The Regent's Sweetheart

Chapter 650
"My lord, my lord." Yan Laixing cautiously spoke to the two at the door with a smiling face.

Duan Wang Yan Nanchen nodded slightly in return, and said, "Please trouble Master Yan."

"No...don't bother, don't bother." Yan Laixing looked a little terrified, and didn't dare to tell the truth for a while.

But as the saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

"Two, the regent said that the boat and the car are exhausting, and I can't see you..." The voice of these words became smaller and smaller. He is a small local official, and the first two are both princes and marquises, and he can't afford to provoke them at all.

After the words were finished, Yan Nanchen's complexion sank visibly, but Zhao Renhou waved his hands neither happy nor angry: "Since that's the case, I don't want to bother you. Lord Yan, go in, don't send me off."

Yan Laixing's face suddenly became less nervous, and he quickly cupped his hands with a smile: "Oh, I'm sending you off to Lord Hou, I'm sending you off..."

This expression of King Duan made him pause, it didn't look like he could send him away respectfully, but the matter had come to this point, he could only bite the bullet and say: "Send His Royal Highness King Duan respectfully."

"Hmph!" Yan Nanchen snorted coldly, put away his folding fan, gave Yan Laixing a vague look before turning and leaving.

Yan Laixing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw people walking down the steps of the Sheriff's Mansion, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and watched the two leave.

It wasn't until the person disappeared around the corner that he yelled at the ground.

"Bah! An idle prince, he really thinks he is someone!" He said with a bit of aggrieved tone.

It wasn't that he didn't let him in, it was because the regent didn't see him, and with King Duan's cannibalistic eyes, he only dared to lose his temper at him, a little sheriff.

……

———Mingyue Street, Suzhou Branch County.

"Prince Duan, Madam Benhou will definitely give you your face." Marquis Zhaoren put his hand on Yan Nanchen's shoulder, laughing heartily.

This kind of intimacy made Yan Nanchen feel a little rough, he couldn't help but sigh, he was born as a general, so there is no rules about vulgarity.

Such a person doesn't know what Wang An likes.

But he also felt that Zhao Renhou was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, otherwise how could he take refuge in King An?

Thinking of this, he casually said: "Master Hou spoke for King An that day, which surprised me."

This question is straightforward, even if he is not a sensible person, he can understand what it means, but he wants to see how Zhao Renhou reacts.

"Wang An's family came to look for me personally, and invited me to have a pot of good wine. This is a small request, and I can't do it if I don't agree."

"Your Majesty Duan, don't you know that Mrs. Benhou is very strict with her, even taking care of me drinking a little wine." Speaking of this, Marquis Zhao Ren looked dissatisfied, but he was helpless.

"A jug of wine?" Yan Nanchen couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable. It's no small matter to help people in the court, let alone King An, it's because of a jug of wine...

This……

"Master Hou is a bold person." There was a bit of ridicule in the words.

Marquis Zhao Ren chuckled: "That's right, my ancestors have been loyal and courageous people for generations, and all of them are men, so it's natural to be bold."

"What Hou Ye said is true." Yan Nanchen smiled awkwardly, this Marquis Zhao Ren did not follow common sense.

It seems that Marquis Zhaoren is not King An's, but a warrior who was bought off with a pot of wine, but the Minister of the Ministry of Officials is really King An's man.

It was he who underestimated his younger brother.

(End of this chapter)