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Chapter 51 Men love fishy food

"Princess, just now, Guard Bai sent a letter to ask the princess to go to bed first, don't wait for the prince, the prince... wants to... go to Zheng, no, the prince is handling official duties." Lian Qiao stammered, and when she lies, she would sweat from the tip of her nose, stirring her hands under her sleeves, lowering her head, very uneasy and nervous.

An Nuan tied her hair up and her eyes were clear, "The prince went to Wen Qian or Zheng's room, right?"

"Princess, you know everything!" After saying this, Lian Qiao raised her head and touched her sudden enlightenment expression. She hurriedly covered her mouth and was dizzy. She sighed that she was too mentally retarded. Their princess was obviously testing her, but she admitted it all the time... The prince released their princess pigeons, and their princess would definitely be sad to death!

But what conflict did the prince and the princess have had? Wasn’t it okay before moving to bed? The prince also sent someone to reward a lot of things. But when the prince went to the study and met Lord Wang, it seemed like he had changed a different person! Isn’t it too strange?

"Princess, don't be sad. The prince must be afraid of being too fond of you causing trouble for you, so he went to another woman's house..." Lian Qiao stuck out her tongue, thinking to herself, what was she saying? Even she thought it was ridiculous. Isn't it just that she really loves someone and wants to be with him (her)?

An Nuanori seemed to have not heard what Lian Qiao said. She looked at the full moon from afar. For the first time, she felt that the moon was so dazzling. Although it was a crescent moon, the moon symbolized the perfection and warmth, but she felt that the moonlight was cold, like a ruthless and cold saber, cutting her definition of happiness.

"Liang Qiao... Are you very stupid? I admit that I did something wrong, but why did King An refuse to give me a chance to explain?"

After speaking, her tears fell down, and the more she flowed, she became more and more fierce. She couldn't control her tears, and she slid into the corner of her mouth, bitter and astringent, as if she had just been with a Chinese medicine, and she felt all kinds of taste.

Lian Qiao also choked up. Now their princess seemed to be an angel who was injured, which was painful and pitiful, and her whole body exuded a tragic luster, but what was wrong with their princess?

Kind, cute, tolerant, convincing and loving, and King An doesn't love the princess, it's his loss...

All night, An Nuanori was crying. Her heart was slightly thrust. When she put her hands on her cheeks, she realized that her eyes were swollen like goldfish. The deep circles under her eyelids looked so haggard. Where did An Nuanori, who was carefree and bold in love in the past, went?

Rubbing her cheeks and patting her twice, An Nuanori told herself to cheer up. Since An Wang doesn't come to find her, she can go find An Wang!

She thought that with her tenderness and sincerity, the conflict between her and King An would definitely be resolved. She would make remedies to let Lan Nianan return to her side.

The early morning is often the best time of the day, such as the sunshine, the green grass, the blue sky... When you see these things, you can clean up and make some things even if you feel bored.

An Nuanzhi changed into the brightest and generous clothes and wanted to find Lan Nian'an to "make peace" with him. This was the first time in her life that she took the initiative to admit her mistakes. She lowered her head and lowered her self-esteem. However, will Lan Nian'an forgive her?

"Prince, do you like the songs my little girl sang yesterday? But the prince is really strong, and Cheng Cheng's back is still sour!" Before he could reach the study, he heard a woman's delicate voice.

At this moment, Lan Nian'an was walking in the garden of the royal palace with Zheng Chengcheng. Their bodies were close to each other. From such a distance, they could feel that the atmosphere between them was very good, talking and laughing, like a happy couple.

An Nuanzhi looked from a distance and was completely isolated from outside, like an outsider. The tears that she had just stopped flowed down again. She turned around and ran out of the small garden without looking back.

Lan Nian'an noticed a slender figure slid by in the light of the sky. He couldn't help but look up at the distance. His vision was empty. He frowned. Did he see it wrong just now?

Lan Nianan let go of Zheng Chengcheng, and his mood of accompanying the beauty to enjoy the flowers and scenery disappeared.

Back at Wai, Lan Nianan saw the cleaned bed as soon as she entered the room. There were fragrant water lilies on the table. Wen Rao was ingeniously placed in a small cup for washing ink. The faint lotus fragrance made him close his eyes unconsciously. He faintly smelled the aroma of the food left in Wai last night. Did she cook in person yesterday?

Immersed in such a fragrance, he couldn't help but think of his pure face, with a little deep and innocent face.

He felt not very happy if he ignored her for a night, but if she took the initiative to admit her mistake to him, he could forgive her, but where did she? Where did she go?

Lan Nian'an glanced aimlessly inside the bedroom. He walked for two steps and sat down to the edge of the bed with her fingertips, which were covered with her body fragrance and warmth. He didn't see her overnight. He actually missed her a little. He closed his eyes and thought of her snow-white body, as white as a swan's feather. He couldn't help but let people touch her. The fire on his body began to burn...

But soon, the heat on her body dropped, and her innocent little face in her mind seemed to have changed!

Wang Feng'an's words exploded beside his ear-piercing mask like magic sound... "It's confirmed that this news was personally investigated by Fan Xuebiao, the first-class captain of the Zhengmen, and after some investigation and investigation, it was finally confirmed through the tone of an informant in Feng Yue Huairen's organization that 'Cai Nishang' is the legitimate princess, and the legitimate princess is the 'Cai Nishang'..."

"'Cai Nishang' is the legitimate princess, and the legitimate princess is the legitimate princess...." Lan Nian'an repeated this sentence, and his hand moved away from the bedding like an electric shock. He pulled out his handkerchief and wiped it. He looked disgusted and turned his head.

To be honest, Lan Nian'an was also contradictory. One idea in his mind was said by an angel. The angel told him to believe his little princess. Such a kind and innocent woman would not deceive him. Another idea was said by the devil. The devil told him that she was a liar, a female spy lurking beside him! She had ulterior motives! Unfathomable!

By the way!

Lan Nian'an flashed a golden light. Although Wang Feng'an said that she was "Cai Nishang", this has not been verified. What if she misunderstood? Thinking about her cuteness and gentleness, he really can't connect the female killer of the mysterious organization with her...

"Bai Zhao, prepare a sedan chair and go to the mansion where Feng Yuehuairen is staying." Lan Nian'an looked into the distance. He must figure out what the truth was, which is fair to her...

When he arrived at the prince's mansion, Lan Nian'an strided hard, hurrying and busy. Because he was eager to find out the answer.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Lan Nianan has seen Feng Yue’s love. Feng Yue’s love is not very handsome, but he has the aura of a domineering leader. I heard that he is not loved by the king because of his ostentatious personality. Naturally, he can only realize his ambition to become the prince by relying on his side, including establishing this mysterious organization.

In fact, Feng Yue Huairen's situation is similar to Lan Nian'an, but Feng Yue Huairen finally stood opposite him, which was destined that they would not be able to withstand water and fire for the rest of their lives.

"The little prince Fengyue is so elegant and happy. If he doesn't go to play with beauty, he is locked up in the garden to draw and write poems. I admire him... But men should be more generous. Such a woman is closed, probably not a big climate!" Lan Nian'an turned passive into initiative as soon as he came up, and his tone was filled with gunpowder.

"Yes, this prince is not as good as King An. I heard that the beautiful couple in Prince An's mansion is like flowers and beautiful women, and the more you can't count them. Don't laugh at us who have no meat!" Feng Yue's eyes narrowed and turned into a chain of vajra to bend his fingers. His eyes were not big or small. If he stared at them carefully, he would find a kind of hostility that was close and separate.

"The prince is too modest. The meat that the prince wants to eat comes to his door on his own initiative. The wine pool and meat forest, but the little prince is careful not to hold on to death!" Lan Nian'an fought back quietly, and the sword was already shining in his words.

"Hahahaha..." Feng Yuehuairen suddenly burst into laughter. He put down his pen and slapped his palm. "A fellow disciple, since the prince has the same hobby as this prince - he loves to eat meat, let's see how the meat is?"

After speaking, Feng Yue Huairen ordered his servants to take off the painting he had just drawn. His narrow eyes were narrow, and his fingertips slid across the paper with his fingertips. In the blink of an eye, he used his internal force to push the painting steadily in front of Lan Nian'an. The thin piece of paper seemed to be stuck in the air, like a kind of magic, which made people amazed.

Only masters with pure martial arts and true energy can do this. It can be seen that Feng Yuehuairen is a master among masters!

Lan Nian'an was not vague. His fingers moved a little under his sleeve. He saw that the paper seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, flattened in front of everyone, and then slowly landed on his knees, no matter how small. It can be said that Lan Nian'an's kung fu was comparable to Feng Yue Huai Ren, which also opened a prelude to them becoming real enemies in the future...

However, the moment Lan Nianan took over the painting, her energetic expression frozen on her face, and the muscles on her face seemed to be frozen and could not move at all!
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