Chapter 18: Where is the beloved?

Yu Wenzhi, who was always paying attention to Nian Yun's reaction, was slightly stunned when he saw Nian Yun's movements.

Then I couldn't help but hook my lips and smile, it was really funny.

The young man who was about to be weak frowned slightly, there were some cracked marks on his heroic face, and his gaze at Yu Wenzhi was a little more solemn, and there was already a trace of the coercion of the elder in his words, "Prince Wang of Fenyang, can you take a step to talk." ”

"Okay." Yu Wenzhi replied with a smile.

Nian Yun wanted to stay and listen, but unfortunately he was driven away by Nian Shiqian's gaze.

The whispers of the two were far away and could not be heard, so they had to give up.

Nian Shiqian is slightly higher than Yu Wenzhi, has an advantage in height, and has a lot of momentum over the fifteen-year-old Yu Wenzhi, but Yu Wenzhi is always smiling, like a soft wall, no matter how he fights, he can't move.

"Shizi, the purpose is too obvious, then it's over." Who doesn't know what Fenyang Wang An's heart is.

Yu Wenzhi smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice, "I'm serious." ”

The tone is sincere, and he frowns over the years.

"The sister is still young, and she is not worthy of the world."

Yu Wenzhi smiled softly, "It's okay, I can wait......"

The year is tough, and now he has taken over the affairs of the king of Nanyang in the second half of the year, and he has seen more than Yu Wenzhi, but the fifteen-year-old Yu Wenzhi seems to be unable to see through it in front of him, and he doesn't know if he hides it too well, or because he has revealed his sincerity.

"Since you can wait, you should wait quietly." Nian Shiqian didn't want to talk to him more, Yu Wenzhi came to the dynasty with such fanfare, but he was afraid that the emperor would put suspicion on the king of Nanyang in his heart, "The prince of Fenyang wants to leave, and the prince of this world will not be sent." ”

The words are merciless.

But between the vassal kings, it should be like this, and it is a big taboo to make friends deliberately. Although the king of Nanyang was born with a different surname, the title of the past generations has been hereditary, and his loyalty has also been inherited, and he has no intention of rebellion.

Yu Wenzhi rode a pig and rode a pig away.

Nian Yun quietly stuck to the wall and took a look, Yu Wenzhi rode a pig with the style of Zhang Guo riding a donkey, and it seemed to be a bit of a fairy wind bone, traveling around the world, it seemed to be very fun. After all, after so many years, Yijun has been tired of playing!

Covering up his careful thoughts, he secretly went back to the room, passed by the study of King Nanyang, heard a voice from inside, and couldn't help but listen.

"The purpose of the prince of Fenyang is not pure, and if he comes here with great fanfare, his father will definitely be affected."

"I am four years old, loyal, upright, not afraid of shadows, not afraid of those rumors."

"But Yu Wenzhi's purpose is the little sister, I think he wants to form a feud with us through the little sister, if the little sister is injured......"

Hearing them mention themselves, Nian Yun paused.

After a while, he lowered his eyes, and he didn't want to listen to them continue. What about the prince of Fenyang, no matter how handsome he looks like riding a pig, he is not her lover.

Looking at the sky, I was a little stunned, where was the good son-in-law of the county lord in the vast sky.

In the following days, under the deliberate obstruction of Nian Sizhong and Nian Shiqian, Nian Yun did not receive any gifts from Yu Wenzhi.

The sun and the earth in the courtyard are very harmonious.

Ridi lay on Ritian's head, the little tail swept away, sweeping Ritian's already small eyes, Nian Yun frowned and watched the two of them turn around and go back to the room embroidery.

The embroidery is not a serious embroidery either.

It's a cat and a dog, maybe it's the talent of the year, in short, the embroidery is vivid. The New Year is coming, and Nian Yun sent a handkerchief embroidered with Ritian and Ridi to Yu Wenhao, so that he could see how his son is now.

But for a long time, Yu Wenhao didn't have any reply, and he didn't even let people pass on a word, and life was a little boring.

The prince's cousin didn't have a good impression of her, the prince of Fenyang disappeared without a trace, the youngest third brother also started to go to the martial arts training ground yesterday, and she was almost eleven years old after the New Year, shouldn't my mother consider proposing marriage to her?

No one could have imagined that the county lord of Ningxing, who had lived for three and a half lifetimes, thought of spring.

After all, people always have to get used to loneliness when they grow up, Zhang Jia's family is very busy to manage the Nanyang Palace, and Nian Yun is also rubbing the past to learn to run the palace, and it is just about to be the New Year.

After walking for less than two steps, suddenly the person carrying the flower bed in front of him bumped into him head-on.

And with ease, the man put the flower bed in her hand, and Nian Yun only heard a familiar chuckle.

"The girl is good-looking, so this jar of flowers will be given to the girl."

Nian Yun blinked.

Yuwenzhi?

"Where did you come from? Dare to tease the county lord! Bully Xue was furious, looking at the bare flowers with only branches in Nian Yun's hands, "Withered a flower jar, the county lord threw it." ”

Nian Yun touched the note at the bottom of the altar, her heart moved, and she gently hooked her lips, "No, take it back and put it away." ”