Jiang Fan watched with a smile and couldn't help but admire: "Meng Fairy is known as the most beautiful woman in the world. Her every move is really fascinating."

Meng Chanjuan said with some resentment: "It's a pity that the prince turned him away that day..."

Even though she was wearing a veil, her soft voice and resentful eyes made Jiang Fan's heart beat twice quickly.

This damn charm...

"You can't blame me. There was something inconvenient at that time..."

Meng Chanjuan's hands were very fair and slender, and looked very soft. She gently supported her chin with this charming little hand: "People know that your wife is here..."

Jiang Fan really couldn't stand this glaring, enchanting look in his eyes. And he seemed to have no pretense, it was natural.

No wonder she is called the most beautiful in the world without showing her face, which makes countless men miss her and keep her awake at night.

"Haha...it was a fake mandarin duck, he was...acting at that time."

"Oh?" Meng Chanjuan's beautiful eyes lit up: "Is what the prince said true?"

Jiang Fan looked at her curiously: "Why does the girl care about this?"

Mengchanjuan smiled: "I'm curious, the young master took his family to visit the brothel, but it has been spread in Paradise City for a long time, and people still talk about it to this day."

Jiang Fan laughed: "It made Fairy Meng laugh."

Meng Chanjuan shook her head and said: "Two words shock the heavens, one word shocks the waves, and one poem tops the Longjiang River. People say that there are ten literary circles in ancient times, and the young master alone dominates eight of them. Who can make fun of him? The young master is too self-effacing."

Her voice was gentle and soft, and she praised others. Her clear eyes and admiring expression made people feel extremely sincere, and Jiang Fan felt moved.

Suddenly, I was shocked: What's wrong? Meng Chanjuan is not an ordinary person.

Meng Chanjuan saw his eyes become confused for a moment before returning to normal, and she couldn't help but be secretly surprised: He was so calm.

"Originally, Chanjuan wanted to search the world and reunite with the young master, but..." she said in a very sad voice: "I never thought that the young master would already be the king of Qin, the first person under the empress. Chanjuan felt sad in her heart because she had no chance to reach such a high level.

…”

Jiang Fan smiled faintly: "Gao Pan? Who in the world can let Meng Fairy call her Gao Pan? Not even the prince of Great Tuesday, the prince of Great Xia, and of course the de facto prince, dare not say this."

Mengchanjuan looked at him blankly: "Master... you are unhappy.

?”

Jiang Fan was stunned, then laughed loudly: "To put it bluntly, Fairy Meng is overthinking."

Meng Chanjuan patted her chest with her hands and sighed softly: "Chanjuan thought that the prince didn't like the young lady to see other guests..."

Her words really make ordinary people or extraordinary people feel itchy. Jiang Fan quickly shook his head: "Xia, Zhou and Zhou are both good and bad. I just use them to praise the girl, so don't think too much."

"But not as good as the young master." Meng Chanjuan stared at Jiang Fan with eyes like autumn water: "The status is equally noble, but the talent and learning are beyond compare."

The look in her eyes makes people dare not look at her at all. If you look at her for a little while, you will easily be unable to move your eyes away. If you look at her for a while, you will fall deeply into the clear but bottomless autumn wave.

A natural beauty, the best in the world.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but admire secretly.

No wonder she has only met five people with their true faces in her life, and she has been rated as the most beautiful in the world.

The elegant and alluring smell of her body, the flowing charm of her eyes, the peerless graceful figure, the skin like mutton-fat white jade, the charm of every frown, and the grace of every move are unparalleled in the world.

Jiang Fan firmly believed that if he had not been prepared in advance, he would not be any better than others when they first met this person.

"What you say makes the second prince who is a monk feel so embarrassed." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

Meng Chanjuan said leisurely: "Young Master once said in Jinyu Tower that being passionate is always more painful than being ruthless. The second prince is a passionate lover, but now that he is ruthless, he will no longer be miserable..."

"It's just that I heard that Jiang Luo has not given up yet. He is determined to win the girl."

"That may not be the case with Jiang Luo. He married into a wealthy family and gave birth to an heir. Even if he likes Chanjuan, he just wants me to be a little man who likes beauties."

"Oh? The girl only saw five people when she debuted. I don't know the other three, but I do know one who has never forgotten the girl..."

Meng Chanjuan said calmly: "Young Master said that, is it Nangong Xin?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "What about this person?"

"He's just a dandy. He's used to getting the wind and rain. He wants it even more when he can't get it."

"The girl sees clearly." Jiang Fan showed a look of inquiry: "So...how does the girl see this young master?"

Meng Chanjuan looked at him deeply: "... Young Master, Chanjuan thought that

She is a graceful beauty who plays the world with ease, but now, she doesn’t understand many things..."

Jiang Fan tapped his fingers on the table: "Since when?"

"Probably from Quetai, but what really baffles the little girl is what Young Master just said, Nangong Xin."

Jiang Fan said: "It seems that you have met Nangong."

Meng Chanjuan looked at Jiang Fan deeply: "Chanjuan didn't want to see Mr. Nangong at first, but she spent a lot of money just to give Chanjuan a handwritten letter."

"Presumably after seeing this letter, the girl decided to meet this infatuated young man who has been stalking him for many years?"

Meng Chanjuan said: "Master Nangong just drank a glass of wine and asked three questions through the gauze curtain..."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "Miss, do you still remember?"

Meng Chanjuan said slowly: "First sentence: Does Miss Meng know why she changed her name to Chanjuan?"

"Then does the girl know?"

Meng Chanjuan said: "Chanjuan was an orphan from the war and was adopted by the city lord. Her real name is Meng Liuli. The city lord once said that one person said that Liuli is not good and not expensive. Since it is in Mingyue Tower, let's change it to Chanjuan... so... Chanjuan got her name.

."

Her eyes were a little strange at this time, but Jiang Fan didn't seem to notice: "What about the second sentence?"

"The second sentence..." Meng Chanjuan said: "Nangong Yan, do you know why the city lord decided to ask the girl to ask for words?"

Jiang Fan said: "What do you think, girl?"

Meng Chanjuan said: "Young Master's poetry is unparalleled in the world, but Chanjuan thinks that the city lord just wants Chanjuan to meet you... and that... madam..."

Jiang Fan's expression remained as usual: "Dare you ask the third question?"

Meng Chanjuan's eyes became more profound, "In the third sentence, Nangong asked... what are your thoughts on raising so many orphans?"

"Girl...how did you answer?"

Meng Chanjuan was silent for a moment: "This time, he didn't ask me to answer. He said the answer himself... Dead soldiers and private soldiers are all good young people..."

Jiang Fan stared at her: "Isn't it?"

Meng Chanjuan's body trembled slightly, her teeth bit her lower lip lightly, but she did not answer.

Jiang Fan shook his head: "As the second candidate, he is not as good as the third candidate."

Meng Chanjuan stood up slowly, her clear water eyes gradually showing a light of shock mixed with realization, mixed with helplessness and sadness.
Chapter completed!