Chapter 8: Escape from the Tiger's Mouth
Just when he was in a dilemma, Gu Zhanling on the side stood up, his voice was elegant, and he looked like a handsome son, and said: "I also have this intention in the next, I don't know if Miss Wen can appreciate her face and have a drink." ”
Gu Hanjing's face sank, and his eyes hid imperceptible feelings, but on the surface, he remained silent, probing Wen Xian'an.
Wen Xian'an was so anxious that she almost scolded, damn, it's time like this, what else are you Gu Zhanling making a fuss about, don't you think I'm dying fast enough?
The two princes competed for a woman, which was the main event, and the people at the base exchanged heads and ears, and some noisy voices came from time to time.
Wen Xian'an grabbed his sleeves with both hands, the surface was very stable, and there were already 10,000 horses galloping in his heart.
What the hell is the plot here?
Wen Xiaoxiao on the side stared at Wen Xian'an viciously, jealous sparks, why did she Wen Xian'an be everywhere and get the favor of the prince, although Wen Qingyue was jealous, she knew how to hide her emotions.
Wen Xian'an didn't expect that the public envoys had made her so low-key, and she still couldn't escape the clutches.
Wen Xian'an understands that even if she is not in the limelight, as the eldest daughter of the prime minister, she naturally cannot escape the entanglement with the royal family, and getting her is equivalent to getting the support of the prime minister.
At this time, she has become a fragrant bait, and she is being stared at by others.
Wen Xian'an was sitting on pins and needles at this time, and he had no clue.
In the end, Wen Cheng, who still loved her, stood in front of him without hesitation, and said without humility or arrogance: "The two princes have a heart, but the little girl has not recovered from her illness, and she is not suitable for drinking too much wine. ”
Wen Xian'an's eyes were sour, and her father almost exclaimed, seeing the truth in adversity, her father really loves her.
Gu Hanjing didn't blame, he gently shook Wen Cheng, drank all the wine in the cup, but his eyes glanced at Wen Xian'an on the side, touching the other party's sight, Wen Xian'an hurriedly turned his head.
Gu Hanjing put down his wine glass, and a subtle smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Gu Zhanling had to give up, toasted and sat back in place.
This little thing can be regarded as a turning page, but it still left a deep impression on Wen Xian'an and made a small limelight.
This is the end of the feast.
Eat, drink and have fun, after this eating and drinking, the emphasis is on having fun.
Wen Xian'an followed everyone, under the leadership of Concubine Jing, to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers.
It stands to reason that in this spring March, the flowers have not bloomed, but the scene in front of them is to amaze everyone.
In the big royal garden, the flowers are clustered, the colors are one each, the flowers are competing to open, competing for beauty, the fragrance of flowers is refreshing, and the sight of everyone is impacted.
Concubine Jing pointed to the flowers in the garden and introduced to everyone: "This is a flower species that is paid tribute by neighboring countries, and it can bloom in any season. ”
Wen Xian'an has long been accustomed to this kind of thing, after all, what he has seen once has lost his freshness when he sees it again.
Looking at everyone, Wen Xian'an deliberately slowed down his pace and walked at the end of the line, trying to find a chance to slip away.
looked at her young lady lightly, and said happily: "Miss, didn't you see it, just now the two princes toasted you, and the second young lady's face turned white." ”
Wen Xian'an pinched his light face and said with a smile: "Talk." ”
This incident was not her intention, but Wen Xian settled down and thought about it, in the memory of the previous life, there was no such thing at all, could it be that the original things were changed, and the development of the story would also change.
"Miss, why don't you leave?"
Qingling's words brought back her thoughts, and Wen Xian'an didn't think about it, she took Qingling's hand and walked around the rockery on the side, and walked out through the small door on the other side.
Seeing Wen Xian'an's familiar appearance, he frowned lightly and suspiciously, isn't it the first time for Miss to enter the palace?
According to the memory in his mind, Wen Xian'an found a remote place, there were a few plum blossoms planted in the yard, and before the season, the plum trees were bare, and their whole bodies were brown and black.
There is also a small pond where fish swim happily and a small bridge is erected over it.
Wen Xian'an stepped onto the bridge and followed lightly.
The two of them came to the corridor next to the bridge, which was quiet, and she was happy to be idle without the group of annoying spirits.
Wen Xian'an bypassed the corridor, walked to the corner, and hit a wall of flesh head-on, Wen Xian'an rubbed his eyebrows, through the gap, he saw a goose-yellow skirt, and sure enough, Xu Nianchun's exclamation sounded in the next second: "Xian'an, don't go to see the flowers, why did you come here." ”
Wen Xian'an raised his head, probed Xu Nianchun carefully, and said with a smile: "You are not too." ”
The two looked at each other and smiled, Xu Nianchun said unhurriedly: "You also know, I am so natural that I don't like to deal with them, so I took my maid around, how did I know that I met you." ”
Wen Xian'an snorted, still in a familiar tone, which made people kind.
The two walked side by side, speaking a couple of sentences from time to time.
Xu Nianchun stopped, turned around and probed Wen Xian'an, being stared at like this, Wen Xian'an looked a little uncomfortable, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”
"No, it's just that you are a little different from usual today, you dress plainly, and you don't like to compete for the limelight, but you make the two sisters prosperous."
Wen Xian'an's eyes were slightly moist, a girlfriend is a girlfriend, and the slightest change can be noticed, but there are some things that she can't say, after all, he is reborn, and even his father doesn't know.
"These visible glory and wealth are not as good as real freedom."
Xu Nianchun put his hand on Wen Xian'an's forehead and muttered: "I don't have a fever either, why are you talking nonsense, it seems that your illness has not been cured, and you have to take good care of it when you go home." ”
Wen Xian'an pulled Xu Nianchun's arm, it felt good to be cared for.
The two walked around a few times and returned to the Imperial Garden.
There was a large group of people in front, and the two of them didn't know why, Wen Xian'an grabbed the maid on the side and asked, "What's going on ahead." ”
The maid bowed slightly, and replied: "Back to the two young ladies, it is a new painter invited by the emperor, who is painting for the noble concubine, if the two young ladies are interested, you can go and see." ”
The two of them were naturally not interested, but this Jing Guifei was very favored, so she naturally had to take a look.
Knowing the identities of the two, everyone gave way, and Wen Xian'an dragged Xu Nianchun to the front and looked at the easel carefully.
Although there is only one outline, you can still see the high skill of the painter, Jing Guifei supported her head with one hand, half lying on a soft couch, surrounded by flowers, and occasionally you can see a few butterflies flying by.
After watching it for a while, Wen Xian'an lost interest and pulled Xu Nianchun out of the crowd.
At this time, Xu Nianchun saw his father's call, said goodbye to Wen Xian'an, and left in a hurry.
After Xu Nianchun left, Wen Xian'an only felt bored, walked to the pavilion on the side, sat on the stone bench, and watched the fish in the pond play back and forth.