Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 145 Chapter 164
The girl ran forward briskly, jumped up and patted the girl on the forehead, and scolded crisply:
"Why do you run away every time you see me? I look so scary? Every time I see you, I can scare you, the dignified imperial guard, and turn around and run away!"

The boy flushed anxiously, shook his head like a rattle, and stammered to explain:

"No, no, you, you, you are as beautiful as a fairy..."

The girl smiled like a flower, grabbed the boy's hand and asked, "Really?"

The boy summoned up his courage to look up at the girl, and when his eyes met the girl's star-like eyes, he hurriedly withdrew them in panic and lowered his head in embarrassment.

The girl laughed even more happily, and pushed the boy's arm.

"Yan Mu, why are you blushing?"

Asked by the girl, the young man wished he could find a hole in the ground and burrow into it. His face was blushing as if he was about to burn. He wanted to run away in a hurry, but was grabbed by the girl.

"Yan Mu, don't leave yet, I have something for you."

As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of hazelnut pastry wrapped in a handkerchief from his bosom and stuffed it into the boy's hand.

The young man stared blankly at the hazelnut cake in his hand, and he could clearly feel the remaining warmth from the girl's arms in his hands. A heart was so frightened that it was about to jump out of his chest and out of his throat.

The girl's eyebrows were curved, and the smile on her face looked like the purest white orchid in the world.

"I heard that you like hazelnut cakes the most. I happen to know how to make them, so I made some for you to try. If you like them, I will make them for you often in the future."

The young man's red cheeks were full of disbelief. He stared at the girl with burning eyes. Their identities were so different, and she was willing to make hazelnut cakes for him.

The girl's bell-like laughter gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor, and he woke up suddenly. He lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the hazelnut cake in his hand.

With Yan Qingcheng's keen insight of observing words and expressions and analyzing psychology, one can almost immediately judge from Yan Aoxiong's expression at this moment that he is thinking about her mother.

Previously, Yan Qingcheng might not have understood why her father loved to eat hazelnut cakes, but she understood that it was not the hazelnut cakes made by her daughter, Yan Qingcheng, who Yan Aoxiong loved to eat, but the woman who made the hazelnut cakes first, that Walking into my father's heart, the woman who appeared in my father's memory at this moment, because of the hazelnut cake she made, my father likes it.

And that woman is her mother.

Yan Qingcheng thought that this was the perfect time to test her mother's identity, so she asked gently, as if she was luring the patient into the pit she had prepared:
"Father, what does my mother look like?"

Yan Aoxiong's brows and eyes are full of tenderness like water, and he said with a smile in a low voice:
"She is the most gentle and beautiful woman in the world, and also the most amazingly talented and unparalleled in intelligence..."

As he was talking, he stopped talking as if he had suddenly woken up. The tenderness on his cheeks disappeared instantly and turned into a cold seriousness, and he turned his eyes to stare deeply at Yan Qingcheng.

Yan Qingcheng's body froze, she didn't expect Yan Aoxiong to be so powerful that she could easily jump out of the hole she dug.

Yan Qingcheng smiled sarcastically, "Father, why are you looking at me like this?"

Yan Aoxiong's eagle eyes were cold, it was the majesty that had been accumulated in the battlefield for a long time, and Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.

After a long time, Yan Aoxiong said in a low voice:

"From now on, don't inquire about your mother's affairs."

Yan Qingcheng let out a disappointed "Oh".

Although Yan Qingcheng was eager to know her mother's identity so that she could solve the mystery of her own life experience as soon as possible and break the curse of her descendants, she also understood the truth that haste makes waste.

(End of this chapter)