Chang’an’s First Beauty

Chapter 36 Hook me (don’t jump)

I have to say that the man’s attire is really unique when worn on her body.

The long round that should have been flat, along with her sitting posture, was bumpy, inexplicably, with a touch of forbidden beauty.

Lu Yan held her waist, raised his hand to pour her another glass of wine, handed it to her mouth, and Shen Zhen raised his hand to take it.

He pours a glass, and she drinks a glass with him.

The strong aroma of wine filled her nose, and after a while, her face flushed.

Looking at the little girl in his arms, Lu Yan was already five minutes drunk. He couldn’t help reaching out to play with her ears, bowed his head and kissed the corner of her eye affectionately.

His expression was soft, but his tone was as cold as ever, “Why cry so much?”

Shen Zhen stared and retorted, “But I didn’t like to cry before.” Drinking courage is indeed true.

Lu Yan squeezed her face and sneered, “Oh, isn’t it, I made you cry for co-authoring?”

Shen Zhen bowed his head and stopped looking at him.

Lu Yan didn’t coax her either, he just continued to rub the hand on her waist, not even for a moment.

Seeing that she had been silent all the time, he lifted the man’s curtain with a silver hook, patted her on the shoulder, and told her to look at the picturesque scenery outside.

Her gaze followed his index finger—the cool breeze was blowing, the lights of Wanjia were blazing, and she suddenly thought about it, her expression dimmed.

After a while, she turned her head to look at him and said: “My lord, I have something to ask you.”

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, “Say.”

“Why the adults don’t like me crying so much?” In fact, Shen Zhen wanted to ask him a long time ago, but Naihe never had a chance.

Lu Yan didn’t change his face and said, “I’m not happy by nature.” After speaking, he subconsciously touched the tip of his nose.

What can he say?

Is it possible to tell her that when she shed tears, her whole heart will tremble with pain?

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhen grabbed his hand suddenly and said softly: “You promise me something, I won’t cry in the future.”

Lu Yan squeezed her chin, “Now you all know to make terms with me?”

Shen Zhen smiled, “Success?”

Lu Yan raised his hand and drank a glass of wine, “Talk about it.”

Shen Zhen stretched out his hand to hug his waist, and put his small mouth in his ear and said: “You promise me first?”

Lu Yan’s gaze flicked, “Successful?” Without preconditions, he had to promise. Isn’t that what’s your promise?

Seeing him getting angry, Shen Zhen did a good job, put his hand on his waist and rubbed it back and forth twice.

Lu Yan was stopped by her reaction.

He looked down at her little hands, really not angry at all.

He and Shen Zhen have different temperaments from birth. He wants her and spoils her depending on his mood.

He never gave her the opportunity to say no, nor did he respect what she thought.

He knew all her grievances, but he didn’t care about it.

In his eyes, between them, it will only be the east wind overwhelming the west wind.

But never thought that he would also taste the taste of a hundred-forged steel turned into a soft finger.

He looked at her sly gaze, his heart plummeted.

Shen Zhen, you lied to me like that in your last life?

Lu Yan drank two glasses of wine in a row and said ok. Then he looked into her eyes and said, “Can you tell me now?”

Shen Zhen’s eyes lit up, he leaned over to look for his ears, and whispered: “I’m back to Chang’an, I want to go to Daxingshan Temple.” She sprinkled her alcoholic breath on his ears. His eyes are hot with enthusiasm.

Lu Yan held Cup’s hand for a meal, “What are you going to do there?”

Shen Zhen bowed her head, “The seventh day of March is my mother’s death day.” Chang’an is no better than Yangzhou. When she goes back, it will be difficult for her to think of Chengyuan.

Lu Yan was startled, touched her hair, and said, “I know, I will take you there.”

Shen Zhen smiled and said, “Thank you, my lord.”

After a while, there was a rustling flute on the lake, and Shen Zhen leaned in his arms honestly, shaking his fingers in accordance with the rhythm.

Obviously the alcohol is getting stronger.

Just then they were going to cross the arch bridge, and a small boat was rowing with them, and a soft voice came from inside, “Does the girl play a flute?”

The woman said: “Mo Er can only play the pipa, not the flute.”

The man mocked and sneered, “Don’t pretend, Lord doesn’t listen to the pipa, just ask if you play or not?”

The man said again: “Come here, I will give you two pieces of money alone.”

Hearing this, Lu Yan covered Shen Zhen’s ears without even thinking about it. Shen Zhen looked back at him unclearly.

Shen Zhen above Jiu Jin was naturally a little more vigorous than usual. She listened to the sound of the flute in the distance and the gossip on the side, and whispered to him: “My lord, I can play flute.”

Lu Yan’s body stiffened, and his Adam’s apple slowly slipped. At this moment, his murderous intentions were all there. In order to avoid these gossips, he deliberately encased the painting boat alone. Who would have expected that there would be such a thing.

Shen Zhen was so drunk that he hooked his hand and said, “My lord, not only can I play flute, but I can also play bamboo.”

He couldn’t hear a word of her words.

Lu Yan kissed her mouth without even thinking about it. Shen Zhen was taken aback, and then slowly responded.

He carried her to the couch at the stern of the boat.

The man’s powerful arms raised slightly, and clasped her neck tightly. After all, he couldn’t collapse…

God knows, today he really came to show her the scenery.

He slowly pulled the long tuck off her body, exposing large areas of white skin.

Every time he looked down at her like this, he could feel the tremor and loss of control from the limbs.

He caught her ear and whispered: “I’m lighter, don’t be afraid.”

Although Lu Yan was greedy in this matter, he was also patient. His knuckles were distinct, white and long, and he could always make her feel emotional before he could gradually penetrate.

After a while, her whole body was curled up in his arms, and she could only breathe quietly, like a dehydrated fish on the bank, being pounded by his delicate fingering.

Such a chuchu posture is probably the most beloved look of a man in the world. he thinks.

The night is dark, the New Year’s new moon is reflected on the lake, the water is sparkling, and the boat is swaying.

Suddenly there was a soft tone, the moon shadow trembled lightly, and the fish in the frightened lake scattered and fled.

After exhausting, Lu Yan hugged her from behind, gradually closing his eyes.

Another memory flooded his mind.

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The time of this memory is the spring of the 16th year of Yuanqing, the third day of March.

Lu Yan was left in the Hall of Tingzheng by the saint as soon as he went to court on this day.

The emperor raised his hand, and the servant silently pushed it to the corner.

Emperor Cheng Yuan gently twisted the Buddha beads on his hand and said: “San Lang, you have done a good job in Yangzhou this time.”

Lu Yan knelt down and said, “Most of the evidence was burned. It was the fault of the minister.”

Emperor Cheng Yuan’s gaze fell on the incense burner with the curling green smoke, but his tone was bitterly cold: “How can you blame this? No one would have thought that they would set fire to the ship.”

After all, Emperor Cheng Yuan took a discount from the desk behind him, and said quietly: “Selling private salt, casting weapons, hoarding private soldiers. Saburo, although you haven’t had time to see the account book, you might as well guess that these things are me. Which son of yours did it?”

“Your Majesty, the ministers don’t dare to make false statements.” How could Lu Yan dare to answer this?

Since the death of the first queen, the prince Xiao Lu has become a sickly body, coughing loudly every day.

To be honest, this kind of person sitting in the position of the prince, it is difficult to guarantee that others will not think too much.

On the other hand, the three princes were born to the imperial concubine Mu, with the line of General Mu behind him, and the six princes were born to the queen Xu. There was also Prime Minister Zuo behind, supported by the Xu family.

However, apart from these two tigers, there are other princes.

In the entire imperial city, who is waiting for the prince to give way?

“I can’t sleep at night, what do you worry about, do you know?”

Lu Yan said: “Your Majesty is Jiangshan Sheji, for the stability of the court, and stability for the people.”

Emperor Cheng Yuan chuckled and said, “San Lang, uncle is also tired.”

Lu Yan sank in his heart and whispered: “The minister is willing to share the worries for your majesty.”

Emperor Cheng Yuan coughed slightly and said, “I remember you wrote in the booklet, I met a genius doctor in Yangzhou?”

“Yes.”

The emperor Cheng Yuan turned around and slowly said: “The prince’s illness should be seen by him. Can you still find him?”

Hearing this, Lu Yan had already understood that the saint was so angry that he was ready to help the prince.

“The minister is willing to set off immediately and rush to Yangzhou.”

Emperor Cheng Yuan waved his hand, “I don’t need it right away. It’s not long before you come back. Go and accompany your mother. If I’m tired of you, your mother will show me your face again.” Speaking of Princess Jing’an, Emperor Cheng Yuan’s There was only a hint of smile on his face.

Lu Yan said: “The minister understands.”

Emperor Cheng Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said, “Okay, it’s getting late, you can go back.”

Lu Yan left slowly.

It was raining outside the palace, and Yang Zong was holding an oil-paper umbrella, waiting outside the palace.

Lu Yan bent down into the carriage, closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

Yang Zong whispered: “A letter from Moyue said that Miss Shen is looking for you for something.”

Lu Yan snorted and said, “Have you said anything?”

“That’s not said.”

Lu Yan tapped his fingers on his knee a few times, and then said, “Go for a while.”

The heavy rain in March was endless, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

Cheng Yuan.

Shen Zhen opened the window and watched the sky outside change from grayish blue to black.

A thunderstorm struck down, and it thundered, as if it had made a hole in the sky. The heavy rain, like a note, leaked from the air, hitting the bluestone bricks in the yard, and aroused a mist of water.

She looked at the weather and guessed that he would not come.

She was about to close the window window, when she saw an orange halo not far away, from a single point, it gradually became larger.

Yang Zong held a lamp in one hand and an umbrella in the other. Lu Yan appeared at the door in a black cloak.

He entered the room, sat down, and glanced at her, “What’s the matter if you send someone to find the official?”

Shen Zhen blessed him, bit her lip, and said: “The girl has something to ask.” After that, she poured a cup of hot tea for him.

Lu Yan had a clear look, if nothing happened, she would not look for him.

After a while, he picked up the tea on the table, shook the finely chopped tea leaves in the cup, took a sip, “Let’s talk.”

“Father has an old illness, and he feels unbearable pain during the rainy season. There are some medicines for the people’s daughters. I don’t know the adults…”

Before she finished speaking, Lu Yan closed the lid of the tea crisply on the rim of the cup.

Shen Zhen’s body trembled.

She was really afraid of him, and she didn’t dare to continue speaking for a while.

Lu Yan got up, walked to her, pinched her chin with two fingers, pulled it up, and sneered, “Well, it was your brother last time, and this time it is your father. Who do you think is this officer?”

Shen Zhen’s eyes were red, and she knew he had no reason to help her.

After a while, Shen Zhen plucked up her greatest courage in her life, hugged his waist, and tremblingly said: “It’s raining heavily outside tonight, adults don’t leave, okay?”

“Let go.” Lu Yan said.

If you have done this, naturally you can’t let go.

“Shen Zhen, aren’t you unwilling?” His eyes didn’t have a hint of temperature, as if he was saying-Why do you think that I, Lu Yan, must be you?

“It’s my fault, I’m not sensible.” Shen Zhen’s teardrops were in his eyes.

Seeing that she didn’t let go, Lu Yan broke her fingers one by one, threw them away, and looked back at her, “If there is nothing wrong in the future, don’t send messages.”

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Zhen’s golden beans smashed down.

I don’t know it is because of the embarrassment at this moment.

Still helpless to the end.

Still for the self-esteem that disappears.

Lu Yan glanced back at her, then turned and left.

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After getting on the carriage, Lu Yan put the hand stove aside anxiously, turning Bai Yu’s fingers in his hand nonstop. What hovered in her mind was the sorrowful look she had just now.

After a long silence, Lu Yan said to Yang Zong: “Go to Zhou Mansion.”

Yang Zong was astonished, “The master said, is it from Dali Temple Qing Zhou’s family?”

“Ok.”

Zhou Shuan, Dali Temple, has a very good reputation in Chang’an.

Obviously he was only born in a poor family, but he has the ability to make those high school students only look forward to it.

Jinke champion, the emperor is close to the minister, how many heads hang on his head, but he walks alone, living like a worldly expert.

Both parents died, no wives or concubines, twenty to eight years old, and even no heirs.

In this huge Zhou Mansion, he and the butler were the only ones.

Lu Yan asked Yang Zong to stop the carriage to the small gate of Zhou’s Mansion.

The knock on the door was mixed with the sound of heavy rain. The old butler was delayed for a long time before he heard it. He drew an oil-paper umbrella and hurried to open the door.

When I saw Lu Yan, I was a little surprised, “Master Lu, how come this time?”

“Is Lord Zhou there?” Lu Yan said.

“Yes, yes, the adults are in the study.” The butler hurriedly said.

The courtyard of the Zhou Mansion was newly given by the saint at the beginning of the year. It covers a large area with three entrances and three exits, but the furnishings of the courtyard are the same as those of Zhou Shuan, simple and quiet, without any bells and whistles.

Lu Yan followed the housekeeper through the Chuhua Gate and came to a small courtyard, which was his study.

There were only two candles burning in the house, and the door opened with a creak.

Zhou Shuan sat at the table.

With a tall nose, sharp sideburns, and thin chin, he is the kind of man whose bones are more delicate than his face.

In particular, those eyes are the best ones. They look clear as springs, but they are mixed with the life experience of more than 20 years in low places, and the calmness that can only be obtained when they are in a high position.

At this time, seeing Lu Yan, he was not surprised, only said lightly, “Master Lu sit down.”

It was pouring rain outside, and the corners of Lu Yan’s clothes were soaked, looking a little embarrassed.

Zhou Shuan took the lead to speak, “Master Lu is here now, is there something important?”

Lu Yan looked at him and said word by word: “Lu is here to ask for the favor owed by Lord Zhou.”

Zhou Shuan couldn’t help but smile when he mentioned this favor.

indeed.

He did owe a favor to the elder son in front of him.

Three years ago, a fire broke out in the Dali Temple Prison. During the fire spread, three Nanzhao Xizuo escaped from the prison. Once such a thing was discovered, he would be implicated as an associate of Nanzhao.

He is a poor official, walking on official career, and walking on a tightrope is not much different.

Once it falls, it will be beaten by thousands of people.

In desperation, Zhou Shuan approached Lu Yan.

The elder son of Zhenguo Gongfu and the only son of Princess Jing’an, there are people with money and power in his hands. He is even more favored by saints than the princes in the palace.

He thought he would have to lobby for some time, but he didn’t expect that he would immediately agree, only saying that he wanted a favor.

Thinking of the past, Zhou Shuan raised his eyebrows, “Master Lu, please say.”

Lu Yan’s Adam’s apple slipped, “Tomorrow, I want to send a doctor to the prison of Dali Temple.”

After hearing this, Zhou Shuan’s expression was a little more curious.

He really wanted to know who among the prisoners in Dali Temple was worthy of the elder son.

“Dare to ask Master Lu who is going to see a doctor?”

“Hou Yunyang, Shen Wenqi.”

As soon as the words fell, even a scheming person like Zhou Shuan could not help but be taken aback.

Shen Wenqi.

Zhou Shu said in peace: This is not like what he would do.

This elder son, has never taken care of other people’s affairs?

Speaking of Yunyanghou, Zhou Shuan probably admired him.

Yunyang Hou has been in office for 20 years, is diligent and honest, and rarely neglects his duty.

The contributions to Dajin by repairing canals and seeing dams are countless.

But he alone shouldn’t participate in party struggles, especially shouldn’t stand with the prince’s team.

The saint did not like the news of the first queen, and he spread like wildfire long ago, and no one knew it. As for the prince, the sage naturally never cared about it, otherwise the East Palace would not have only those imperial physicians in twos and threes, and deal with things day by day.

Why would this precious elder son help the Shen family?

Zhou Shuan was silent for a long time.

In Chang’an, everyone is likely to participate in party struggles and go to a blog for a future, but Zhen Guo Gongfu will not.

After all, no matter who gets the upper hand and gets that high position, the town government government will still be the target of everyone vying to win.

While listening to the sound of rain outside, Zhou Shuan turned the wolf’s hair on his hand.

He suddenly said: “The third girl of the Shen family, is it in the hands of Master Lu?” After the Yunyang mansion fell, the third girl of the Shen family and the little son disappeared out of thin air. There were countless people in Chang’an who wanted to find them, but they just wanted to find them. Less than.

From today’s point of view, he does understand.

No one dares to touch the private house under the name of Zhenguo Gongfu.

Lu Yan didn’t change his face, “Master Zhou, Lu is here to beg for mercy, not a prisoner of Dali Temple.”

Zhou Shuan smiled and nodded, “When is tomorrow?”

Lu Yan: “Chen Shi.”

When the time was fixed, Lu Yan got up, “Then tomorrow, Master Lao Zhou will lead the way.”

Close the door, just listen to Zhou Shu’s quiet voice: “Yunyanghou is a bit pedantic, but he has two good daughters.”

Before Lu Yan set off, he suddenly heard that Shen Zhen had a serious illness. Tang Yue couldn’t stand it, so she handed Yang Zong the news.

He didn’t want to go again, but he didn’t know why, but he was patient and went to Chengyuan again.

Lanyue Pavilion.

He walked to the edge of the bed and looked down at her pale little face, not knowing what it was like for a moment.

When Shen Zhen woke up, his eyes were facing each other.

Lu Yan turned the white jade’s finger in his hand, “I’m able to bear it again.”

Shen Zhen red eyes, knowing that he was mocking her disease as deliberate, she bit the corner of her lip and said, “I didn’t mean it.”

Lu Yan said silently, after a long while, “Don’t worry about your father’s illness. I sent the doctor to Dali Temple.”

Shen Zhen was taken aback, and hurriedly sat up, “Thank you, sir.”

Lu Yan raised his hand, curled his index finger, touched the master’s chin, sneered casually, and sneered, “Four words, thank me?”

Shen Zhen went to hold his hand and said, “It’s not right today. I’m afraid I will get sick to you. Can you do it another day?

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan laughed at himself.

Is it true that I am here with her, just a lustful disciple?

There was an inexplicable fire in Lu Yan’s heart. He bowed his head and covered her lips. Between his lips and teeth, Shen Zhen’s breathing trembled.

Shen Zhen pushed him away again. As soon as the action came out, she herself knew it was wrong, and quickly said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

Lu Yan laughed angrily, “Is it fun to welcome you if you want to refuse? Shen Zhen, why do you do this? If you don’t want it, you don’t want it. I didn’t force you, why did you hook me again?”

Shen Zhen was afraid of his misunderstanding, so he had no choice but to tell the truth: “My lord, today is the seventh day of March. It is the death day of my mother-in-law.”

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Lu Yan sat up suddenly and woke up from his dream.