She glanced at Dongfang Jin. He was still the current prince, and he was still the living prince!
It's great to see him alive. An Qingran suddenly remembered his mission and said to Dongfang Jin: "Prince, I'm sorry, let go..."
As she said that, she pushed him apart, lifted the corner of her skirt and ran away. She remembered correctly that Dongfang Jin died at the age of 20, so she left a chance for King Kang and helped him get it.
She ran very fast on the throne, but she didn't know what kind of gaze Dongfang Jin cast on her behind her!
I don’t know what kind of conversation he had with Lian Mucheng, nor do I know what changes this collision would have made her life in this life.
Dongfang Jin looked at the figure that disappeared like the wind, looked at Lian Mucheng with a joke in his eyes: "Everyone knows An Qingran, the daughter of the General's Mansion, is a model of a lady, dignified and polite, but he doesn't know what happened to her.
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Lian Mucheng also shook his head: "This is the first time I have seen my cousin like this, maybe there is something urgent!"
Dongfang Jin saw interest in his eyes, and the figure disappeared. He was still looking in that direction, thinking to himself, it turned out that the rumor was rumored, the legitimate daughter of the general's mansion and this lady of the family were not true!
Lian Mucheng pushed him: "Prince, we still have some serious business. I heard that there are new famous actors in the Wanhua Boat outside the city, singing and dancing. There must be a show during the Lantern Festival... By the way, yesterday, Dongzuo
That pony is also interesting, but it is not satisfying to ride..."
Dongfang Jin heard this and even though he was still naive, he smiled a little bit on his face: "Why not hurry?"
Dongfang Jin and Lian Mucheng, the two of them are famously romantic boys in the capital, and they are extremely playboys. However, they are not dog friends. They have painted a colorful pen on each other's life!
An Qingran rushed to Qiufeng Pavilion. The two small building was brightly lit. Two maids at the door were standing guard with lanterns. She was like a gust of wind. They didn't have time to stop her. She had arrived at the door and was about to
When he rushed in, a woman in her forties and fifties came out, looking at her quietly and kindly: "Miss, why are you here?" An Qingran saw that it was her mother's close servant, Madam Hong
, hurriedly pulled her sleeve and said anxiously, "Madam Hong, where is my mother?"
"Why are you so anxious? Your mother had tea splashed on her body just now and went back to her room to change her clothes..." Madam Hong had a smile on her face.
"Tea? Who poured it?"
"Oh, it was the second wife who accidentally touched her!"
"How long have you been away? Forget it..." Before Madam Hong replied, An Qingran turned around and ran away. She was anxious. Is she destined to be unable to help her mother in this life?
Am I late again?
She turned around and asked in a low voice: "Madam Hong, are you in there with your second wife and dad?"
"The second lady called the master out just now, as if she had something to say..." Madam Hong said in confusion.
An Qingran almost fainted. She immediately turned around, gritted her teeth and ran to the east warmhouse desperately. She prayed that God would definitely let herself arrive first!
Even if your mother really does something unbearable, don’t let them catch it!
Dongnuanyuan, the tall sycamore trees are covered with snow, and red lanterns are hanging among the branches, reflecting the snow on the trees, and the gentle light is shining. Looking at everything in front of you, An Qingran's tears are from the corner of his eyes.