Chapter Twenty-Six: Avoiding Trouble and Entering the Palace

I will bear all the proper life you have arranged for me.

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She elaborated on this and that.

Wan Yanyong's face gradually brightened.

"It turns out that there is a female Zhuge hidden by my side." He nodded approvingly.

While the two were talking, Qinglian suddenly ran in in a panic.

"Oh no, little prince, the general is here, and he broke in without waiting for the porter to report, saying that he wanted to see you."

Wan Yanyong's face changed: "Where is he?" Janeway's face also changed drastically, and she immediately reacted and ran towards the house.

"I'm here." A cold male voice sounded outside the Quenching Pavilion.

Wan Yanyong and Qinglian were both startled, and they all turned around. After seeing it, Yan Liang was striding over from the peony flower garden.

Wan Yanyong looked at him with an unkind expression, but laughed first: "What's the matter, so anxious to see me?" ”

Wan Yanliang had already arrived in front of him when he spoke, and only said: "I not only want to see you, but also want to meet your scholar." ”

Wan Yanyong only pretended to be confused: "The general who is still working, just bring a message, and I will send him to serve the general." ”

Wan Yan Liang snorted, but when he arrived in front of him, he didn't stop, and walked straight to the house, Wan Yan Yong's face changed, and he hurriedly caught up, he had already entered the house first.

There was no one in the room and he looked at his head at a glance, and Wan Yan Yong breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Liang, what are you doing?" It's really out of sight. ”

"Where's the scholar?!" Wan Yan Liang looked around.

"The scholar is naturally in the study. This is my mother's former home, and no one is allowed to come except me. ”

"But I've heard of people bringing food here every day. Could it be that it was sent to make a show, and then eat it when the lady came back from Liaoyang. ”

Wan Yan Yong smiled, Yu Guang glanced at the trembling Qinglian who followed up, and said, "The habits in the mansion, don't worry about the general." ”

Wan Yanliang sneered: "I don't have time to pay attention to your habits, I just want to meet your scholar, I'm afraid that Uncle Siwang is also very interested in your scholar." As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to have found something, and walked straight to the bedroom, and followed closely after him.

I saw that the futon on the couch was bulging, Wan Yanliang sneered, stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of the quilt and was about to lift it. Wan Yan Yongyi grabbed his wrist, his eyes were full of surprise, and he only called in a low voice: "Second brother." Wan Yanliang was the second oldest in the family, and he always called him that when he was a child, he frolicked.

Wan Yanliang was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face changed a few times, and he slowly loosened the corner of the quilt, and a heavy mark was imprinted on the soft brocade.

Wan Yan Yong opened his hand lightly.

He turned around and smiled, and Wan Yanyong also smiled and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, no one expected that in the next second, he suddenly turned around and stepped forward to lift the brocade quilt.

Wan Yanyong was shocked, watching the soft quilt fall from his eyes and fall softly on the carpet.

But the quilt was empty.

Wan Yan Liang looked at Wan Yan Yong suspiciously.

Several thoughts flashed in his heart, and he immediately came back to his senses, and looked back quietly: "This is where my mother lived in the old days, and I have never dared to move a little. Even the four uncles have never stepped into half a step. ”

Wan Yanliang's expression moved slightly, he glanced at him fixedly, and after a while, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Wan Yanyong stood in place, and glanced at the soft couch again, it was indeed empty.

He looked around, the room was only so big, where had she gone?

Just thinking about it, a person sneaked in from outside the house, it was Janeway, she stroked her chest and asked him nervously with wide eyes, "He's gone?" ”

He nodded: "You weren't in the house just now?" ”

"Yes," she smiled playfully, "I was in the flowers at the door, and I knew he was going to enter the house, how could he be stupid enough to hit the muzzle of the gun." ”

He raised an eyebrow in confusion, and she corrected with a smile: "It's a knife hit." He looked at her gently, the petals fell all over her head, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to pluck the broken petals on her head. Fingertip fragrance.

At first, she was still able to stand comfortably, but gradually she lowered her head in embarrassment, and only focused on the green bricks on the ground.

Wan Yanyong's heart moved, and finally gently hugged her into his arms.

His shoulders were warm and broad, and there was a certain fruity fragrance, so familiar and unfamiliar, her cheeks were hot, and there was an inexplicable emotion surging in her heart.

After a while, I only heard Yan Yong say softly: "It's not safe here, I'm going to send you somewhere." ”

She listened quietly.

He explained carefully: "Next year, I will march south with the marshal, and the soldiers and horses will go ahead before the grain and grass are moved, and the private deployment and the equipment of the Iron Floating Slaughter are in full swing. Once I go, it will take less than half a year to come back, and I can't feel at ease when you're here. Wan Yanliang's temper has never been unforgiving, and he must turn this Luwang Mansion upside down before he is willing to give up. ”

She leaned her head on his chest and asked softly, "Where?" ”

"The Imperial Palace."

She was startled.

He patted her on the back soothingly: "Don't be afraid. Zhang Zhaoyuan in the palace is from Bohai and has a relationship with my mother, so I will ask her to take care of you. When I come back next year after making meritorious contributions, I will ask the Holy Lord to be the Lord of you, and when the time comes, you don't have to worry about anything. ”

Janeway listened to his words, and she didn't say anything, she believed that what he said would definitely be done, so she just nodded slightly.

She was so immersed in his warm embrace that she forgot to ask about many things, and forgot to think about many things. In fact, it is not a man's patent.

The next day, the person who came to deliver breakfast changed to a small house, Jian Wei asked about Qinglian curiously, and he said that he went out of the house.

After Yan Yong came over, he saw that she was serious, but he didn't hide it from her: "Qinglian deliberately leaked her mouth in private, and I sent her out of the house." ”

She recalled her strange question that day, she didn't reveal that she was her daughter before, she only thought that Wan Yanyong told her at that time, and she didn't think much about it.

She remembered Qinglian Suri's expression after reading Yan Yong, and she already understood most of it in her heart, sighed softly, and didn't ask any more.

Wan Yanyong entered the palace in the morning and met Zhang Zhaoyuan in the name of the Li family, only saying that he was the child of his mother's family and entered the palace to learn the rules. Zhang Zhaoyuan was naturally kind, so he didn't ask much, and after seeing Li's face, he accepted it.

He told Jian Wei one by one, and repeatedly told her not to be competitive when she entered the palace, as long as she stayed by Zhang Zhaoyuan's side, she would protect her thoroughly. He suddenly remembered something, and then turned his head and sighed: "It's a pity that such a beautiful woman, I'm really afraid that I will accidentally be seen by the emperor, how can I open my mouth to beg him when the time comes." ”

Seeing that he was trying his best to show that nervous appearance, Jian Wei couldn't help but smile and said, "Then your painstaking planning like this, isn't it like a meat bun beating a dog, and there is no return." ”

He laughed at her ridiculous metaphor and rubbed her head. She pursed her lips and smiled.

At dusk, Zhang Jinyan, the housekeeper of Luwang's Mansion, personally sent clothes and ornaments over, and Wan Yanyong was very kind to him, and only said to Jian Wei: "If I am not in the capital, you can find him if you have something urgent." ”

Zhang Jinyan arrived at the door, but did not enter the house, only stood by the door, and said, "Little prince, the carriages and horses are ready." ”

Wan Yanyong glanced at Jian Wei and said softly, "Let's go." ”

The carriage quietly passed through the royal street, because the Luwang Mansion was not in the inner square near the imperial city, but in the south of the imperial city, and passed the imperial gate, Chaoyuan Palace, and Yanguang Gate in turn, Jian Wei finally couldn't help it, quietly lifted the curtain of the carriage, and looked out, only to see that the street was wide and seemed to be more than 20 meters wide, and weeping willows and unknown flowers and plants were planted next to the imperial corridor next to the road, and the drainage canal under the weeping willows was murmuring.

The twilight was getting deeper, and finally she couldn't see it really, she put down the gauze curtain and sat back, only to find that Wan Yanyong had been looking at her quietly. There was something familiar to her in his gaze.

Outside the West Thousand Steps Corridor, the carriage finally stopped. She knew that Zhang Jinyan stopped the horse, but did not come to invite them.

In such a situation, it seemed that she should say something, but Jian Wei felt that she had suddenly become clumsy, all her cleverness was gone, Wan Yanyong was still sitting next to her, her heart moved, she got up, and kissed him lightly on the corner of the mouth.

Wan Yanyong slowly burst into a smile, and he said slowly but firmly: "Next year, I will definitely come back with military merits to marry you." ”

An ominous thought flashed vaguely in her heart, and before she could think about it, he had already opened the curtain, put a small box in her hand, and said gently, "Let's go." ”