Lan Shuang's eyes moved slightly, and then smiled at Xin Wujiang: "The road is narrow, son, go first." ”

Xin Wujiang's words that were about to apologize stuck in his mouth.

He frowned and looked at Lan Shuang for a moment, for some reason he always felt that she was a little kind, especially the moment when she laughed.

The girl's face still has an unfading greenness, delicate and beautiful like a flower bone that is about to bloom, but there is a bit of stubbornness and carelessness in those eyes, this is not a delicate flower, but a blood-colored manzhu.

It's not simple.

This is Xin Wujiang's first impression of Lanshuang.

He raised his eyes and looked at her sedan chair, and then looked at the frame in front of him and stopped, and couldn't help frowning: "I collided first, how can there be a reason for me to go first, please-"

He reined in his horse and stood aside, but Lan Shuang didn't force it, "Since that's the case, then let's take the first step, thank you." ”

She turned to the guard of honor and said, "Go on." ”

When the people in the honor guard saw that she did not pursue the matter, they did not have any trouble, and continued to walk forward with a sedan chair.

Soon the mighty procession moved away, and the road became open again.

Xin Wujiang watched the team leave, his expression slightly condensed, "It turned out to be someone from the National Teacher's Mansion." ”

Then she is the saint who is famous all over the world in the mansion raised by the national teacher?

This direction......

Xin Wujiang's eyes lit up, and he immediately rode his horse to follow.

……

And the moment the sedan chair was lifted, the smile on Lan Shuang's face froze, and she frowned slightly with long eyebrows, thoughtful.

Seeing that he doesn't look like he is pretending, does he have no memory in this life?

Although he had been pretending to be innocent in his previous life, she could still detect some clues from some of his small details, the tone of his voice and the way he looked at her, especially when he went home with Lots, he hooked her fingers.

But in that world, there was no such thing as a finger hook.

Her previous suspicions were the most powerful evidence at that moment, so she was sure that Los in the previous life had recovered her memory, as for how much she had recovered, she didn't know, he played with her, why didn't she?

Lan Shuang sighed, holding her head with one hand, in a little bad mood.

I can't be sure if we can be together in the end, they don't plan to pierce the window paper, they just want to enjoy the moment, and their hearts are the same.

But after knowing that he had no memory in this life, she was still a little lost, and she had to start from scratch.

"Host, why are you in a bad mood?"

888 stared at the screen and found that Lan Shuang's mood fluctuated a little, so he couldn't help but ask.

Lan Shuang shook her head: "It's nothing, the one just now, it's the fourth man, right?" ”

"What's the fourth...... Yes! 888 remembered the Shura field that he and Lan Shuang loved to joke about before, and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, he is the one who helped the Five Emperors to change their womb and almost killed the national teacher in the end, and the last scene that the original owner saw before he died was that he slowly walked in from outside the palace." ”

"That's ......"

Lan Shuang nodded, "It's really good-looking, young general, handsome and romantic." ”

She recalled his cold face, and couldn't help laughing, from the beginning of the strategy from the beginning, who let herself like it?

Think about what to do so much, life is impermanent, happiness is a day, there is no time to waste, love as soon as possible.

She was in a better mood again, 888 looked at the rollercoaster-like emotional curve, couldn't help but scratch her hair, and asked in confusion: "Host, your mood changes too quickly, right?" Are humans all that complex? Why are you suddenly happy again? ”

Lan Shuang smiled and nodded her face: "Well, because I'm happy, I'm happy." ”

888：“……”

Come on, someone is bullying the system!

……

The prince's birthday banquet was not held in the East Palace, but in a private house, also in order to avoid being stared at uncomfortable, this birthday banquet in the name of flower appreciation, double happiness.

As the name suggests, the private house here is called Thousand Chrysanthemum Garden, and as the name suggests, it is full of chrysanthemums of various colors, and now this is a good time to see chrysanthemums.

There are two large pots of gold outside the door of the house, and it is gratifying to look at.

The sedan chair stopped steadily, and the entourage at the door saw that it was the national teacher, and immediately stepped forward, "Welcome the national teacher." ”

The sedan curtain was lifted by the white-clothed waiter, Lan Ye wore a bronze beast mask and got down from the sedan chair, the snow-white robe fell like a wave, not stained with dust, and stood in the crowd, the one with the most eye-catching.

His glass-colored eyes fell on the body of the prince's entourage, and he bowed his head slightly: "His Royal Highness the prince invited, naturally he wants to come." ”

The entourage smiled flatteringly, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, he saw that a person also came down from the sedan chair behind him.

The white skirt is light and veiled, and the golden butterfly wears flowers, the face is like frost and snow, and the color is like peach blossoms.

The beauty seems to be the Nine Heavens Xuannu descending to earth, and the eyes of the entourage who see it are straight.

Lan Ye frowned without a trace, turned sideways to Lan Shuang and said, "Shuang'er." ”

Lan Shuang looked at him and smiled, "Father-in-law." ”

The entourage immediately reacted and bowed his hand: "Where did I come from, I was a saint, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Lan Shuang bowed slightly.

"The two of you, please—His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been waiting in the hall for a long time."

The entourage hurriedly asked someone to invite the national teacher and Lan Shuang in, and he continued to stand at the door to greet the guests.

As soon as Lan Shuang crossed the threshold, he listened to the voice of his entourage with a little surprise, "General Xin! ”

Lan Shuang's heart moved, and she suddenly stopped and looked back, and saw Xin Wujiang riding to the door, turning over and dismounting after holding the reins, with clean movements.

"General Xin......"

Lan Shuang muttered in a low voice, but unexpectedly Xin Wujiang heard it, and he looked at it with sharp eyes.

Lan Shuang was stunned, so fierce.

Xin Wujiang was stunned for a moment when he saw that it was her, then his brows stretched and he nodded at her.

Lan Ye saw that Lan Shuang was not leaving, and turned around suspiciously, and saw that she was looking at Xin Wujiang, his face under the mask sank slightly, and he coughed lightly: "Shuang'er, don't make the prince wait for a long time." ”

Lan Shuang rolled her eyes in her heart, who made him wait? Did I make him wait? Besides, I didn't promise to do anything with him.

She smiled and walked over to Lan Ye, "Got it." ”

Lan Ye looked at her heavily, and couldn't help but instruct again: "Don't be willful." ”

"Father-in-law, don't worry, I know what I'm doing, what I'm going to do, my life is still in your hands, and I won't act rashly."

Lan Shuang's words directly choked Lan Ye back.

Lan Ye held his breath and led her to the main hall.

……

At this time, the prince was sitting on the throne and gossiping with the princess, and there were a few young ladies sitting below.

It is more open than the national style, and in private banquets, the defense of men and women is not so heavy, and it will not be embarrassing for everyone to sit in the same room.

Plus they are all acquaintances, and they talk to each other, and they are quite harmonious.

However, this harmony was maintained until the national teacher came in.

"The national teacher has arrived—" the eunuch shouted, and then the main hall fell silent, and everyone looked at each other, exchanging some kind of information.