Lord, the female supporting characters will marry her

Leng Yan'an shook off Yan Sheng's hand, pain and sorrow surging in his pupils.

"It's not like that, An An, I——"

Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, his heart ached, his lips moved subconsciously twice, and he spoke softly.

"Yan Sheng, no matter what your purpose is in approaching me, from now on you go your way and I go mine, and we have nothing to do with each other."

Leng Yan'an's eyes were slightly red, and she was devastated. In her new life, she was played around by the two brothers Yan Sheng and Yu Qianmo.

Wasn't her past life miserable enough? She actually believed the man's lies again, believing that she would have a future with Yan Sheng. He and Yu Qianmo were both hypocritical people.

"An An, although I have concealed my identity, I have never hurt you. Please don't leave, okay?"

Yan Sheng clenched his fists, and seeing Leng Yanan was about to leave, he quickly grabbed Leng Yanan's arm and said painfully.

Leng Yan'an's eyes were cold, "Don't call me An'an, let go, I don't want to see you, get out, get out."

"I won't let go, An An, don't you know who I am? Can't you feel my affection for you at all?"

The corners of Yan Sheng's eyes turned red, and her gaze dimmed a little. She suddenly pulled Leng Yanan into her arms. Is this how Leng Yanan sees her?

"I don't know. I don't know you at all. I don't even know who you are. Affection? How sincere can you be to me?"

Leng Yanan pushed Yan Sheng away fiercely and slapped Yan Sheng in the face angrily.

Leng Yan'an felt heartbroken. She was not the only woman around Yan Sheng. All the men in the world were unfaithful and cold-hearted.

"Heh, Leng Yan'an, what about you? Why did you accept Yu Zhihan's invitation today? It doesn't seem like you like me that much."

Yan Sheng was a little dazed by the slap. She looked at Leng Yanan with disbelief in her eyes and a hint of sadness between her brows.

"Yu Zhihan is the crown prince, of noble status. If I marry him, I will be the crown princess, the future queen. Who do you think I will choose?"

Leng Yan'an held back her tears. If she hadn't come, she wouldn't have come to the palace and would still be kept in the dark by Yan Sheng.

"You're going to marry Yu Zhihan? What about us?"

Yan Sheng's eyes were full of astonishment, with tears welling up in his eyes. Leng Yan'an, don't you want me anymore?

Leng Yanan felt uncomfortable, but said coldly, "Yes, there is no connection between you and me anymore."

"Dangdang——"

The silver dagger was thrown on the ground and Leng Yan'an turned and left.

Yan Sheng stared blankly at Leng Yanan's departing back, squatted on the ground to pick up the silver dagger, and a tear ran down his face.

Feeling the pain in his heart, Yan Sheng covered his chest with his hands, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly, and a hint of sadness emerged in his eyes.

"Young Master Yan, oh no you are here. The banquet has already started." An eunuch shouted to Yan Sheng.

Yan Sheng put the silver dagger into his arms, adjusted his state, stood up and said lightly, "Okay."

Arriving at the banquet, Yan Sheng subconsciously glanced at Leng Yanan who was sitting with the women.

Leng Yan'an couldn't help feeling sad when she saw Yan Sheng's eyes.

"Master Yan, didn't you go to protect Miss Leng just now? Why did you come back alone?"

Chen Jiang said with some doubt, Miss Leng just came back by herself, and her face looked a little strange.

"Eat your meal and mind your own business." Yan Sheng glanced at Chen Jiang and said slowly.

"Oh, Master Yan, the dancers are starting to dance." Chen Jiang said excitedly.

As the music started, six dancers came in gracefully, swaying their waists, the bells on their waists jingling, and they spread their long sleeves and rotated their delicate bodies.

An enchanting blue-eyed woman danced out from the depths of the human silhouette. Her figure was graceful, her dance moves were ethereal, and her every frown and smile were captivating.

Everyone stared at the dancer on the stage and was mesmerized by her.

Leng Yanan looked at the woman with blue eyes. It was her. She was born with heterochromia and was Gu Ye’s fourth aunt Jiang Xuewu in his previous life.

Everyone applauded and cheered, even Yu Haotian, Yu Zhihan, Yu Qianmo and Yu Yushi were looking at Jiang Xuewu in fascination.

Leng Ruoyun looked at the men around her, watching them with such relish that her saliva was about to flow out, and she felt a little contempt in her heart.

Yan Sheng was not in the mood to appreciate the dance. She silently raised her glass and drank alone.

Jiang Xuewu was lithe, barefoot, with a pearl necklace on her ankle. She moved slowly like a light cloud and spun quickly like a whirlwind. She jumped from the stage to the audience and flirted with everyone.

Jiang Xuewu glanced at Yan Sheng. He was different from others. From the beginning till now, he had not even looked up.

Dancing to the music, Jiang Xuewu picked up the wine jug of one of the officials, swayed her waist and turned around, and came to Yu Qianmo's side.

Yu Qianmo looked at Jiang Xuewu with a smile. Jiang Xuewu turned around charmingly and poured a glass of wine for Yu Qianmo.

Jiang Xuewu danced towards Yan Sheng, who was drinking alone. She deftly turned her wrist and snatched the wine glass from Yan Sheng's hand.

Yan Sheng was slightly stunned and looked up at Jiang Xuewu. It was the blue-eyed dancer. She could just dance, but why did she snatch her wine glass?

"Am I not beautiful? Why do you only drink and not look at me?"

Jiang Xuewu smiled as she put down the wine jug and glass, put her hands on Yan Sheng's shoulders, and whispered in Yan Sheng's ear.

Yan Sheng was not bewitched by Jiang Xuewu at all and silently pushed Jiang Xuewu's hand away.

Jiang Xuewu's beautiful eyes were shining. She turned around, put her arms around Yan Sheng's neck, and sat on her lap.

Everyone immediately looked at Yan Sheng and Jiang Xuewu with envious expressions on their faces.

"Young Master Yan, you are so lucky." Chen Jiang said with a silly smile.

Yan Sheng was startled when he saw the beauty in his arms. He then put his arms around Jiang Xuewu's waist, stood up, turned around, and pushed Jiang Xuewu out without making a sound.

Yan Sheng is now a woman dressed as a man. If she acts too deliberately and directly pushes Jiang Xuewu out of her arms, it may arouse other people's suspicion.

Leng Yan'an looked at Yan Sheng and Jiang Xuewu, and couldn't help feeling sad.

After the dance, everyone applauded.

Jiang Xuewu and the six dancers walked up slowly and saluted Yu Haotian, "Your servants pay their respects to His Majesty the King of Yu."

"Stand up." Yu Haotian waved his hand and said solemnly.

The Western envoy said calmly, "These seven beauties are good at singing and dancing, and are specially presented to Your Majesty."

"Okay, West is thoughtful, reward." Yu Haotian said with a smile.

Several eunuchs and palace maids immediately presented some gold, silver and jewelry to the western envoys.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Western envoy said respectfully.

Yu Haotian looked at the stunningly beautiful Jiang Xuewu. There were already many concubines in the harem, and Leng Ruozhen was just conferred the title yesterday.

Yu Haotian was in a dilemma for a moment. Which minister should he give Jiang Xuewu to?

Yan Sheng looked at Jiang Xuewu's blue eyes and suddenly remembered the plot in the book. Gu Ye had a concubine who had heterochromia and was from Qing country.