But She’s So Charming

After Tang Wu left, An Lan stayed silent for a long time, her nails were almost sinking into the flesh, if it weren't for her to hold on, the tears in her eyes would be able to slide down immediately.

After a while, flakes of snow fluttered in the sky again, and the cold wind that was still a bit rapid just now stopped abruptly...

An Lan looked up at him, trying to finish what he hadn't said just now, but who knows, his eyes have followed the woman just now.

And the tenderness in his eyes at this moment was something she had never seen before.

Following his gaze, she couldn't help but look back. She wanted to know what kind of scenery it was that could hook the soul of His Royal Highness Tang Ying.

But this time around, An Lan's heart was completely cold.

The woman was laughing and playing along the way, as if she could still hear her bright laugh after a long distance, and that wanton smile was completely different from the timid appearance just now.

The woman was dressed in a white fox fur, and she was carrying the black cloak that His Highness had just put on her by himself... In the blink of an eye, she disappeared at the corner of Sui'antang.

An Lan suddenly realized that she didn't come to look for the handkerchief at all, and everything that happened just now should have been deliberately done by her...

And His Royal Highness just used the concubine's room to perform an uncontrollable good show in front of her, so as to make her completely cut off the desire to enter the palace.

If such a thing were placed when she was fourteen or five years old, then she would definitely not be reconciled.

Just like her mother back then, when her father took the first concubine, her mother went on a hunger strike for three days without eating or drinking, but what happened? The mother heard the news that the concubine was pregnant.

Thinking of this, An Lan suddenly felt that her entanglement over the years was ridiculous.

She thought about it for many years, wondering whether she should bend herself as a concubine, and finally figured it out, but found that he didn't even want to leave her concubine's position.

An Lan's enthusiasm was swallowed up one by one by the truth before her eyes.

"His Royal Highness, Lan'er thinks that grandma will have a nap later, so why don't we go back now." An Lan said suddenly.

Upon hearing this, King Ying turned around and nodded to her with a smile.

…

Although An Lan closed the door and cried for a whole day after returning home, he finally figured it out anyway.

She thought, it would be better to retreat in the face of difficulties than to be like Anruer, deliberately to the end, but lose face.

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When King Ying returned to the study, Yu Zhen had been waiting in it for a long time.

Speaking of it, the appearance he walked in was really embarrassing. The snowflakes outside just fell on his body, and the earth dragon was burning in the house, and the snow gradually enlightened, and his clothes were soaked in the blink of an eye.

When Yu Zhen saw it, he immediately ordered the female envoy outside to get a new dress.

"Why didn't Your Highness go out with a big cloak? Right now is the time when the cold wind is piercing. When your Highness goes out wearing a long gown, it is very easy to fall ill." Yu Zhen's heart has always been meticulous, and he has always been taking care of Ying when he goes out to fight. Wang's diet and daily life.

Upon hearing this, King Ying couldn't help but sneered.

There is no great cloak in him, his great cloak clearly made a fox go away!

It was only now that he realized that her delicate skin was filled with bad water.

King Ying sighed, then his voice changed: "What happened to the king asking you to check?"

"His Royal Highness is right. The expenses of the Cheng'an Bofu are indeed too large. With the salary of the Bofu, not only can he not provide him with long-term drinking and pleasure, but also can not support his more than a dozen rooms of concubine. The subordinates continue to do so. After following Cheng Anbo for two days, I realized that Cheng Anbo was also involved in the sale of private salt." Yu Zhen said.

"There are countless salt merchants all over the country, but Yan Yin is limited. Although Concubine Shun did not let him participate in party disputes, she provided him with a lot of convenience in terms of money. You sent someone to Shun Guifei to stay. I have a look at Hongyuan’s Hongyuan. I heard that the steward there was the previous salt administrator. If nothing happens, the account book should be in his hands. You will continue to stare at Cheng Amber's end, and don't act rashly."

"Yes, the subordinate understands."

…

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It was equal to that after Zhen left, King Ying went out of the house, and it was not until the sky was completely dark that he stepped into Xitongyuan.

He has observed her living habits.

Tang Wu is slumber, always saying that going to bed early is good for your skin, so when he doesn't go back home, she will turn off the light early, but as long as he takes a break, she will keep one light regardless of whether he goes to her yard or not. Lights until dawn.

No, as soon as he opened the door, he saw her sticking her hands in front of the window, staring at him blindly.

He felt a little strange, and when he stepped forward to smell it, he could smell a hint of alcohol on her fragrant body.

He raised his eyebrows to look at her, and asked her what was going on.

Tang Wu looked at him slyly, without saying a word, gently hooked his girdle with his index finger.

She was in a good mood today, so she couldn't help taking out the peach noodles she had saved before. Her drinking habit was still learned from Gu Jiuniang.

She had only entered the flower house at the beginning, although she had never thought of committing suicide, but she was sad all day long.

Because she didn't know when she would be tall in such a dark and dark day...

Gu Jiuniang's Peach Blossom Stuffed Stuffed Stuffed Peach Stuffed Stuffed Stuffed Peach Stuffed Stuffed Stuffed Stuffed Peach Stuffed Stuffed Stuffed Peach Stuffed Stuffed Stuffed Peach Stuffed Stuffed Peach Stuffed Stuffed Stuffed Peach Stuffed Stuffing NS.

There will also be the taste of flying to the clouds.

Tang Wu believed, so she drank one cup after another, but at the end of the drink, not to mention flying to the clouds, but she didn't even feel sleepy at all.

She thought it was Gu Jiuniang who lied to her, so she took the three jars of peach blossom stuffing and went to her for theory.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jiuniang didn't recognize it, she smiled and tremblingly said to her, really can't tell, you are still a little alcoholic.

Until now, the past has passed away like the wind, and today she would not feel bitter anymore when she drinks this peach blossom stuffed rice.

Tang Wu leaned on the door frame with silky eyebrows, and said softly: "Wu'er is too sleepy to lift her eyelids, but she is still eagerly looking forward to your Royal Highness's coming."

King Ying raised his eyebrows without answering. He looked at the blush on her cheeks, and was a little out of breath. He leaned forward and squeezed a handful of her tender meat and said, "Why are you still eating wine?"

Tang Wu pulled him to the table, lifted a jar of peach blossoms and filled it up, and handed him a bowl.

She sat on him and pretended to explain, "The concubine thought about the breeze that your Royal Highness was blowing today, so she prepared some wine to drive her away from the cold."

She said that she had a deliberate explanation. King Ying snorted with his nose, and didn't say anything about her.

But when he was about to reach out to take it, she saw her wickedly moving the bowl parallel to the distance.

"His Royal Highness can drink this wine only after receiving the poems written by Wu'er."

King Ying couldn't help but stunned by this. She sang music to him and danced him, but she had never heard any poems from her.

He was really curious about whose words she could recite with her little mouth. He raised his eyebrows with more interest and motioned to her to continue.

She smiled and moved closer to him, then slightly leaned over and said: "Dare to ask Your Highness, who used to be a prostitute, but is a **** now. What is the next sentence for a slut?"

The smile in the corner of King Ying's eyes deepened, and he knew that she couldn't utter any good words in her little mouth, and she said to pick up poems. Didn't she scold him roundly as a slutty and despise him for coming back late?

He shook his head helplessly and didn't give much explanation. The next moment he took out a pile of veils that he bought today from his chest, and put it in her hand and said, "It's hard to be alone with an empty bed, right? "

King Ying's thin lips are very beautiful, even if the tone of words is still heavy, but it still has a deceptive taste.

I have to say that women all over the world look the same when they receive gifts, and their faces will involuntarily burst into bright and sincere smiles.

After she read the colorful veils with joy, King Ying handed her another stack of silver bills.

He knew that her monthly allowance was limited, and he knew that the old bustard outside would not give her anything to do with her when she entered the house.

She also loves beauty. There are only two or three hairpins in her makeup, and she must change them every day.

He saw these in his eyes.

What's more, as long as it is a high gate mansion, there will be all kinds of people. I remember that when he came to Xitongyuan a few days ago, he still vaguely heard two complaints.

A female envoy said: "Being a errand in Xitongyuan is the superficial beauty. Although Aunt Tang is favored, we never get any rewards."

A woman echoed: "Yes, where are you like the female envoys of Moonlight Hall, besides getting monthly statutes, there are usually various rewards. You must know that the princess will give you anything, enough to eat for a year."

After thinking about it, Wang Ying felt that it would be better to send a silver ticket, so that in addition to buying some favorite items, she could also arrange for people during the holidays.

Tang Wu held this thick stack of silver bills in both hands, his eyes shining a little bit of starlight, "His Royal Highness, this money, Wuer doesn't need to tell the princess again."

Hearing this, Ying Wang Junmei's deep eyes filled with a smile again, "Well, you can ask me again when you run out."

Tang Wu was even happier now. She stepped forward and kissed him on the cheek, "I knew that doing a favor to your Highness could get so many benefits, Wuer helped your Highness to ventilate the people in this yard and run away. "

At this time, King Ying placed his palm under her hip and couldn't help but exert a little force, "You are getting bolder."

Tang Wu smiled and hummed twice, a little scared, so he twisted his waist and wanted to retreat from him.

Seeing that she was about to leave, he grabbed her body, smiled and raised her chin and said, "What? This king's cold doesn't need to be dispelled anymore, and the words are taken for nothing, are they?"

His ending sounded upward, and Tang Wu heard a hint of threat, so he immediately changed his words: "How could it be?"

Then, Tang Wu quickly took the bowl of peach blossom stuffed on the table and brought it to him, and said, "His Royal Highness, please use it."

King Ying looked at her with a faint smile, and then said: "Is it just like this?"

Tang Wu hesitated for a moment, but she still didn't understand what he meant.

In a moment, King Ying grabbed her little hand, rubbed her little finger hard, and said in a dark voice: "That day, you used this finger to hook me."

Speaking of that day, Tang Wu's face instantly turned red.

That day was the first day she came out of the cabinet, and she knew what she had done.

King Ying rarely saw the real shyness on her face, and couldn't help laughing. His big palm went from bottom to top, and finally stopped on a rugged bone and gently rubbed it.

"Wu'er, do it again."

He stared into her eyes, his tone was extremely soft, as if seducing...