Chang’an’s First Beauty

In Chang'an in March, there are few sunny days, and the dull mist is mixed in the air, and it seems that it is going to rain.

At noon, Lu Yan and Zhou Qian returned to Jingzhao's house after an autopsy.

For a person with severe cleanliness, a post-mortem is really not an easy job. Compared to the lunch at present, he can't eat anymore. He put his hands in a copper basin and scrubbed back and forth for a long time. Before returning to the hall.

After sitting down, Lu Yan rubbed her eyebrows and drank half a cup of cold tea at hand, preparing to transcribe today's confession again.

The sun outside jumped from one window to another.

When you touch the pen, the exhaustion of the whole body comes along.

The sky was dim, the wind rustled, and raindrops fell on the uneven road.Now it's time for scattered values.

Lu Yan took off the black gauze hat, closed the file, got up, and went out of the door of Jingzhao Mansion...

The carriage was parked next to the stone statue of Zhanfeng. Before bending down, Yang Zong took the lead and said, "Master."

Lu Yan frowned, "What's wrong?"

Yang Zong coughed softly: "Just before, the princess sent a message."

"What did you say?"

In the mind of Yang Zong, there are ten thousand people who don't want to spread the word, but Princess Chang ordered that he must spread the word to the master and the son...

Then he can only say the hard way: "The princess said, if you don't return to the state government today, don't go back in this life."

Princess Jing'an's dry wood temper was naturally known to Lu Yan. If he dared not go back today, he would burn to Jingzhao's house tomorrow.

After thinking about it, he returned to the Guogong Mansion that night.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked into Suning Hall, I saw the figure of Princess Jing'an.

The long princess was drinking tea slowly in the pavilion in front of him. Obviously, he was waiting for him.

Lu Yan took the oil-paper umbrella from Yang Zong and walked straight over to sit in front of Princess Jing'an and called out his mother.

Princess Jing'an's slender jade fingers slid back and forth on the edge of the cup and raised her lips quietly, "You still know to come back."

Lu Yan's back was straight, and he said seriously: "It is the son who is not filial to let his mother worry."

The pattering rain was swift, and it crackled on the tile, and the surrounding wind was mixed with a chill.

"Oh," Princess Chang chuckled. "Don't blame you. The top girl in Pingkangfang took your soul away. I don't remember doing filial piety. It's also normal."

When the princess was so angry, she always talked like a gun and a stick.

Lu Yan knew that once she had lived outside for a long time, the princess would be suspicious sooner or later, so she remembered the girl Yunzhi in Pingkangfang early in the morning.

Although others do not go, the money is not less.Yunzhi was happy, and the old bustard kept his mouth shut.

Seeing him not answering, Princess Chang again said: "Her name is Yunzhi?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Yan's mouth brought a smile.The tenderness exuded from that week on and off, as soon as I saw it, it was the appearance of sinking in the pink devas of the sensual dogs and horses.

"Mother went to her?" Lu Yan said.

Wen Yan said, Princess Chang clenched her fists, "Why, I'm afraid I will grieve her?"

My own mother knows herself best.

Lu Yan knew that Princess Chang was angry any more, she would not go to Pingkangfang with condescension, nor would she embarrass a singer by the majesty of Princess Chang, her anger was all in her own.

The princess placed the cup in her hand on the stone table, and raised her voice: "Are you going to insert her into the palace?"

Lu Yan's tone was faint: "My son never thought about it."

Princess Chang's face was a bit ugly, and she could see that she was anxious.

Face to face, she took a deep breath and said: "Lu Shiyan, you should get married."

The rain around was getting bigger and bigger. After a while, the banana leaves in the yard were washed and crooked.

Princess Chang looked into his eyes and continued: "Your grandmother was ill when you went to Yangzhou. When your fever did not go away, you still dreamed of your name. The old lady is very old, but she insists on eating Zhai and reading Buddha every day. Looking forward to your success, I hope you can get married soon."

Lu Yan did not say a word, but his eyes moved to the spring grass that was being ravaged by the wind and rain.

"General Mu was escorted to Dali Temple yesterday, and the three princes were also banned. Right now, they are still in trouble. Your family affairs should be settled earlier as well. You also have the meaning of Aye. I think the girls of the Yun family and the Wang family The writing is good, but which one you choose depends on what you mean." The princess paused and continued: "You should also know your identity and your responsibilities."

The marriage of the prince of Zhenguo did not ask the court to be prominent, but he wanted to be like-minded.This is another reason why the elder princess would acquiesce Meng's daughter into the government.

Neither the Meng family nor the Yun family or the Wang family, they all have one thing in common, that is, after Chunchen.

To put it bluntly, Princess Jing'an just demanded that the two positions should be the same-not to participate in the party dispute, but to be loyal to the emperor.

Listening to his mother's words, Lu Yan's eyes grew darker, and he turned his finger in his hand subconsciously.

"Lu Shiyan, you just like the people outside. It can only be like this. The town government will never allow you to take a singer back, nor will I allow my daughter-in-law Ping Bai to be aggrieved, This humiliation, Lu family is not such a court."

"From tomorrow, you will go back to live in the house, so you don’t want to stay overnight. Last time, Meng’s daughter’s affairs were thoughtless, and I didn’t ask you what you meant before. In the polo game, I have already answered it for you. If you are busy and cannot come, then there will be next month."

The meaning in Princess Chang's words is already very clear. It doesn't matter if you don't like Meng's daughters. Is it possible that you still have a lady in Beijing?

Her aggressive tone seemed to be talking to him-this year, your marriage must be settled.

Lu Yan's face did not change, but the hand on his lap was already violent.

This was not the first time he was forced to marry by his mother, but it was the most determined attitude of the princess.

But at this moment, it is impossible for him to be married. He is married, what should she do?

A few months ago, he rescued Shen Zhen, nothing more than those strange and real dreams, and his unprovoked heart disease, as for why he touched her, the poor root of the man, he admits.

He recognized generously.

At first he just thought that when he found a way to cure his heart disease, he would send her back to Yangzhou, set up their younger brother, and give her the property he set up in Yangzhou to her. A show.

He will not feel owed to her.

But now?

Lu Yan asked himself: Can she be sent elsewhere?

Their identity has not changed, nor has she in Chengyuan, but he has changed.

When he decided to take Bai Dao Nian to the East Palace to heal the prince, everything had changed.If the prince's illness is cured, and the position of the East Palace is firmly established, the imprisonment of Yunyang Hou will not take two years at all.

He knew it better than anyone.

Lu Yan smiled casually, then poured a cup of hot tea to Princess Jing'an and handed it to her, "Mother passed away."

Princess Jing'an frowned slightly, saying verbatim: "Lu Shiyan, do you think I am laughing with you?"

Lu Yan explained: "The sons staying outside these days are not among the lingering and Goulan Washe."

Princess Chang sneered: "Why, now I want to retaliate?"

"The son was only afraid of the grandmother." Lu Yan coughed deliberately before saying: "The evidence that the Mu family sold private salt and raised private soldiers was brought back from Yangzhou by the son. He was injured on the way back to Beijing. "

As soon as the words fell, the cup in the hands of Princess Jing'an fell to the ground stunned.She knew that he wouldn't joke about such things.

"Where did you hurt?"

Princess Jing'an's eyes have changed slightly. Where else can he look angry?

Lu Yan pointed behind himself, and said lightly: "It is no longer a problem."

After hearing this, the eldest princess still wanted to talk to him about it. She dragged the landing feast back to the house, lit the lamp, and had to look at his wound.

The princess looked at the two dazzling scars and immediately red eyes. "How can this be called no harm?"

The moment was right, and Lu Yan looked back at the eyes of the princess and said: "There have been many events in Jingzhao Mansion recently. Then, in Cuju, the son will not go. Is it successful?"

The princess stared at his dark and deep brows.

Suddenly felt that he was pitiful and hateful, the injury was real, and the use of her sympathy was also true.It really should be Princess Fu'an's words-the children are the debts of their parents.

Princess Chang often couldn't figure it out, why did his son, who never stood up to worry about him, suddenly change his temper?