Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 28

If you don't try it, how do you know I can't live in it?

Yan Wanqing's ears were filled with the paranoid words of young people, she couldn't deny it, and her heart trembled a few times.

"Speak." The prince, who didn't get a response, was unhappy.

She stretched out her hand to take off the hand that was pinching her cheek. Across the darkness, she propped up half of her body and looked down at him like this.

"Why does it have to be me?"

"Why can't it be you?" The prince raised his head, bit her red lips lightly, and couldn't help but pull her into his arms, sighing: "When you were ten years old, you went to the battlefield with Duke Zhen. It is I who poured the wine for you."

Yan Wanqing couldn't remember, when she was ten years old, she only had gold and iron horses in her eyes, and the desert and sand. She couldn't think of which palace nobleman poured wine for him when she practiced.

What's more, at the age of ten, her father would never let her drink alcohol.

"Can not remember."

"...Why is your brain so weak at such a young age? You can't even remember what happened when you were ten years old?!" There was a voice of exploding hair in my ear.

Yan Wanqing was hugged in his arms, feeling the hand that made trouble under the quilt, blushing: "Who would remember what happened when I was a child."

……

at the same time.

Banquet hall.

Qin Wu's face was pale, and he clasped his hands restlessly.

"Didn't you say you put it here? Where are the things?"

The maidservant was trembling all over, wishing she could kneel on the ground: "...The maidservant was really placed here, she just went out for a while, and disappeared when she came back."

Qin Wu bit her lower lip tightly, her lips turned white.

The drink was added with what Xiao Hongshen gave her, even if she only drank one glass, it would be overwhelming.

That was originally what she planned to give to Prince Xiao Pingfeng.

Now it's gone.

"What can I do, princess." The servant girl trembled in fear. She had prepared the things. If someone caught such things at the banquet, she would not survive ten lives.

Qin Wu said darkly, "Shut up."

Right now, it is not known who took the jug of wine, and no one behaved abnormally at the banquet.

Even if the matter is brought up in front of her, she can refuse to admit it.

"Nothing happened today, do you know!" Qin Wu scolded.

The maid nodded, fear still in her eyes.

Qin Wu held her by the shoulders: "Go back and pack your things now. Princess Ben will bid farewell to the empress tomorrow morning. No one will find out about us."

The maid nodded and went down.

Qin Wu hugged her arm and couldn't help biting her nails.

It's a habit she has when she's nervous.

Her original intention was that even if she couldn't be Xiao Pingfeng's concubine, she would have a good time with such an excellent man, and if she was lucky, she could even conceive his child.

But after all, things backfired.

Regret flashed in Qin Wu's eyes.

Such an outstanding man has no place in his eyes. This matter may be a long time after returning to Qin, so she must be worried about it.

Sudden.

Qin Wu seemed to have thought of something, she subconsciously looked at a place, the place was empty, only a maid was standing there.

That was Yan Wanqing's personal servant girl.

"Where's your lady?" Qin Wu couldn't help asking.

Congge bowed politely: "I have seen the princess, report back to the princess, Miss, she went out beforehand, and will come back in a while."

"Going out? With whom?" With the prince?
Qin Wu didn't ask the last few words, but her heart raised her throat.

Congge lowered his eyebrows and nodded: "Princess Hui, it's the young master of Northern Xinjiang. The two of them said that the hall was a little stuffy, so they went out to enjoy some air."

"Ah... that's it." Qin Wu felt her heart fall back into the distance again.

As long as Yan Wanqing doesn't stay with the prince, she can rest assured.

Qin Wu didn't know what she was afraid of. At the banquet tonight, the crown prince's eyes fell on Yan Wanqing several times. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was different from her.

But why.

Why can Yan Wanqing easily get all the things she can't get?
When I was young, it was my father's admiration, and when I grew up, it was the noble man's care.

Qin Wu's original admiration for Yan Wanqing was unknowingly washed away by jealousy.

Congge wondered why this Princess of Qin came over suddenly to inquire about her young lady. After seeing her leaving with a gloomy look, Congge breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought to myself, when will the lady come back.

The people above this hall are not easy to get along with at all.

And the young master of Beijiang who was originally thought by Congge to be with Yan Wanqing was sitting on the roof at this time, drinking wine in front of Leng Yue.

Beside him was an enchanting man in red, his skin glistening against the moonlight.

"Xiao Huaiyu, isn't your purpose of this trip to marry Duke Zhen's eldest lady? Why did you let her out just now?"

Huaiyu held the jug, her face softened slightly, she looked at the full moon in the sky, and murmured.

"Perhaps, I shouldn't have imposed my suffering on others."

"You gave up?" The man in red sat down beside him.

Huaiyu shook his head, with hostility in his eyes: "I can't let it go, it's my responsibility to protect Beijiang since I was born, but..." He thought of the cold and beautiful woman in his mind, and he couldn't bear it: "Beijiang is too much. It's cold and clammy, not for her."

He is not a good man, let alone drag her into the water.

The man in red shook his head.

"Xiao Huaiyu, how do you know that you are not the same kind of person as that Anping princess?" He looked at the princess who was as noble as a fairy, but some places were indescribably dark gray.

She must be a very story-telling person, at least not as simple as she appears on the outside.

Huaiyu shook his head and sighed: "Let's leave this matter alone and think of other ways. Now that I'm here, I also want to have a chance to see the bustling capital."

The man in red begs to agree.

"There are a lot of gossip in lively places. You have a special status, and Kyoto is not suitable for you."

"You can only know if it's suitable or not, don't worry, I won't be soft-hearted anymore." Huaiyu said in a deep voice.

The man in red didn't seem to believe it at all, he smiled lowly: "I hope so."

He stretched his waist: "But the daughters in Kyoto are all graceful and gentle, and they are different from our girls in northern Xinjiang."

Huaiyu raised his head to drink, but didn't agree with this.

There was still that cold figure in my mind.

But Nanshan is destined to be uneven.

Someone set fire to the mountain last night, and tonight a monk fished out a corpse from the well.

no one else.

It was Wang Shujian who had had a dispute with Yan Hongzhao before.

he died!
When he died, he was thrown into a well.

After receiving the news, it was just dawn, and the monks did not dare to disturb the rest of the nobles in the middle of the night, so they could only wait until dawn before releasing the news.

Here.

Yan Wanqing was forcibly hugged and slept all night.

She didn't know how she fell asleep, she couldn't make a noise, couldn't beat her, she was half asleep and half awake, and fell asleep drowsily.

When she woke up, she only felt that someone was dressing her.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that beautiful face seriously studying the straps of Luo Qun.

Yan Wanqing's face burned instantly.

(End of this chapter)