On the night An Wan arrived in the capital, many people lost sleep because of her presence......

In the General's Palace.

An Wan had just finished washing up and was about to go to bed, when there was a knock on the door of the room where she was.

"Mo Beichen?"

"Hmm." A familiar deep male voice came from outside the door.

"I'm sleeping, I'll talk about it tomorrow." An Wan said impatiently.

Mo Beichen: "......"

"Evening, you open the door, there is a distinguished guest who wants to see you." Mo Beichen said helplessly.

Guest?

An night undressed for a moment, and a guess flashed through his mind.

She was silent for a moment, thought for a moment, and then tied her belt again, and stepped forward to open the door.

The room was brightly lit.

Mo Beichen accompanied two men and women in cloaks to walk in.

Under the illumination of the candlelight, An Night faded the white veil that covered her face, and a beautiful little face that captivated the country and the city was exposed to the air without reservation.

Looking at Qing Anwan's face, the pair of cloaked men and women instantly took off the hats on their heads and looked at An Wan with tears in their eyes.

Under the light, looking at the face of the middle-aged woman in front of her who looked exactly the same as her, An Wan's heart was clear.

Really......

No wonder Qin Che would admit his mistake.

"Child, my child ......" Luo Xiang was excited and wanted to step forward to hug An Wan.

But I don't want to, she moves fast, but An Wan moves faster than her.

Before Luo Xiang hugged her, An Wan hurriedly hid behind Mo Beichen.

An Wan's action successfully warmed Mo Beichen's heart......

For the sake of his sweetheart, he didn't care how noble the identity of the person in front of him was, he directly stretched out his hand to block the approach of the imperial concubine Luo Xiang.

"Niangniang, she is afraid of life sooner or later." Mo Beichen said.

"My child ......" Luo Xiang looked at An Wan stupidly, his eyes were red.

The emperor stepped forward and hugged Luo Xiang into his arms, while not forgetting to warn Mo Beichen with his eyes.

Obviously, the emperor was blaming Mo Beichen for blocking Luo Xiang.

In the face of the emperor's warning, Mo Beichen was not afraid of panic, just stood in front of An Wan so straight, and looked at the emperor fearlessly.

Looking at each other, the eyes of the two men met in the air, lightning and thunder.

After perceiving the murderous intent faintly revealed in the emperor's eyes, An Evening was unhappy.

Walking out from behind Mo Beichen and blocking in front of him, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, staring dangerously at the emperor in front of her.

Emperor: "......"

Taking An Wan's series of actions into his eyes, Mo Beichen's heart snored sweetly as if someone had irrigated honey.

After Luo Xiang's mood stabilized a lot, the four of them sat down around the table.

The emperor stared at An Wan for a long time before making a request: "My Feng'er has a butterfly birthmark on her hand, I don't know if Miss An has it?" ”

An Wan didn't speak, and directly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his slender jade hands and a pink butterfly birthmark on the inside of his arm.

Emperor: "......"

Mo Beichen: "!! ”

As soon as he saw An Wan's movements, Mo Beichen's whole person was not good.

After making sure that both the emperor and Luo Xiang had seen the birthmark, he immediately took An Wan's hand and tore off his sleeve to cover her slender jade hand.

"It's Feng'er, you are really Feng'er, my child ......" As soon as he saw the birthmark on An Wan's hand, the tears that Luo Xiang had just stopped fell again.

An Wan stared at Luo Xiang with a black face, and said angrily: "Shut up, don't howl!" ”

"......" Luo Xiang was stunned, his eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly and looked at her blankly, forgetting to cry.

An Wan saw that she didn't cry anymore, and her face looked better.

Seeing that her beautiful little face was full of tears, she took Mo Beichen's hand, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and stuffed it into Luo Xiang's hand, and motioned her to wipe her tears.