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Chapter 391 Affectionate

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    "What did Yuan Niang say before?"

    His tone was calm and his eyes were calm. It seemed that there was no change at all. He was just leaning half sideways. Only Fu Minghua could see the changes in front of him. She moved her face away again, not hearing what Yan Zhui asked before.  .

    "What did Saburo say?"

    Yan Zhui showed a look of pity on his face: "You have been tired from traveling all the way, so why not go back to the palace to rest"

    Before he finished speaking, Fu Minghua quickly shook his head. Seeing that he was smiling but not smiling, and raising his eyebrows, he felt a little guilty and lowered his head to adjust his clothes:

    "Sanlang is handsome and handsome, so he looked at him in a daze."

    Yan Zhui suppressed his laughter, nodded, his eyes showed love, and stopped teasing her:

    "I came here last night." He shook Fu Minghua's hand and walked forward along the quiet path: "I haven't been to this Liyuan Palace for many years. I came one day in advance to know the way first and show you around.  Look." After saying this, he lowered his head, looked at Fu Minghua and smiled:

    "I was in such a hurry that I didn't have time to write a letter to you."

    His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn't slept well in several days.

    It was strange to say that his words were neither affectionate nor sentimental, but she was stunned when she heard them, and her heartbeat stopped for a few beats.

    He said a few words slowly, but he revealed his true feelings in front of her, which made the tip of her nose sore.

    "We arrived yesterday, and Saburo walked around the palace?"

    He clearly hadn¡¯t had a good rest for several days, and when he came to the palace, he was eager to walk around the palace just to show her around.

    She paused while arranging her clothes, and Yan Zhui nodded:

    "Almost all have been transferred."

    She almost shed tears and choked with sobs:

    "You told your mother and concubine before that she only arrived yesterday evening."

    He hesitated for a moment, obviously afraid that telling the truth would make her worry. He sighed, stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, and used his fingertips to catch her tears, but the more he drew them, the more they came. The calmness on his face quickly collapsed, almost  He reached out to wipe her tears in a panic:

    "What's going on here?"

    "When did you arrive?"

    He hesitated for a moment, and when he saw her leaning against his chest, covering her lips with her handkerchief, he couldn't help but said helplessly: "It arrived at three o'clock in the Yin hour."

    "If it arrives at the third quarter of the Yin hour and Nuo Da's palace has to be turned around, I'm afraid he won't have any time to rest at all.

    She knew that Yan Zhui liked her, but she really didn't expect that he would be so meticulous and consider even such small details.

    He was coaxing her in his own way to please her and make her happy. Fu Minghua looked up at his red eyes and was speechless.

    Yan Zhui¡¯s eyes were soft, and he lowered his head to kiss her eyelids, feeling the salty tears.

    She closed her eyes meekly, and he kissed her again and again: "I'm just anxious to see you."

    "Don't do this next time." She sobbed and whispered.

    Yan Zhui nodded and responded to her: "Okay."

    "I also want to go around with Sanlang. You don't need to find the way first. I want to go with you." She made another request. Yan Zhui's eyes became softer and he responded: "Okay."

    "This will make me worried."

    "good."

    Every time she said something, Yan Zhui responded.

    In fact, Yan Zhui has an arrogant personality. He never asks for help, and he doesn't like people asking for help. But when he met her, he had no choice but to agree to all her requests.

    "What I promised you" He promised too much, Fu Minghua asked casually, Yan Zhui shook his head:

    "not good."

    She should be ashamed, but she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.

    That smile was like a young pear blossom with dew, carrying a fresh fragrance, rushing toward her face, making Yan Zhui couldn't help but smile.

    Bilan and others did not dare to look here before, but they just heard the two people talking in lowered voices, and then the sound of footsteps sounded again. When they turned around, Yan Zhui hugged Fu Minghua's waist, and talked with her while walking.  , eyes soft, already walked several steps away.

    "After the hunting, I will accompany you back to Luoyang, and then go to Youzhou after the first year."

    He had a pair of thin eyebrows furrowed and a look of impatience on his face.

    Just from this demeanor, it is difficult to tell that he is a warrior who is galloping across the sand. They say that a son is like his mother. He has inherited the elegance of Concubine Cui, and he has the unique eyebrows of the Yan family.  Handsome and charming like a knifeElegant, reserved and cold in demeanor, a bit arrogant, not rude or fierce at all.

    It¡¯s just that his eyes are like a sword, his killing intent is awe-inspiring, and he has made many military exploits. Now his subordinates control the power of Youzhou, Mozhou, Fanyang, Yizhou and Shanzhou, which are important points for arranging troops in the Tang Dynasty.  Most of it is already in his hands.

    Under such circumstances, it was probably only a matter of time before Emperor Jia'an made him the crown prince.

    Fu Minghua looked at him with some appreciation. This man did not hide his ambition in front of her, and his confidence when talking about power doubled his charm.

    "What do you want during the autumn hunting? I will hunt for you?"

    He stopped talking about political affairs and lowered his head to ask her with a smile. His strong self-confidence was not worthy of being explained in words, and it was clearly displayed in every gesture.

    "I don't want anything." She shook her head and held his hand tighter:

    "I just want you."

    Yan Zhui straightened his features, the ice and snow in his eyes melted, and he smiled freely:

    "Don't think about it, I'm yours from the beginning, just yours."

    After he finished speaking, he tempted her again:

    "What else do you want? You can think more."

    Yan Zhui encouraged him, and Fu Minghua turned to look at him: "This won't work." She shook her head with a smile: "Sanlang indulges me too much, and I'm afraid there will be disapproval from the courtiers in the future."

    There was something in her words. Yan Zhui heard it and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. His phoenix eyes flickered, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

    "I do."

    He has a domineering temperament and strong willpower, and will not be influenced by others.

    He is not a loser like Yan Xin, who leaves everything to the discretion of others.

    Fu Minghua pursed his lips and smiled and stopped talking.

    The two of them walked all the way, and she looked down and saw a few grains of cocklebur on the edge of her skirt at some point. She had not noticed it when they were walking along.

    She frowned, stopped and shook her skirt. Not far away, Bilan and others saw this and were about to step forward to remove it for her, but Yan Zhui knelt down and reached out to remove it for her.

    He looked natural, as if it was just a trivial matter.

    Such an action startled Bilan and others, and even Fu Minghua took two steps back: "Sanlang"

    "It just got a little bit of cocklebur."

    He smiled and took off the cockleburs. She wore a gray-blue dress embroidered with birds. The gauze was layered one after another. It looked good, but it was easy to get stained by cockleburs and other things.

    There were a lot of flowers and plants planted here in Liyuan, and it was at the end of the ripening season of cocklebur, so some of it got on the edge of his skirt. He stood up, didn't say anything, but changed directions with her and walked in the same direction.  Teeth smiled and held her hand tighter.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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