainless guy well.

This Tuoba Lei went from listening to it at first, to nodding his head continuously, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn, with an open mind to be taught.

This meal took a bit longer, until Dongfang Ran came back from outside. Anyang is still brainwashing him.

Dongfang Ran came to the table they were at and sat down. Liu Yan hurriedly brought the food up, and intimately peeled an egg for him.

An Yang glanced at Dongfang Ran, and then looked at Renault: "Women are more careful than men, can you admit it?" ”

In fact, Tuoba Lei had already seen Dongfang Ran, and naturally he also saw Liu Yan's movements. He just didn't want to disturb Anyang, so he didn't rush to say hello to Dongfang Ran.

Seeing that Anyang no longer continued to preach, he quickly got up and gave Dongfang Ran a salute. This Tuoba Lei is really old-fashioned, so that Dongfang Ran, who was sitting steadily, had to get up and salute in return.

After the two sat down again, Tuoba Lei did not forget Anyang's question just now: "The girl is very reasonable, Lei is taught and taught." ”

"Then does Your Highness still think that the eleventh princess should marry a man she doesn't love?" An Yang continued to ask, "What's more, the other party doesn't love her either." ”

"This? None of them have ever met, how can they talk about love or not? After Tuoba Lei finished speaking, he suddenly frowned and hesitated,

"Maybe the girl is right. There is indeed something wrong with this marriage, and my father should probably ask my sister for advice first. ”

This guy seems to have some enlightenment? An Yang looked at him.

"Then do you know what the character of that Rouran prince is? But are you really willing to accept the eleventh princess? What will you do with her? Anyang suddenly asked a series of questions, and Tuoba Lei didn't know what to do, but in fact, he couldn't answer any of them.

Seeing that he didn't speak, An Yang paused: "Just yesterday, he wanted his guards to defile and defile Sister Ling. If you hadn't been lucky enough to be saved by the teenager Ling Mei shouted yesterday, maybe you wouldn't have a chance to see her now. ”

This time Tuoba Lei couldn't sit still, and he got up from his chair with a bang: "How can this be true! It's just too deceitful! ”

Tuobalei, who was extremely angry, stepped to leave, but An Yang stopped him in time.

"Where is Your Highness going?"

Tuoba Lei didn't look back, but paused: "Go find Un and ask for an explanation." ”

"Don't Your Highness think it's a bit abrupt to go like this? Do you think he will admit it? Besides, do you know where he is? ”

Now Tuoba Lei has lost his temper, he is not stupid or a little pedantic, of course he understands what Anyang said.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he finally turned around and walked back: "What does the girl think?" ”

"I am not interested in the state affairs of the Northern Wei Dynasty and Rouran, and I don't want to participate in them. But about the marriage, I persuade the Seventh Prince to go back and persuade your father, it is not advisable. ”

Seeing that he didn't react, An Yang continued: "It's better for women's marriages to listen to their own opinions. If you marry well, you are an in-law, and if you don't marry well, you are an enemy. Anyang is not shy about it.

This time, a crack appeared on Tuoba Lei's face, and An Yang didn't say much but saw blood for a while.

"Miss Xie for her advice, I will do my best in the future. However, at this moment, I was even more worried about the safety of my little sister, so I left first. He clenched his fists and walked out.

An Yang glanced at Dongfang Ran beside him, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and his eyebrows rose a little: "Finally relieved." Hurry up and eat, we're going to join Hades." ”

"Huh! You were talking so happily to a foreign man just now, and now you are so rude to your husband? Dongfang Ran deliberately pretended to be dissatisfied.

An Yang looked at his underbeaten expression and burst out laughing.

By the time they arrived at the agreed teahouse, Yan Tingcheng and Lan Jiaojiao were already waiting there.

Lan Jiaojiao's eyes moistened when she looked at the girl in front of her. That was the only trace of blood left by the senior brother.

She pulled An Yang in front of her and looked left and right, as if she just couldn't see enough. I don't know why, this little girl actually looks a little like her. No matter how you look at it, it looks like you're your own, but it's a pity that you've never been married.

An Yang also looked at the blue woman. She didn't know that her grandfather was her senior brother, Sima Changqing, the seventeenth prince of the year.

It stands to reason that a woman in her early fifties should leave some traces of time, but this Lan Jiaojiao just grew in reverse, and she didn't look like she was fifty years old at all. looks like he is only in his early thirties, which makes Anyang unable not to be amazed.

Lan Jiaojiao's beauty shocked Anyang, and they all said that the first beauty in the world was Princess Yunyun, but in Anyang's opinion, this woman should not be worse than Sima Yi's mother.

"Are you Jinniang's daughter?" Lan Jiaojiao's voice somewhat revealed her age, no longer sweet and moist.

"Blue Hero knows his mother?" An Yang looked at her with big eyes like a fawn.

A smile appeared at the corner of Lan Jiaojiao's mouth: "Not only do I know her, I also hugged her when I was a child and taught her to distinguish herbs with my own hands." ”

Speaking of the past, Lan Jiaojiao's eyes were hazy. For so many years, she didn't dare to disturb her brother's life, knowing that he had been alone, she didn't feel good in her heart.

But over the years, I have been by Yan Tingcheng's side, and I have long been accustomed to his company and care. That kind of attachment has long been unable to distinguish whether it is family affection or love. What's more, the senior brother had made it clear when he went down the mountain that he would not meet again.

The second monk of Anyang was confused, she waited for Lan Jiaojiao to continue with doubts in her eyes, but Lan Jiaojiao didn't want to continue the topic with tears in her eyes.

She had to look at Yan Tingcheng as if she was begging for help, and that look made Yan Tingcheng impossible to ignore.

Yan Tingcheng glanced at Dongfang Ran, who was playing with the sword in his hand, and turned his face to Lan Jiaojiao and An Yang.

"Jiaojiao's father, Immortal Doctor Blue Hero, do you know?" Yan Tingcheng looked at An Yang and asked.

An Yang hurriedly nodded, the immortal doctor is famous all over the world, no one knows! Then he stared at Yan Qingcheng and waited for him to continue. Yan Tingcheng looked at An Yang, who was like such a little white rabbit, and smiled.

"The only apprentice he took in his life was your grandfather." Before Yan Qingcheng's words were finished, An Yang had already jumped out of Lan Jiaojiao's arms with an "ah".

"What do you say? You...... You talk nonsense. The apprentice of the immortal doctor is Sima Changqing, the seventeenth prince, how can it be my grandfather? Anyang was so anxious that he couldn't speak.

Dongfang Ran, who was wiping the sword next to him, shook his hand, and the sharp blade cut through his fingertips, and a drop of blood came out.

Lan Jiaojiao's nose suddenly twitched, and then her face changed greatly, she got up and bypassed Anyang, and quickly came to Dongfang Ran.

"Young people have fallen for Gu? Heart-eating Gu? Lan Jiaojiao grabbed Dongfang Ran's hand that was emitting blood beads, leaned over and sniffed it carefully. She glanced at Dongfang Ran with a solemn expression, then shook her head and sighed.

An Yang had come to them at this moment: "Is there a way for Lan Daxia to solve it?" ”

Lan Jiaojiao, who was already wrinkling her eyebrows and pondering, immediately turned cold: "What did the girl call me?" ”

An Yang looked at this Lan Jiaojiao, who was as free and easy as the rumors, and spit out a little fragrant tongue, from Lan Jiaojiao's attitude, she had to believe Yan Qingcheng's words, her grandfather was the seventeenth prince. The clever little girl naturally knows what to do: "Grandma! ”

In fact, it should be called aunt and grandma, but Anyang felt that it was a bit awkward, and he didn't want this name to be in Lan Jiaojiao's arms. She looked at An Yang with great satisfaction and nodded with a smile.

"What does he have to do with you?" Lan Jiaojiao didn't answer the rhetorical question. She glanced at Dongfang Ran again, her expression turned cold, and pulled An Yang back to the table and sat down.

An Yang looked at Dongfang Ran embarrassedly, not knowing what to do. Dongfang Ran could see that Lan Jiaojiao didn't seem to want Anyang to get too close to him. That was the tip of his heart, so he naturally stopped doing it: "We don't have anything to do now, but sooner or later we will be husband and wife." ”

Dongfang Ran's words made An Yang's face flush, and she secretly glanced at Lan Jiaojiao's eyes. Lan Jiaojiao was squinting at Dongfang Ran, looking a little strange.

She suddenly turned to look at Yan Tingcheng who was sitting at the table behind her: "What do you say?" ”

Yan Chengcheng was stunned for a moment when he was suddenly named, and then chuckled: "Whatever you want." ”

Lan Jiaojiao nodded slightly, turned to look at An Yang: "Want to save him?" ”

An Yang hurriedly nodded desperately, but Lan Jiaojiao suddenly said, "Then stay away from him." ”

Dongfang Ran was anxious when he heard this, and rushed over to pull up Anyang and was about to leave. An Yang opened his hand: "Grandma!" There was a distinct trilling in her voice.

Lan Jiaojiao's attitude was resolute this time, and she didn't have the slightest intention of letting go. She looked at Dongfang Ran coldly: "You don't have a choice. ”

"Why? Grandma! Tears flashed in An Yang's eyes, and his pleading gaze was a little sad even when Yan Tingcheng, who was sitting on the side watching the excitement.

His lips moved, and he wanted to intercede for them. But he knew that Jiaojiao wouldn't talk nonsense, and there must be a reason for her.