King Leng pursues his wife, but abandons his concubine

Chapter 227 What is security (1)
An An suddenly straightened up, stretched out his hand decisively, and opened the two doors with a "bang", completely ignoring whether he would hit the two little palace ladies who were gossiping outside.

snort!
When you have time, you don't do more things for the master, but instead hide outside the door of other people's house and gossip, especially when it involves her!
If it was really smashed by these two doors, it deserved it!

Who made them talk about it!

"Who?! No eyes to see someone outside?!"

One of the maids, who was wearing an apricot-yellow court lady's attire, had her back facing two doors, so when An An pushed the door open unexpectedly, she was unfortunately caught by the two doors, which were not too thick, but neither were they too thick. The thin door panel hit the back hard!

The huge impact even caused her body to uncontrollably stagger forward and almost fell into the mud!
That court lady was probably used to being domineering and domineering, but when she was treated like this suddenly, she subconsciously became angry and cursed naturally...

The other court lady stared blankly, looking at An An who suddenly appeared, with a look of horror in her eyes!

Who can tell her?Why is Princess Leng here? !
What they just said...

Thinking, thinking, her face turned white in a hurry, but the maid who was with her on weekdays, who was always close, couldn't see Princess Leng standing behind her, and still spoke without hesitation. cursed.

Quietly tugged at her clothes, then motioned her to turn back with his eyes.

The court lady might also realize that the atmosphere was wrong, she turned around in surprise, and saw An An with a expressionless face.

"King, princess?!"

Her face also turned pale, her pupils were wide open, and her legs couldn't help trembling slightly, showing an unbelievable reaction.

"I'm really sorry, my princess just woke up, and my eyes fell into the room, and I really forgot to take them out. It's really my fault that I didn't see you outside."

An An folded her hands on her chest, looked at the two palace ladies who were pale and speechless, and said casually with her red lips parted.

"Princess, please forgive me! This servant deserves to die!"

Maybe they were frightened by An'an's calm aura at this time, the two court ladies knelt on the ground together, and when their knees collided with the cold floor, they made two crisp sounds.

Yo!
Why are you kneeling down?

She was really not angry, at best, she just wanted to teach them a little "lesson"!
Count them as acquaintances!
An An walked slowly, walked up to the two court ladies kneeling on the ground, and stood still.

The crisp voice sounded again above the heads of the two flustered maids.

"Forgive me? So you also know what you did wrong?"

This person, it is inevitable to make mistakes. It is not a big deal to make mistakes, but a person who knows that he has made a mistake but still does not change his mind is unforgivable!
"The servants know that the servants don't dare to gossip anymore! I beg the concubine to forgive me, my lord, don't remember the fault of the villain, let the servants go. The servants kowtow to you!"

As soon as the words fell, An An heard the sound of the foreheads of the two court ladies hitting the floor.

Tsk tsk, she felt the pain for them!

"Gossip? What kind of gossip have you heard? Would you like to listen to it with me?"

An An raised her eyebrows. It was clearly a smiling face, but there was no smile in her clear and penetrating eyes.

"...Slaves heard..."

Although the more impulsive maid was a little puzzled, Princess Leng had already heard their discussion, so why would she ask such a question?
But the doubts were all doubts, she blurted out subconsciously, and told An An again the content of their gossip.

I didn't realize An'an's potential meaning at all.

So, many times, there are obviously many opportunities in front of us, but because we don't realize it at all, we keep missing them.

So, most of the time, we are all fooled by ourselves, right? !

Not afraid of god-like opponents, but of pig-like teammates!

Another court lady who was calmer and more rational at the side glanced at An An's expression, and instantly understood her intentions.

"No! The slaves didn't hear anything!"

Hastily interrupting her, the maid in light blue palace attire looked at An An's face and shook her head severely, expressing that she didn't know anything.

By the way, he gave a suggestive wink to the maid in the apricot yellow palace dress.

"Yes, yes! The servants didn't see anything!"

Quickly echoed and said.

But yes, it's all for this, if she hasn't understood her hint, then her IQ can really be comparable to some kind of four-legged animal!
"Since this is the case, then there is nothing for you, you go back!"

Seeing that they were so acquainted, An An waved her hand, indicating that they could leave.

"Yes, the servants have thanked the princess! The servants will leave~"

The two maids hurriedly thanked An An, then quickly stood up, saluted An An respectfully, then turned around and left quickly.

An An looked at the two of them walking away with a hint of ambiguity in her eyes, and looked at somewhere on the first floor of the inn, her clear, water-like pupils were stained with a hint of danger.

The corners of her mouth, which were as delicate as petals, slightly raised a curve that showed no emotion, turned around and returned to the room, and closed the door smoothly.

At this moment, somewhere on the first floor of the inn.

"Prince Leng, this is the pastry I personally cooked when I was in the prime minister's mansion, do you want to try it?"

An Ran shyly looked at Leng Yuechen who was sitting awe-inspiringly across the wooden table, and asked carefully in a soft voice, holding a delicate plate in her two small hands as slender as onions.

Inside the plate are several delicious pastries that are unique and delicate in style and shape.

These pastries look very beautiful, and exude a unique fragrance, which is obviously incomparable to those bought in the streets of Yueguo and the market.

It can be seen that the owner should have spent a lot of thought and energy in making them.

At this moment, the sky is slightly bright.

Therefore, on the first floor of the inn, there are actually not many people there, except for a few accompanying maids and servants, there are only Leng Yuechen who sits coldly on the wooden table, and the woman who sits opposite her with a shy face. An Ran.

Today's An Ran is dressed in a water-blue gauze dress, with a little powder on her palm-sized face, her eyebrows are like willows, her skin is like cream, and her small mouth is bright red and moist. She is as beautiful and charming as a fairy from heaven and earth.

Especially the woman's shyness and weak temperament on her small face at the moment, most people in Yue Kingdom can't help but feel pity.

It's a pity that Leng Yuechen is obviously an exception among the majority of people.

I saw Leng Yuechen just sitting upright with a silent attitude, her deep eyes seemed to be casually cast on the teacup at hand, her cold aura subconsciously exuded an oppressive force.

If it was in the past, An Ran might have been overwhelmed by his icy aura, and would not have dared to take a step closer.

However, when An Ran heard about it from the other maids and realized that she was an exception in front of Leng Yuechen, she suddenly had the courage to continue approaching him.

She wanted to try again.

She didn't believe it, she was not much less beautiful than An An, so she couldn't let Leng Yuechen look at her more!
An Ran's smile froze slightly on his face, his hands raised in mid-air were a little embarrassed, he was in a dilemma.

But Leng Yuechen still didn't notice it, and continued to drink the cup of tea in front of her, without even giving An Ran a look at him who had been watching him intently.

"Hey! Sister Ran'er, what are you doing now? Have you prepared food so early in the morning? It just so happens that the princess is hungry, so please trouble Sister Ran'er to make up her mind!"

Just when the atmosphere on the first floor of the inn became stagnant and condensed, a crisp voice sounded beside the wooden table where Leng Yuechen and An Ran were sitting opposite each other.

An Ran looked up, and saw An An with a sweet smile on his face.

An An moved very quickly and casually picked up a piece of peach blossom-shaped pastry, put it between her small nose and sniffed it, and then praised: "Sister Ran'er's pastry is really delicious~ I think it's delicious. Where will it go!"

After speaking, he threw the pastry in his hand into his mouth, and chewed it intoxicated.

An Ran's originally rosy and lovely face was a little distorted, but it was only in a flash that she finally recovered her previous calmness.

A thought flashed through An Ran's mind, and An Ran said with a smile: "It's good that my sister likes it. After all, I know that my sister always likes this kind of pastry the most. It just so happened that I learned several new styles of pastries a few days ago. So, I specially got up earlier, and it’s ready for you and the prince and brother-in-law to taste! I thought, if you like the princess, how about I make more in the future and send it to Prince Leng’s mansion for you to taste the princess? Taste it, as a snack to relieve boredom. Sister Wangfei, what do you think?"

"Sister Ran'er's proposal is very good," An An nodded and said in agreement, but when a little joy appeared on An Ran's face, her words suddenly changed, and she added : "But, what should I do? My lord said a few days ago that I insisted that my princess learn to make pastries from a palace pastry master, and then cook them for him. He said that the pastries made by others are not as good as my princess's." Eat. My lord, do you think so?"

An An took advantage of the opportunity and sat down on the wooden table, blinked her big clear eyes twice, said to Leng Yuechen with a slight voice.

"So Ann still remembers this?"

Hearing this, Leng Yuechen looked at An An with a half-smile, only raised her eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)