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Chapter 916 He's a Coward [Repaired](1/2)

Chapter 916 He is a coward [has been repaired]

Yu Yan is sleeping in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Then I felt like I was floating in the air.

No, he is flying!!

He actually learned light skills!

Yu Yan is a wasteful person who has known nothing about martial arts since he was a child.

"Bang", Yu Yan's body was thrown on the imperial concubine's couch, and the huge weightlessness made Yu Yan open his eyes.

Yan Jinglan, who was sitting in front of the dragon case, asked: "You are right. Jiaojiao has nothing to do with men and women. She just treats me as an elder brother, and is very special to me and kind to me, just because I am her elder brother. In this case, how should I chase her?"

Yu Yan then realized that he was not flying, but was being carried to the Hall of Yangxin while he was asleep!

Hearing Yan Jinglan's words, he became even more angry.

"Yan Jinglan! You can ask me this kind of irrelevant question tomorrow. You don't have to bring me over in the middle of the night to disturb my dreams. Do you know how difficult it is for a person to have a good sleep?"

Yu Yan rushed to Yan Jinglan, argued with him and confronted him.

Sudden……

The skylight was filled with a cool night wind, and Yu Yan's body was trembling.

Then I found myself wearing only a pair of shorts!!

And it's the white one!

Wuxin directly resisted him openly? Didn’t he avoid the eyes and ears of the palace?

Yu Yan could even think of what those people behind him would say.

He turned around, and sure enough, he saw the palace people at the door watching them frequently, not to mention that he was wearing so explicitly!!

It would be strange if you don’t make people think about it!

Because Yan Jinglan has no women around, their relationship has already caused speculation from people outside. Now it’s time to confirm it!

"Damn it! You two do good things! You two don't want reputation, I want to get married, I want my innocence!"

Yu Yan swears for the first time.

In a panic, he hurried to the imperial concubine's couch with the bed sheets.

"Are you talking about a wife Lu Yuwei or Mo Chuyao? Compared with Jiaojiao, your dream counts nothing." Yan Jinglan felt that Yu Yan's words also made sense, because the three of them were too close, the little mermaid misunderstood him.

It will be avoided in the future.

When talking about Mo Chuyao, Yu Yan suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and the anger on his face disappeared in an instant with the naked eye.

A complex layer of emotions shrouded in his eyebrows, and he stood up:

"The Ninth Princess has been sleeping for ten years, as pure as a piece of paper. Since she doesn't understand emotional matters, just teach her little by little."

"When she was in Mo Yuan Kingdom, she had five emperor brothers and a jealous father, so she was naturally not easy to teach. Now she only has a third prince. What else should I do next? Do you still need me to teach you?"

"I have something to ask for your help, too."

Yu Yan walked to the dragon table, and under the night pearl, the blue and black in his eyes became more and more obvious, he was extremely tired, and his voice was a little weak.

"Two days are the Chinese Valentine's Day. The noble girls of Yanjing will hold a banquet. Then you can bring Jiaojiao here."

Yan Jinglan's thoughts were resolved, and his face became more relaxed with a naked eye.

Seeing Yu Yan's thoughts, he picked up a cup of tea and savored it slowly.

"Then I can't promise you, I won't allow any opposite sex to get close to the little mermaid."

Yu Yan's face turned red with anger. This man knew that his purpose was Mo Chuyao, but he pretended to be garlic.

"Let the Ninth Princess go to the banquet and take the Big Princess with you. If the Ninth Princess doesn't go, the Big Princess won't go either."

Yan Jinglan raised his eyes and reminded him seriously.

"Prime Minister Yu, if you like it, you admit it. If you want to see her, go to make an appointment. If you are a man, take the initiative. What does mother-in-law look like?"

Yu Yan answered the question inappropriately: "If it's okay, I'm back."

Without waiting for Yu Yan to speak, he left the imperial study room.

Yu Yan rejected the carriage and guards sent by Yan Jinglan and walked back.

Along the way, the palace people who were watching the night had strange eyes, and Yu Yan found that he came out directly wrapped in bed sheets.

But he didn't care, or he was in the mood to pay attention to this.

As he walked, he came to Fengyue Tower.

Moreover, the gaze that looked up happened to Mo Chuyao's elegant room.

In a vague way, Yu Yan saw her figure through the lights and on the window paper.

At first he thought it was his own hallucination.

I rubbed my eyes and found that it was true.

Mo Chuyao was holding a comb in her hand and combing her hair by the window.

After she was woken up by the incident between Mo Jingxuan and Wen Jinjin, she couldn't fall asleep.

As I combed, I thought of the man who was as gentle as a green bamboo in my memory.

Then, she walked to the window.

Her heart beat suddenly and noticed something. She suddenly reached out to open the window and looked down.

Yu Yan had quickly hid behind a big tree in the yard.

Mo Chuyao pulled her lips and laughed at herself.

"Mo Chuyao, why are you so spineless? What do you think of that big pig's hooves?"

"It's been ten years, he doesn't remember you at all."

It's been ten years, he's almost thirty, so he's definitely a child.

She cursed herself a few more words, then closed the window with red eyes and went back to the room.

Yu Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He was almost seen just now. When he came out from behind the big tree, he saw that the lights in Mo Chuyao's room were out.

Yu Yan walked under the window of the eldest princess and saw a wooden comb lying on the ground.

That comb was just dropped by Mo Chuyao.

He squatted down, picked it up carefully, and wiped it clean with his sleeves regardless of the soil on it. He found a handkerchief to wrap the wooden comb and put it on the waistband of the underwear.

After doing all this, he came to his senses and suddenly smiled bitterly.

Smiling a little desolate.

Yan Jinglan was right, he was just a coward.

In the past ten years, he deliberately did not reply to her letter or passed the message to her.

Even one year, Mo Chuyao came to Yanjing to find him from Mo Yuan Kingdom.

He didn't dare to show up, nor did he dare to face her.

Yuwei is his fiancée who has been married since childhood. She is a good girl. She has been waiting for him for more than ten years, from the time he went to Mo Yuanguo to teach.

He can't let her down.

During the time he was teaching in Mo Yuanguo, he did not pay special attention to Mo Chuyao, but thought that he was a willful, willful and unable to endure hardship.

Later, it was the letter after letter, which lasted for several years, that showed him the persistence and determination of a princess.

He was just shocked at that time, and his impression of the eldest princess changed a little, and it had nothing to do with liking it.

Later, Mo Chuyao actually came to Yanjing to find him alone.

Her figure just walked into his eyes.

He saw her in the rain, and saw her asking her to pass the message, waiting for him.

He obviously refused, but she still went to the inn to stay and asked him every day.

In fact, he had been watching her in the dark. He saw her persistence again and again, and saw her little rebellious side. He obviously refused but still refused.

A month later, she left Yanjing.

On her way back, he followed.

He saw her hardworking and bravely going home alone, and saw her being very straightforward and lively when talking to the common people, and also saw her being patient and serious about her children.

Those were all things he had never noticed before.

In this way, this willful and willful princess he didn't like came into his heart.

He remembers her every frown and smile, and her every move.

Even dreaming when you go to bed at night.
To be continued...
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