Shen Miaoyan was in the east compartment, sleeping peacefully and comfortably.

In the study, a light is like a bean.

Jun Tianlan's figure was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see the slightest expression.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he got up and went to bed.

But when lying on the bed, I always irrepressibly appeared in my mind the delicate appearance of the little girl when she was scratched by him.

He didn't know exactly what it was like to like someone, but he was sure he cared about her.

……

Early the next morning, Shen Miaoyan walked to the flower hall refreshed, greeting the little maids passing by along the way.

She walked to the flower hall, where there was only one breakfast on the table.

She was a little strange, when she came together today, Jun Tianlan was not in the room, she thought he was in the flower hall, but there was no one in the flower hall......

Just thinking about it, Tian Xiang came in with tonic soup, and said with a smile: "Miss, the master went out early in the morning, it seems that he is discussing with the staff, you come and drink the soup." ”

Shen Miaoyan said "oh", sat down at the table, and while drinking soup, he thought that he hadn't seen Sister An for a long time, and he would go out of the house to play with her.

At the same time, in the private room of the Golden Jade Fragrance Building, Jun Tianlan sat on the big chair, rubbing his Moyu wrench, his face was cold.

The staff present didn't know what he was doing when he summoned them so early, and one of the white-bearded old men tentatively asked, "My lord, you sent someone to summon us here before dawn, I don't know what is going on?" But what are the changes between the DPRK and China? ”

More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at Jun Tianlan, but when they saw him slowly raise their eyes, their eyes were indifferent: "There is no change in the court." ”

"So, there's another rebellion on the frontier?" Another staff member with a big waist asked curiously.

Jun Tianlan shook his head.

There was a moment of silence in the private room, and a Confucian man with the smell of books asked, "My lord, could it be that something big happened to Mr. Gu's side?" Or is it the dude's side? ”

A touch of impatience appeared in Jun Tianlan's eyes, he took a sip of tea, hesitated for a while, and finally spoke: "This seat has a question for you." ”

"My lord, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

The group said in unison.

Most of them have read the scriptures and books, and a small number of them are quite accomplished in the art of war, martial arts, and Qimen Liujia, and together they can almost be called the strongest think tank in the Chu State, so they are not afraid of Jun Tianlan's questioning.

Jun Tianlan put down the teacup, and his voice was low and clear: "This seat asks you, what do you like?" ”

When the words landed, everyone immediately looked at each other.

What does it mean to like?

This is a word that likes it, and the meaning is deep.

There is a love for all kinds of things in the world, there is a love for rare objects, and there is ......

Affection for women.

Everyone exchanged a few glances, and suddenly realized that what their adults were asking was what men liked for women.

The adult is now twenty-one years old, and the man next to him has either married a wife or taken a concubine, or has already tasted the love of men and women.

But as far as they knew, their master did not seem to have had that indescribable relationship with any woman.

"What do you mean, like?"

Jun Tianlan's cold gaze swept over them and asked again.

One of the handsome-looking young men smiled and said, "My lord, I only got married a few days ago, and my lady is very beautiful and moving. Now, whenever I leave home, I think about her. Come to think of it, that's what I like. ”

"My wife and I have been married for 30 years, and although we don't stick together like newlyweds, we are used to each other's presence. The subordinates think that the other party is indispensable, and this is liking. An elder spoke.

Another old man stroked his white beard, and his cloudy old eyes were full of nostalgia: "My subordinate lady went three years ago." I don't feel anything during the day, but every night in the dead of night, I miss her very much. It's not that there is no concubine, it's just that she is not as good as her after all. About, irreplaceable, is like. ”

Jun Tianlan lowered his eyes, worried, indispensable, irreplaceable......

Is this what a man likes for a woman?

Or rather, love?

He raised his hand and motioned for the group to stand down.

The bottom of my heart, which had been silent for many years, seemed to be moved by these words, and rippled in circles.

He raised his hand and touched his chest, and his heartbeat was still the same, but a little faster than usual.

I like it, right to that little girl.

This realization made him feel uncomfortable.

There was suona and gongs and drums outside the window, and someone was greeting them.

He got up and walked to the window, only to see the street, the brightly dressed greeting procession, swaggering all the way forward.

The bridegroom on the red horse was full of spring breeze because he was going to pick up his bride, and he kept smiling and bowing his hands to the people around him who congratulated him.

Jun Tianlan retracted his gaze, his eyes with a complicated expression.

Since he liked that little girl, then, after two years, when she was married, he would marry her.

When I made up my mind, I felt relaxed.

Even, there is a faint hint of impatience.

On the other side, Shen Miaoyan left the National Teacher's Mansion and did not take a carriage, but only walked to the Yimei Pavilion.

She bought a bunch of glutinous rice dumplings on the street corner, and as soon as she took a bite, she heard a gentle voice sound: "Third Miss, what a coincidence." ”

She raised her eyebrows and looked at it, only to see a man in a dark green brocade robe sitting on a wonton stall, smiling and shaking a folding fan.

"King Jinning?" She walked over and saw that he didn't have a servant with him, and couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you here?" ”

Chu Suiyu folded the folding fan, "Don't look at this stall ordinary, this wonton is famous in the whole capital, this king invites you to try it?" ”

Shen Miaoyan sat down opposite him, and when he saw that there were few people around, he lowered his voice and said, "Last night, I was bullied by Chu Yunjian again. King Jinning, I thought about it carefully, if I want to deal with him, I still have to continue to drive a wedge between him and the Imperial History Mansion. ”

"What is the third lady's plan?" Chu Suiyu stared at the little girl with a smile, and there was no contempt in her eyes.

Shen Miaoyan raised the corners of her lips and hooked her hands: "You come here, I'll tell you in detail." ”

Chu Suiyu turned sideways, Shen Miaoyan leaned into his ear, and the warm breath spewed into his ear, but Chu Suiyu didn't care about the itchy ears, but was only shocked by the boldness and intelligence of this little girl.

She knew very well that Chu Yunjian was suspicious, and this strategy was specifically aimed at Chu Yunjian's temperament, and made full use of what happened some time ago, almost quietly, so that Chu Yunjian was suspicious of the Imperial History Mansion.

"How?" After Shen Miaoyan finished speaking, she took a bite of the dumpling carelessly.

Chu Suiyu stared at her quietly, she looked innocent, her amber eyes looked around curiously, and she looked like she had no heart or lungs to eat glutinous rice dumplings, like a delicate lady who didn't understand anything.

But the black and insidious strategy clearly came from her mouth.

Such a Shen Miaoyan is worthy of the dozens of staff members in the Jinning Palace, who spent a lot of money to support.

Worthy of her name, sure enough, wonderful!

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