Chapter 112 The Dream Has Everything

"Why don't you tell me another thing?"

Yin Peng laughed and stood up, looking at him with bright eyes:
"Tell me, what's the relationship between you and that thing on Ye Yayi?"

Ye Yayi, who had been pestering her before, seemed to have disappeared suddenly, and never followed her again.

Shen Yue smiled calmly: "Why does Miss Yin want to know?"

Yin Penghuan didn't play tricks with him anymore, and directly opened the skylight and said:
"Did you go to see him last night?"

Shen Yue didn't speak, Yin Penghuan took it as his acquiescence, and continued:

"I don't understand such an obvious plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Since he lured you out, there is a high probability that it is the ghost market he lured me to. Am I right?"

Shen Yue looked past her, stared at the bushes behind her for a while, and said calmly:
"It's true that you can't hide anything from Miss Yin. I do know him, because I took his life."

"His name is Wei Su, and he is one of the Jinshi in the same year as me."

……

Tonghua Lane.

Emperor Wen Jing gave Shen Yue a mansion in a quiet place near the imperial palace in the east of the city, but he did not move there, but stayed in Tonghua Lane for several days.

The candlesticks were extinguished, the candlelight dimmed, and the moonlight also hid in the clouds, leaving only the ringing of the bells in the street.

He sat in front of the desk, looked at the letter on the desk with one hand on his cheek, and then looked out the window.

He was waiting for someone, but he waited for three full days but he didn't find that person.

The letter clearly stated:

Shen Zhuangyuanlang, congratulations!Let me tell you, you are the first three-yuan and number one scholar in my Song Dynasty. On the day you parade in the street, I will come to you at Xushi and tell you something you don’t know. Then you can’t be angry, you can’t Blame me for keeping it from you.

However, no one came.

He knew that An Qing was hiding many things from her, so he never got angry.

……

Qionglin Banquet.

"Princess, over there is the banquet hall for Jinshi."

Qingxue trotted all the way to keep up with An Qing's pace, and said panting.

An Qing nodded: "Well, I know, I have to return some things, such as this."

She raised her green wrist and waved it in front of Qingxue:
"I can't take it off."

She didn't want to see that liar Shen Yue at first, but for some reason, she couldn't take it off after putting it on. As long as she saw it, she would be shocked, so it's better to break it off completely.

She is not going to be hanged on this crooked neck tree!

Hearing this, Qingxue seemed to have guessed something, so she asked in surprise, "Princess, this could not be given to you by... Shen Zhuangyuan, right?"

An Qing spread her hands and admitted:
"Well, I forgot to tell you, and that Liuli Jiansui."

Qingxue: "..."

Without her knowing, the princess had a secret relationship with a foreigner. The key is that this foreigner is married!

She is too incompetent to be a personal maid!
She was immersed in self-blame and couldn't extricate herself, she followed An Qing step by step and didn't know where to go.

An Qing found a low palace wall, looked around, and saw that there was no one who dared to look inside.

She easily jumped onto the palace wall with a single charge, bowed her head and asked Qingxue:

"Xiaoqing, just wait for me here, I'll be right back."

"Princess, you bring your servant along with you!"

"Too conspicuous."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and jumped in, landing firmly.

She is also dressed like a man now, and it seems very harmonious to mix in with the Jinshi.

An Qing walked around to the Qujiang Pavilion, where many people gathered, reciting poems with the Qushui flowing cup, but there was no sign of Shen Yue.

When she went around, she happened to bump into a slightly drunk Jinshi. The man stared at her for a long time, probably drunk, and said nonsense:

"He's the champion, he's a fart!"

An Qing paused when he heard the words, and then heard him continue:

"Even Princess Anqing can refuse, so arrogant! Are you also...a fellow Jinshi?"

The man asked, pointing at her.

An Qing moved away a little before nodding:

"Yes, brother, you just said that Shen Yue rejected Princess Anqing? Where did you hear that?"

This matter is related to her reputation, it is absolutely impossible for her father to tell anyone, so where did the news come from?
The man staggered, pointed in all directions, almost fell into the ground, but stabilized his body in time and said:
"It's spread everywhere, do you think he doesn't know what's good? Also, what kind of person is Princess Anqing? What kind of person is he..."

Is it spreading everywhere?
An Qing's originally frowning brows became even tighter.

"but--"

The man smirked twice and spoke again.

An Qing asked, "But what?"

"However, it doesn't matter if Princess Anqing doesn't like him, Princess Anqing definitely likes me."

An Qing: "..."

What the hell are you talking about? !

She suppressed the disgust in her heart and asked again: "Could this brother have seen Princess Anqing herself?"

The man waved his hand, his eyes were burning hot:

"Not only have I met, Princess Anqing has already made a private appointment with me for life! I have never seen such a beautiful person as Princess Anqing!"

An Qing: "..."

vomit--

She vomited wildly in her heart, and her face was a little distorted. After a long while, she resisted the chills, and then she pursed her lips and asked:
"Then do you... want to see her now?"

The man opened his eyes: "Think!"

"Okay, then I'll help you see her."

After she said that, she stunned the man with a knife in her hand, and kicked him mercilessly before leaving:
"Dreams have everything, go and see them in your dreams!"

Then her expression gradually became dignified.

Who actually passed it on?

Does the emperor know about this?
After walking for a quarter of an hour, she suddenly bumped into two blushing maidservants, who were whispering something:
"Shen Zhuangyuan looks really good-looking, and he's still so young."

"Well, it's really pretty, but it's not something we can think about. It's serious to do things well. Hurry up and send him the hangover soup."

"Okay, let's hurry up."

Hangover soup?
Could it be that it was sent to Shen Yue?

An Qing silently followed the two maids, and sure enough, they came to a side room. The two maids were about to knock on the door, but An Qing checked their sleeping points, and immediately their bodies went limp, and they fell down one after another.

She caught the bowl of hangover soup in time, supported the two maidservants aside, got up and stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to knock on the door.

"Enter."

A familiar voice sounded from inside the door, but it was a little different from before—the voice was a little more hoarse and low, and not so clear.

Hearing this, An Qing pushed open the door, put the hangover soup on the outside table, and then said in a low voice:

"Shen Zhuangyuan, the hangover soup is here."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps and the sound of the bead curtain shaking. It was Shen Yue who lifted the bead curtain and strode out from the inside!
"you--"

Seeing that it was An Qing, his brows were instantly tinged with joy, and he hurried forward and grabbed An Qing's hand, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next moment.

……

(End of this chapter)

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