Chapter 7: Sachets
Nangong Yan sat outside, knowing that Yan Yan was lying behind the screen, and she was talking to him without a stubble, so he was relieved.
But Yan Yan will not stay here with Nangong Yan. I travel alone in a thousand mountains, and I don't have to send each other for thousands of miles. You don't have to dwell on the people you meet for too long, and you have to go alone after all. She won't stay for anyone.
But for Yan Jingxing, she can.
Mingzhu slipped out of the house and chattered: "Yesterday King Xian released my father's pigeon, and he was worried for a long time. How can I tell him about you, we're all in this together. ”
Mingzhu squeezed her eyebrows at Yan Ao, Yan Ao lowered her head and took a sip of tea, not looking at the distorted expression on her face: "He will go to see your father today." ”
Yan Jingxing rode on the newly bought mount, looked upstairs in a daze, and almost hit the wall, but fortunately, the horse had spirituality and could be avoided. Mingzhu slapped the table there hahahaha, Yan Jingxing could only see Yan Wu in his eyes, and under her sight, his face was so embarrassed that his face turned red.
Yan Wu's eyes were full of smiles, she was sitting there drinking tea coldly, but her laughter was as open as the sun, coquettish and narrow.
Yan Jingxing rode on the black horse, originally cold and arrogant, but his face was a little red at this time, he was at a loss, and even the hand holding the reins was a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know where to put it.
Yan Wu smiled wantonly, her fingers moved slightly, and there were a few more things on the table, and Yan Wu grabbed the sachet in it. A plain sachet flew out of the carved window and finally fell into Yan Jingxing's hands.
This is the thing in the hand of the storage ring she gave to Yan Jingxing, Mingzhu was dumbfounded, and only felt that the noble and handsome Xianwang had an extra green hat on his head. She thought inappropriately, compared to her, she was really well-behaved and obedient, if she was like Yan Wu, her father would probably be angry.
Yan Jingxing grabbed the small sachet, a strong feeling made him stop breathing, the world seemed to stand still at this moment, and there was a devil in his heart who wanted to break out of the cage.
Yan Jingxing regained his senses in the next moment, his heart was still beating like a drum, there was a light in his eyes, he smiled heartily at Yan Wu, and a drop of sweat oozing from his forehead crossed his face, healthy and masculine.
After Yan Wu "encountered" Yan Jingxing, she ruthlessly threw off the pearl, just like yesterday. Mingzhu rolled her eyes and happily went to play by herself.
The innocent Pearl was caught red-handed by her father outside the Qinglou and was caught. Mingzhu attempted to commit a crime, and her father's face turned blue. Unable to teach her a lesson, poor Mingzhu was brought to King Xian and questioned him.
Mingzhu didn't say Gao Zhuoyu, obediently, Yan Wu even dared to be green with the virtuous king, her Caixia Sect was really amazing, she couldn't hold Yan Yan back. Mingzhu was originally raised by her father as a man, and after meeting Yan Wu, she actually had a tendency to be raised crookedly. Nangong Yan didn't dare to ask too much, for fear that Yan Yan would be disgusted, so he asked Mingzhu to prevaricate, and even City Lord Xiao didn't expect that he, the stupid eldest sister and daughter, could lie. Congratulations.
After that, Mingzhu inexplicably became the mouthpiece between Yan Wu and Nangong Yan. But it's embarrassing that her father and her are inserted into this pole together, and she doesn't feel so good when she knocks cp.
Yan Wan's eyes were cold and peaceful, which made Yan Jingxing calm down as if he had been poured down by a bucket of cold water.
He led the horse, touched the horse's head, and asked, "Shall I go and buy something, together?" ”
Yan Wu nodded coldly and self-controllly: "But it's disrespectful." ”
Yan Wu stood on the other side of the horse, straightened the horse's sideburns, and the horse rubbed her hand affectionately. Yan Wu smiled slightly, a person who obviously looked indifferent and cold, smiled softly and warmly.
Yan Jingxing was a little more comfortable, he should have been grateful to his life-saving benefactor, but he was in a bad situation at this time, and he was more wary of such a master, and he was in awe.