Chang’an’s First Beauty

It has to be said that the man's attire, worn on her body, is really different.

The long flat that should have been flat, with her sitting posture, made uneven waves, inexplicably, with a trace of taboo beauty.

Lu Yan held her waist, raised her hand and poured another glass of wine to her, and Shen Zhen raised her hand to take it.

He poured a glass and she followed.

The strong smell of wine filled her nose, and her face turned red after a while.

Lu Yan looked at the little girl in her arms and was half drunk. She couldn't help reaching out to play with her ears, bowing her head and lovingly kissing the corner of her eyes.

His look was soft, but his tone was still cold as before, "Why cry so much?"

Shen Zhen glared and retorted, "But I didn't like crying." Drinking boldly is indeed true.

Lu Yan squeezed her face and sneered, "Oh, yeah, I made you cry for the co-author?"

Shen Zhen looked down and stopped looking at him.

Lu Yan did not coax her, even the hand placed on her waist, continued for a while, without rubbing.

Seeing that she kept silent, he picked up the curtain with a silver hook, patted her shoulder, and told her to look at the picturesque beauty outside.

Her eyes looked down his forefinger—the cold wind blew, the lights of the thousands of families, and I didn't know how to think about it suddenly, his expression dimmed.

In a few moments, she looked at him sideways and said, "Sir, I have something to ask you."

Lu Yanmei Yu slightly picked, "Say."

"Why do adults not like me crying?" In fact, Shen Zhen wanted to ask him a long time ago, but he never had a chance.

Lu Yan didn't change his face and said: "Born naturally." After that, he touched the tip of his nose subconsciously.

What can he say?

Could you still tell her that if she shed tears, her whole heart would tremble with pain?

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhen grabbed his hand and said softly: "You promised me something, I won't cry in the future."

Lu Yan squeezed her chin, "Do you know the conditions for me now?"

Shen Zhen smiled, "Success?"

Lu Yan raised his hand and drank a glass of wine, "Talk about it."

Shen Zhen stretched out his hand to hug his waist, his mouth closed against his ear and said: "You promise me first?"

Lu Yan's eyes glared, "I can't get enough of me?" The conditions are not stated, but his commitment is required. Isn't this what I have to get into?

Seeing that he was angry, Shen Zhen had something to learn and put his hand on his waist, rubbing back and forth twice.

Lu Yan was stunned by the whole person she reacted to.

He looked down at her little hand and couldn't be more angry.

He and Shen Zhen's temperament is different from birth. He wants her and spoils her, depending on mood.

He never gave her the opportunity to say no, nor did she respect what she thought.

He was clear about her grievances, but he didn't take it seriously.

In his eyes, between them, only the east wind overwhelms the west wind.

But never thought that he would also taste the tempering of Bailian Steel to the twist of his fingers.

He looked at her sly eyes, his heart plummeted.

Shen Zhen, did you lie to me like this in your last life?

Lu Yan drank two glasses of wine in a row, and said in a dumb voice.Then she looked at her again and said, "Can I speak now?"

Shen Zhen's eyes lit up, leaned over to find his ear, and whispered: "Back to Chang'an, I want to go to Daxingshan Temple." She breathed with alcoholic breath on his ear, grinding His eyes are hot.

Lu Yan held Cup's hand and said, "Why do you go there?"

Shen Zhen lowered her head, "The seventh day of March is my mother-in-law's day of abstinence." Chang'an is no different from Yangzhou. When she returns, she will find it difficult to come up with Chengyuan.

Lu Yan stunned and touched her hair, saying, "I know, I will take you there."

Shen Zhen smiled and said: "Thank you, sir."

After a while, the sound of flute came from the lake, and Shen Zhen leaned on his arms honestly, shaking his fingers with the rhythm.

Obviously, the spirits are rising.

It happened to be crossing the arch bridge at this time, and a small boat was rowing with them. There was a light voice in it, "Can the girl blow flute?"

Women's Road: "Mo Er can only play pipa, not flute."

The man ridiculed and said, "Don't pretend, I don't listen to the pipa, just ask if you blow it?"

The man said again: "Come here, I will give you the consistent money alone."

Hearing this, Lu Yan overwhelmed Shen Zhen's ear without thinking.Shen Zhen looked back at him unclearly.

Shen Zhen, who is above Jiu Jin, is naturally more alive than usual. She listened to the sound of the flute in the distance, and then listened to the gossip and whispers, whispering to him: "Master, I will blow flute."

Lu Yan's body stiffened and his throat fell slowly. At this moment, he had the heart to kill.In order to avoid these gossips, he deliberately packaged the painting alone, who can expect that there is such a thing.

Shen Zhen was so drunk that he hooked his hand and said: "Adult, not only will I be able to play flute, but I will also play ."

He could not hear any of her words.

Lu Yan kissed her mouth without thinking, Shen Zhen stunned and responded slowly.

He carried her to the stern table.

The man's powerful arm had a slight stretch of blue muscles and clasped her neck tightly.

God knows that today he really came to show her the scenery.

The long skirt on her body was slowly pulled down by him, revealing a large fair skin.

Every time he looked down at her like this, he could feel the tremor and runaway from all the limbs.

He held her ear and whispered: "I'm lighter, don't be afraid."

Lu Yan did this, although greedy, but also had enough patience, his knuckles were clear, white and long, always able to dial her into passion, then gradually explored.

After a long while, her whole body was curled up in his arms, and he could only breathe in a whisper, like a dehydrated fish.

Such a charming posture is probably the favorite of men in the world.he thinks.

The night was thick, the New Year's crescent moon was reflected on the lake, the water was sparkling, and the boat was dangling.

Suddenly heard a Jiao Yin, Yue Ying trembles, the fish in the frightened lake scattered away.

After exhaustion, Lu Yan hugged her from behind and gradually closed her eyes.

Another memory poured into his mind.

——

The time of this memory is-the spring of the 16th year of Yuanqing and the third day of March.

Just today, Lu Yan was left by the saints in the Hall of Listening.

The emperor raised his hand, and the inner attendant silently pushed to a corner.

Emperor Cheng Yuan twisted the bead in his hand lightly: "Sanlang, you went to Yangzhou this time, and you've done a lot."

Lu Yan knelt down on his knees, saying one by one: "Most of the evidence was burned, it was the fault of his officials."

Emperor Cheng Yuan's eyes fell on the censer with curling green smoke, but his tone was permeated with bitter cold: "Why can't you blame you, no one would think they would set fire to the ship."

After all, Emperor Cheng Yuan took a discount from the desk behind him, and said quietly: "Selling private salt, casting weapons, and hoarding private soldiers. Sanlang, although you haven't had time to see the books, you may guess, these things are my Which son did it?"

"Your Majesty, the minister does not dare to misunderstand." In this way, how dare Lu Yan take it?

Since the death of the first empress, the crown prince Xiao Lu has become a sickly body, suffering from coughing.

To be honest, such a person sitting in the position of Chu Jun can hardly guarantee that others will not think too much.

On the other hand, the three princes were born from the concubine Mu, behind him was General Mu, and the six princes were born from Queen Xu. There was also a prime minister left behind, supported by the Xu family.

However, apart from these two tigers, there are other princes.

The whole imperial city, who is not waiting for the prince to give way?

"I can't sleep at night, why do you worry, do you know?"

Lu Yandao: "Your Majesty is Jiangshan Sheji, stable for Chaotang, and stable for the people."

Emperor Cheng Yuan laughed and said, "Sanlang, uncle is also tired."

Lu Yan sank in his heart and whispered: "Secretary is willing to share anxiety for His Majesty."

Emperor Cheng Yuan coughed lightly and said, "I remember you wrote in a fold, and met a magician in Yangzhou?"

"Yes."

Emperor Cheng Yuan remarked and said slowly: "Prince's illness, you should find him to see, can you still find him?"

Hearing this, Lu Yan had already understood that the saint was so angry that he was ready to help the prince.

"Chen willing to set off immediately and rush to Yangzhou."

Emperor Cheng Yuan waved his hand, "I don't need it now. You haven't been back for a long time. You should spend more time with your mother. If I am tired of you, your mother will show me my face again." There was a smile on his face.

Lu Yandao: "Chen understands."

Emperor Cheng Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, it's getting late, you go back."

Lu Yan left slowly.

It was raining outside the palace, and Yang Zong was holding an oil-paper umbrella, waiting outside the hall.

Lu Yan stooped into the carriage and closed his eyes and squeezed his brow.

Yang Zong whispered: "The letter from Mo Yue said that Miss Shen wants something from you."

Lu Yan snorted and said, "Have you said anything?"

"It didn't say that."

Lu Yan tapped his fingers on his knee a few times, and then said, "Go for a trip."

The rain in March was endless, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of ash.

Chengyuan.

Shen Zhen pushed open the window and watched the sky outside change from grayish blue to ink.

A thunder struck, and there was a thud, as if a hole had been shaken in the sky. A torrential rain dropped from the sky and hit a bluestone brick in the yard, stirring up a mist of water.

Looking at the weather, she guessed he would not come.

She was about to close the jade window, and she saw an orange halo not far away, gradually increasing from a dot.

Yang Zong held a palm light in one hand and an umbrella in the other, and Lu Yan appeared in the doorway in a black cloak.

He entered the room and sat down, giving her a glance. "What's the matter with you sending someone to come to this office?"

Shen Zhen greeted him with blessings, biting her lip, and said, "The Minv has something to ask for." After all, she poured a cup of hot tea for him.

Lu Yan's eyes were clear, if nothing happened, she would not find him.

Xu Yu, he picked up the tea on the table, shook the fine tea leaves in the cup, and took a sip, "Say."

"My father has an old disease, and the pain is unbearable in the rainy season. There is some medicine here, but I don't know the adults..."

Before she finished, Lu Yan closed the tea lid on the edge of the cup.

Shen Zhen shivered.

She was really afraid of him, and for a moment did not dare to continue.

Lu Yan got up, walked to her side, pinched her chin with two fingers, pulled up, sneered, "Well, last time was your brother, this time is your father, what do you think, this officer is you?"

Shen Zhen's eyes were red, she knew he had no reason to help her.

A moment later, Shen Zhen summoned the greatest courage of her life, hugged his waist, trembling: "It's raining outside tonight, please don't go, sir?"

"Release." Lu Yan said.

If you have done this, you can't let go.

"Shen Zhen, aren't you unwilling?" His eyes don't bring a trace of temperature, as if to say-why do you think that I have to banish Lu Yan?

"It's my fault, it's my ignorance." Shen Zhen's tears were in her eyes.

Seeing her not letting go, Lu Yan broke her fingers apart and shook them away, looking back at her, "If nothing happens in the future, don't send messages."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Zhen's golden beans smashed down.

I do not know it is the embarrassment at this moment.

Still helpless to the end.

Still for the selfless esteem that vanishes.

Lu Yan looked back at her and turned to leave.

——

In the carriage, Lu Yan anxiously set the stove aside and kept turning Bai Yu's finger in his hand.What circulated in her mind was the mournful look of her talent.

After a long silence, Lu Yan said to Yang Zong: "Go to Zhou Mansion."

Yang Zong was surprised, "The master said, is it Dali Temple Qing Zhou's family?"

"Ok."

Zhou Shu'an, Dali Temple Secretary, is also very famous in Chang'an.

Obviously, he was born in a humble place, but he has the ability to tell those high-school children to look at it.

Jin Ke was the champion, the emperor was close to his minister, and how many heads hung above him, yet he walked alone, living like a worldly man.

Both parents died, no wives and no concubines, twenty-eight years of age, and even no heirs.

In this huge Zhoufu, only he and the butler.

Lu Yan asked Yang Zong to stop the carriage to the door of Zhou Fu.

The sound of knocking on the door was mixed with the sound of heavy rain, and the old housekeeper lingered for a long time before he heard it. He drew an oil-paper umbrella and hurried to open the door.

It was Lu Yan at first sight, and it was a bit surprising, "How can Lord Lu come at this time?"

"Is Lord Zhou here?" Lu Yan said.

"Yes, yes, the adult is in the study." The butler said quickly.

The mansion of Zhoufu was newly given by the saints at the beginning of the year. It has three entrances and three exits and covers a wide area. However, the furnishings of this yard are the same as those of Zhou Shuan. They are simple and quiet, and there is nothing bells and whistles.

Lu Yan followed the housekeeper through the vertical flower gate and came to a small courtyard, which was his study.

There were only two candlelights burning in the house, and the door squeaked open.

Zhou Shuan sat at the table.

With a tall nose bridge, sharp temples, and thin chin, he is the kind of man whose bones are more delicate than his face.

In particular, those eyes are the best, and they look clear like a spring, but they are mixed with life experiences that have been rambling in the low places for more than 20 years, and the leisurely power that is only available in high positions.

When he saw Lu Yan at this time, he was not surprised. He only said lightly, "Master Lu sits."

There was heavy downpour outside, and Lu Yan's clothing corners were all soaked and looked a little embarrassed.

Zhou Shuan took the lead and said, "Is Lord Lu coming here at this time, is there something important?"

Lu Yan stared at him, saying one by one: "Lu Mou came to discuss the affection owed by Master Zhou."

Speaking of this relationship, Zhou Shuan couldn't help laughing.

indeed.

He did owe a favor to the grandfather in front of him.

Three years ago, a fire broke out in the Dali Temple prison. During the spread of the fire, three Nanzhao escaped from the prison. Once such a thing was discovered, he was implicated as a Nanzhao companion, or even a crime of malfeasance.

He is a cold-hearted official, walking on the official road, not much different from walking on the wire.

Once it fell, it was a thump of ten thousand people.

In desperation, Zhou Shuan found Lu Yan.

The prince of the Kingdom of the Kingdom, the only son of Princess Jing'an, who has money and power in his hand, he is even more sage-loved than the few princes in the palace.

He thought he had to lobby for anything, but he didn't expect him to agree in a moment, and only said he wanted a favor.

Thinking of the past, Zhou Shuan raised the eyebrow, "Master Lu, please say."

Lu Yan's throat knot slipped, "Tomorrow, I want to send a doctor to Dali Temple prison."

After listening to this, Zhou Shuan looked a little more curious.

He really wanted to know who among the prisoners in Dali Temple Prison deserves to be seen by this prince.

"Dare to ask Master Lu to see a doctor?"

"Yunyang Hou, Shen Wenqi."

The words fell, even Zhou Shuan such a well-wished man, could not help but stunned.

Shen Wenqi.

Zhou Shuan said in peace: This is not like what he would do.

This prince of the world, has ever managed other people's business?

Speaking of Yunyang Hou, Zhou Shuan generally appreciates it.

Yunyang Hou Jinshi has been diligent and honest for 20 years, and has rarely failed his duty.

Repairing the canals and seeing the dams has made countless contributions to Dajin.

But he alone should not participate in the party struggle, especially the Prince's team.

The saint did not like the news of the first empress, and had long gone without a trace.As for the crown prince, the saints never took it seriously, otherwise the East Palace would not only have the three-two-two doctors, and dealt with things every day.

Why does this princely prince help the Shen family?

Zhou Shuan remained silent for a long time.

In Chang'an, anyone is likely to participate in the party struggle and go to Bo for a future, but the town and state government will not.

After all, no matter who gets to the top of the road and wins that high position, the town government will still be the object of everyone scrambling to win.

While listening to the rain outside, Zhou Shuan turned the wolf in his hand.

He said abruptly, "Is the three girls of the Shen family in Master Lu's hands?" After the Yunyang Houfu fell, the three girls and the young son of the Shen family disappeared out of thin air. There were countless people in Changan City who wanted to find them. Less than.

Today, he understands it.

The private house in the name of the town's government is something that no one dares to touch.

Lu Yan's face did not change color, "Master Zhou, Lu is here to beg for love, not the prisoner of Dali Temple."

Zhou Shuan nodded with a smile, "When is tomorrow?"

Lu Yan: "Chen time."

When the time was finalized, Lu Yan got up and said, "There will be Lord Lao Zhou leading the way tomorrow."

Close the door, only listen to Zhou Shuan You You said: "Yunyang Hou is a bit pedantic, but gave birth to two good daughters."

Before Lu Yan set off, he suddenly heard that Shen Zhensheng had a serious illness.Tang Yue couldn't see it anymore, so he sent a message to Yang Zong.

He didn't want to go again, but he didn't know why, still patient, he went to Chengyuan again.

Lanyue Pavilion.

He walked to the edge of the bed and looked down at her pale, pale face. She didn't know what it was like for a while.

When Shen Zhen woke up, he was just opposite his eyes.

Lu Yan turned his white jade around his hand and said, "It's long and patient."

Shen Zhenhong glanced at her, knowing that he was ridiculing her illness deliberately. She bit her lips and said, "I didn't mean it."

Lu Yan silently said after a long while: "Your father's illness, don't worry, I sent the doctor to Dali Temple."

Shen Zhen was stunned and sat up, "Thank you, sir."

Lu Yan raised her hand, curled her index finger, and reached her chin, rubbing at random, and sneered, "Four words, thank me?"

Shen Zhen went to hold his hand and said, "It's wrong today. I'm afraid it will give you sickness. Can you change your day?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan laughed at herself.

Could it be that she is always a lewd _ wanting to get on top of her?

Lu Yan's heart was inexplicably inflamed, and she bowed her head to cover her lips. The lips and teeth were interlaced, and Shen Zhen's breath was trembling.

Shen Zhen pushed him away again, and as soon as the action came out, she knew that it was wrong and quickly said: "I'm sorry, sorry."

Lu Yan smiled angrily, "Would you like to have fun? Shen Zhen, why are you doing this? If you don't want to, you don't want to. I didn't force you, why did you come to hook me again?"

Shen Zhen was afraid of his misunderstanding and had no choice but to tell the truth: "Sir, today is the seventh day of March, which is my mother's death day."

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Lu Yan sat up suddenly and woke up in a dream.