Jiang Lan quickened her pace, as if there was a ghost chasing her behind.

In the end, Yu Yuan had no choice but to trot, and just out of the imperial garden to the front hall, he met the swaggering team sitting in a sedan chair.

A team of hundreds of people, outside is a clear water with a knife guard, a sedan chair and thirty attendants on their shoulders. The entire palace road, which was wide enough to accommodate the army to go on the expedition, suddenly seemed crowded and narrow.

The base of the sedan chair is carved with intricate patterns, and it is inlaid with jewels, which is extremely extravagant and exaggerated.

There was a man in his thirties sitting on the sedan chair, looking at it from afar, he felt that he was extraordinary, even if he sat in the sedan chair, his back was straight, and the killing spirit was rolling in.

The peach blossom eyes, which were originally extremely charming, had a cold light, and they could feel that person was ruthless and decisive, which made Jiang Lan raise his eyebrows not because of the coercion exuded by this person, but because there was a trace of purple gas between his eyebrows.

As expected, this should be the King of Anping who is about to move.

Sure enough, being able to compete with the Queen Mother and the Young Emperor in the court is an extraordinary product, and the way of heaven has indeed given him a glimmer of life to compete for.

Jiang Lan and her father-in-law retreated to the wall and got out of the way.

As the son of the prince, Jiang Lan was slightly blessed, but his head was not half a point low. The head was biased to other places, but the sedan chair stopped in front of him, and when he saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned his head to meet a pair of deep, thoughtless eyes.

"The prince of Weiguo?"

"His Royal Highness King Anping."

Jiang Lan stepped forward to salute, after all, he is the prince of the auxiliary government, and in the eyes of others, even if he is a relative, he is a small persimmon that has not yet grown.

"The son of the world was really majestic yesterday, for the sake of a cousin, he actually said crazy words, bluntly saying that a gentleman would not do it, and would rather be a villain than beat a woman. Now the entire Jiankang City is talking about your exploits! ”

King Anping's words were cold and unwarm, not angry and self-threatening, and scared a bunch of people stupidly.

Jiang Lan frowned, grinding her index finger with the thumb of her left hand, and wondered in her heart what was going on with this King of Anping? Yesterday, Fei Yuwei arrived at Jingzhao Mansion but stood dryly, without saying a word, and said if he wanted to intervene!

Now this is still looking for a place to throw olive branches to the Fang family? But isn't the Fang family's matter settled, this is an unsuccessful solicitation, looking for yourself to be angry?

The former queen mother had already "taught" herself in front of the eyes and ears of the palace, and was punished to the Guozijian to study and meditate, and cultivate her self-cultivation. Give the Fang family enough face for the Foot Emperor Master, how can you ...... King Anping is not convinced?

Make a face for the Fang family?

Is this a verbal or hands-on approach?

Jiang Lan glanced at Father-in-law Yu next to him and asked about the situation, how did he know that the old boy was just lowering his head and not speaking, did he plan to break the siege?

The intestines in Jiang Lan's stomach turned a thousand times, this old guy wouldn't be a spies who ate everything, right?

bypassed Concubine Shang and accidentally met King Anping who entered the palace to meet him? Don't be so coincidental!

Jiang Lan couldn't be allowed to think too much, the gaze above was too harsh, and Jiang Lan could feel the cowardice from the depths of the original owner's body.

However, Jiang Lan, who has been dragging for more than 20 million years, has never been erased at all.

"King Anping praised it."

“……”

King Anping looked at the boy who had not yet grown a skeleton, he seemed to be playing in the world but hiding his arrogance, when did the emaciated child grow like this?

If it weren't for Ah Yu's reminder, he wouldn't have noticed this "sick Jiao" who could faint with a single look.

"This king did not praise you."

Jiang Lan is embarrassed, can't this King Anping climb down the pole? Why should everyone tear their faces. Although he is the nephew of the Queen Mother, he did not really join the party struggle.

Since you don't recognize it, don't blame me for being unjust!

"What does the prince mean? Does it mean that when my sister is in danger, I should look at it coldly, and abandon my relatives regardless of gentlemanly etiquette? Such a villain can be a gentleman? ”

What does "......" mean?

I saw that Jiang Lan's face was angry, and he waved his sleeves directly, shook the face of the closest guard beside him, and said loudly and angrily: "Such a person is ashamed to be with you!" ”

"The ...... of the Son of the World"

Yu Yuan hurriedly trembled and confessed to King Anping, and chased after him with his old arms and legs.

The saber guard who was thrown off by Jiang Lan stepped forward, "Jiang Shizi has no form, prince, do you want your subordinates to arrest him?" ”

King Anping waved his hand, "It's just a shaft, some literati are temperamental, they are happy and have no city, they can't be used, such people don't need to worry." ”

The guard hesitated, "But the prince said......"

King Anping glanced at it, and the people around him consciously stayed away.

"Ah Yu has been thinking a lot since he was a child, and he is cautious in doing things, but this time he is too careful."

King Anping played with the beads made of Lantian Baoyu in his hand, each of which was a gift from a troubled feudal minister in the south.

"As soon as Jiang Jie's death, the glory of the Weiguo Mansion will come to an end, where is there still the momentum of Jiankang's No. 1 giant."

"But this Jiang Shizi?"

"This kid has been wasted by Jiang Wu's old puppet since he was a child, such a root and bone, thin and weak, and he ...... the hundreds of thousands of troops left behind by Jiang Jie. No fun"

"The subordinates don't know, why would Grandpa Guo do this to his own grandson? Is it just to confuse the secret agents in the Confusing Mansion? ”

Chen Mian shook his head and stretched his cuffs to block the beads.

"Jiang Wu's old puppet wasted the strength of nine cows and two tigers, and devoted all the strength of the Xuan clan to raise the eldest son of the amazing talent, but he didn't expect to die in the Hexi Corridor. This Jiang Lan is the only seedling of Jiang Jie, and there are hundreds of thousands of troops in the northwest behind him. If you raise it well, I'm afraid you won't live to be seven years old. ”

"Grandpa Guo is reluctant to bloodline?"

King Anping didn't shake his head or nod this time, but just looked up at the sky in the palace faintly, "Who knows?" The old man was a ruthless man, very cruel to his children, and even more cruel to himself...... His mind has been pondered for decades and has not been figured out. ”

Instead, he waved his fingers lightly and straightened the court clothes on his body, "Let's go, go and see Your Majesty's recent studies." ”

"No."

At the other end of the palace road, Jiang Lan threw off his sleeves and walked all the way with his head held high, not caring at all about the dead eunuch chasing him behind.

"The Son, the Son......"

Jiang Lan didn't pay attention to people at all, and when she saw the turn in front of her, she directly opened her arms and wanted to get rid of that nasty wish.

Yu Yuan picked up the corner of the hem of his clothes and hurried to the palace gate, where Jiang Lan was standing.

"Lord Shizi, listen to the slave explain to you......"

"Shh Jiang Lan asked him to be silent.

Yu Yuan looked towards Jiang Lan's line of sight, "Grand Master Gu!" ”

Jiang Lan's eyebrows moved, looking at the entrance of the palace gate in the distance, the people who got off the Gu family's carriage.

The curtain is slightly opened, and you can see that the inside is extremely simple, the pure white fox skin is tiled, and the copper incense burner is burned next to it, which is simple but very comfortable. The first thing that imprinted into his eyes was the white and flawless hand, with long finger bones distinct, like jade porcelain, as if it would be broken at the touch of it.

It was already a February day, and the man was wearing a moon-white pear robe, covered with a silver fox fur, and his right hand touched his lips and teeth.

He seems to be coughing?

Yu Yuan next to him muttered, "This Gu eldest prince has been sick for a few days, and he said that he encountered a conflict when he entered Beijing, and he was frightened by the gangsters." ”

"Huh?" The eyebrows were slightly raised, and Jiang Lan glanced at Yu Yuan next to him.

"Gu Dagongzi is an amazing and brilliant person, even the first emperor is quite fond of it, he became a poet at the age of three, and he was raised at the age of ten...... Now that he is less than twenty-five years old, he has already competed with Emperor Fang, and the best thing is that Gu Dagongzi can't help but know the past and the present, and he has a great success in the Book of Changes, that is, the great heavenly master of Qin Tianjian is also courteous to him, and wants to worship him as a teacher. ”

"I see that he is pale, not as simple as being frightened."

Yu Yuan sighed, "God is jealous of talents, Gu Dagongzi has a deficiency disease, he has been like this since he was a child, he is a porcelain man." and born with a good color, all the noble girls in Jiankang City fell in love with ......"

Jiang Lan nodded, "It is indeed a good skin......

Before Gu Yan in the carriage got out of the carriage, a nine-foot man with an ape-backed bee waist was immediately waiting beside him, holding a big black giant fan.

Jiang Lan looked up at the sky, the spring sun was just right, slightly hooking the surface of the skin, and the temperature was slightly felt but not scorching.

This deficiency seems to be very serious, that day's embrace is indeed a little cold now, originally only felt that the human nature was cold, but now it seems that the body is not cold enough, and he died early.

But why is he so much like the man in his dreams? In addition to the forehead droplets.

The stranger who called herself "dying", Jiang Lan put her on her chest, she had become a remnant soul for more than 100,000 years, and when she thought of that figure, that trance dream, her heart throbbed.

Sure enough, I did forget something.

However, Jiang Lan clenched her hands and her nails sank into the flesh, none of which mattered......

I have arrived at the palace gate, and the burning tear of my arm is pouring straight into the sea of knowledge, which is more serious than the last time.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Lan endured the severe pain and turned around and walked towards the carriage where he entered the palace.

"Childe?"

Dawn reminded.

Gu Yan retracted his eyes, "Let's go." ”

"No." Dawn all looked in the direction of Childe's distraction just now, except for a carriage out of the palace, there was nothing. Is it because you are too careful?

Liming suppressed the doubts floating in his heart, followed closely in the footsteps of his son-in-law, and walked into the majestic palace wall.

Sweat was rolling on her head, Jiang Lan lifted the curtain, letting the cold wind of spring roll into the carriage, her whole soul trembled with her painful body, and even the fine sweat oozing from her pores stopped.

A flame burned in the body, and the cold of the spring outside was biting.

Between ice and fire, pain and burning are deeply hidden, pressed down.

Looking at the carriage weakly, his head tilted out of the window, and repeatedly refused that the old boy died and the eunuch still wanted to send him home, sitting in the same carriage, Jiang Lan couldn't let him discover his strangeness.

Leaving the palace, the Heavenly Dao that he suddenly discovered fiercely led the qi of heaven and earth to the torn wound on Jiang Lan's arm, and the miscellaneous qi between heaven and earth was frantically involved, directly splitting the small merit lotus flower that had accumulated on top of three feet.

The pale lips were dyed with a wry smile: sure enough, it was still not enough.