An Zhi stood not far away and listened to Song Yulian's piano music intoxicatedly. It was the first time she saw Song Yulian wearing red clothes, with a hint of enchantment in her coldness. Such Song Yulian was like an evildoer, which made her unable to take her eyes away. After finishing the song
, Song Yulian put her slender fingers on the piano, raised her eyes and asked, "Can you play the piano?"
"I just learned a little bit." An Zhi said after coming back to his senses. In order to cultivate her noble temperament, Qingruo invited the first female piano master in Jiangnan to give her lessons. At first, she disliked playing the piano and painting, so she seldom
Play the piano. Song Yulian was slightly surprised and said, "You can play the piano."
"Yes." An Zhi smiled and said, "Although the An family is not as wealthy as the wealthy families in the capital, they still have the ability to hire a piano player for their daughter. His Highness seems to be very surprised that I can play the piano."
"I was really surprised. I thought you were so clueless and reckless as to be reckless." Song Yulian snorted coldly and said, "Who allowed you to be so unruly? Open your mouth and shut up. My, your, your head."
Do you want any more?"
An Zhi quietly stuck out his tongue and made a face at him. Song Yulian reached out and pulled her hard, pulled her to his side and sat down, and said, "Play a song for Gu Gu."
She was not a singer. She could play whatever she wanted. An Zhi smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Your Highness, my servant's piano skills are not good, so I won't bother His Highness's ears."
"It's okay, I'll just call you."
Who would ask you to teach me? The bigger the piano, the more perverted it becomes. Reluctantly, An Zhi put his hand on the piano and gently plucked it, making a pleasant sound. His fingers lightly touched the piano, and the slightly flying sound of the piano gradually eased.
Slowly flowing in the air, Song Yulian looked at herself in surprise
The woman on the side, although her piano skills are a bit unfamiliar, is by no means just a superficial knowledge as she said. Is this girl being modest or hiding something? Is she Su'er? He recently ordered someone to check.
There is no news about the art of disguise so far.
"Bang!" The strings suddenly broke in response. An Zhi frowned slightly in pain. He let out a soft cry and got up quickly, "I didn't mean it, this slave."
Song Yulian's face darkened, and she looked at her hand nervously. There was a cut on the white fingertips, and bright red blood dripped out, "Show it."
"It's okay, Your Highness, it's just a little..." Before An Zhi finished speaking, Song Yulian put An Zhi's hand into his mouth. The warm feeling made An Zhi's heart tremble, and he quickly retracted his hand.
He knelt down and said, "There's nothing serious about this slave. It's just His Highness's piano."
Song Yulian regained her usual coolness and said, "Gu will order people to repair it." His eyes fell on the little woman with her head lowered, and she asked displeasedly, "Are you afraid of Gu?"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is respected by thousands of people, and this servant is not afraid but in awe." An Zhi said, "You have to wear flattery but don't wear it. This Song Yulian is getting more and more difficult to deal with."
"You go down." After hearing her words, Song Yulian's face became even more ugly. He shouldn't have come to cause trouble. He waved his hand and asked An Zhi to retreat. Could it be that she said the wrong thing again? An Zhi thought as he walked, this Song Yulian is really difficult.
After being served, you won't be happy if you flatter him, and you won't be happy if you don't flatter him, you childish devil! Fortunately, she didn't ask him to let An Haohan go, otherwise she wouldn't know how she died.
"Miss An Zhi." Dong Junye stopped her happily, strode up to her, and asked, "Are you coming back from His Highness?"
"That's right." An Zhi nodded and said. This cousin is so cute, "You just came from the princess's place."
Dong Junye nodded and said, "The girl asked me to help yesterday. I have ordered people to put things in the girl's yard." Dong Junye said, Anzhi was in a bad mood yesterday and wanted to eat sour plums from the shop south of Xishui, so he
Please ask Dong Junye to let someone buy it.
"I thanked you first. This is some silver." An Zhi took out a piece of silver from his waist and handed it to Dong Junye. Dong Junye hurriedly refused and said, "It's just a few plums. If you still want it, girl, feel free to ask."
An Zhi was not shy. He put away the money and said with a smile, "Then I'm not polite." It's true that I didn't hurt him in vain when I was young. He turned his eyes and thought about it and said, "Since Mr. Ziying said so, can I beg you?"
Master, please do me one more favor."
Dong Junye was stunned. He didn't expect An Zhi to actually climb up the pole, but he made a promise and couldn't refuse. He smiled helplessly and said, "Miss An Zhi, just ask."
"I want Mr. Ziying to rescue you and me." Since she promised Anwen and Aunt Xue, she would do it, even if it was regarded as repaying the true kindness of Anzhi.
"Who is it?"
"My younger brother An Haohan, my father was dismissed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for violating the laws of the Xuanyue Dynasty and was sent to the Weixin Pagoda, and the rest of the family members were demoted to slave status. Fortunately for me, His Highness the Crown Prince loved me so much that I entered the palace as a female official, but my brother is still young.
, he is a childish and innocent child. He is used to being pampered at home. If he is reduced to a slave, he will definitely not be able to adapt. I promised my father and aunt to keep him safe throughout his life and leave a lasting legacy for the An family, so I boldly asked Master Ziying for help."
"Why don't you ask His Highness for help? His words should carry more weight than mine. If you open your mouth, Your Highness will not shirk." Dong Junye asked puzzledly. Although he was only here for a short time, he heard that during this time
He has read many stories about Miss An Zhi. Ever since the death of Princess Luo'an, I have never seen Song Yulian treat any woman so differently.
"His Royal Highness has many things to do and is busy with state affairs. I am really embarrassed to disturb him with such a small matter." An Zhi said, that pervert would not help her. He has made things difficult for her and ordered her around from the time he entered the palace to now.
Dong Junye saw An Zhi clearly lying but still speaking very frankly, and said with a smile, "Okay, Miss An Zhi, just wait for the good news about me."
An Zhi took out all the money he had and handed it to Dong Junye's hand and said, "If the young master finds him, give him all these things, find someone to take good care of him, and send him back to his hometown so that he can live in peace."
Bar."
"Aren't you going to take him back to the capital with you?"
"No, the capital is not suitable for him." An Zhi said, he is just a grasshopper, so why should he be as rich and noble as Peony in the bustling place of the capital? What's more, she is not a princess now, and she can't protect herself, so what's the point?
Protect him.
An Zhiqu saluted and said, "An Zhi is here to thank the young master from all over the An family."
Dong Junye clenched the things in his hands and said, "Don't worry, Miss An Zhi, I will definitely do it."
There were several low-key and luxurious carriages parked in front of the county lord's mansion. The servants and servants came in and out pretending to be polite. An Zhi and Xuexin put their luggage on the carriage and said to Aunt Xue, "Auntie, you have thought about it.
Do you want to follow me to Beijing?"
"That's natural." Aunt Xue kindly tidied An Zhi's messy hair and said, "My aunt is where you are." The three of them looked at each other and smiled.
Ye Fuxun was supported by Qingying Danzhu and others as he walked out, followed closely by Ji Mianxi. When he saw An Zhi, he snorted arrogantly, and An Zhi shrugged indifferently. Ye Fuxun glanced around and did not see Dong Junye, and asked
, "Why don't you see Ye'er?"
"Back to the princess, the young prince asked you and His Highness to take the first step while he handles some things and will follow later." A young boy said.
"This Ye'er is obviously here to pick up my concubine, but he asked me to leave first, so why is he here?" Faced with Ye Fuxun's complaints, no one dared to talk to him, An Zhi lowered his eyelids and said, "How about that?
Please stay here and wait for the young prince."
"You?" Ye Fuxun looked An Zhi up and down. Ever since Song Yulian brought this little girl into the house, she hadn't seen her often. It seemed that Song Yulian had raised her well and she had become a lot mellower. He glanced at her lightly.
Song Yulian, who had a dark face on the side, looked a bit juvenile now, "Then you can stay and wait for the young prince."
"Aunt, this girl is always reckless, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate to stay here." Song Yulian said, "Why don't we change her to a more attentive maid and wait for Ziying."
"I think An Zhi is a pretty good girl." With a narrow smile in his eyes, Ye Fuxun looked at Song Yulian's jealous expression and joked, "Since His Highness is unwilling to part with her, let's change her."
"Princess Princess..." An Zhiyuan was about to say something. Qingying took over her words with a smile and said, "An Zhi, why don't you help your aunt get on the carriage."
Xuexin cleverly helped An Zhi onto the carriage first. After Aunt Xue got on the carriage, she asked, "Girl, tell me honestly, do you like that Mr. Ziying?"
"Pfft..." An Zhi didn't swallow a mouthful of tea and squirted it out. Xuexin hurriedly picked up a handkerchief and wiped the clothes of An Zhi and Aunt Xue, and said, "Miss, what are you so excited about? Could it be that you really like Mr. Ziying?"
ah."
"What do you like?" An Zhi said, "I was scared. How could I like that little kid Dong Junye? I just regard him as my younger brother."
"Brother? But Mr. Ziying looks older than you, miss." Xuexin said.
"Why is he older than me? He is also my brother. Besides, he is looking for An Haohan for us. We should wait for him, shouldn't we?"
"Auntie, you think too much."
"You don't like Mr. Ziying, then do you like His Highness the Crown Prince?" Aunt Xue asked. An Zhi's expression paused for a moment, then returned to normal, but was still caught by Aunt Xue. She also came from this ignorant age, An Zhi
How could he not know what his little daughter was thinking?
"I... don't like that iceberg." An Zhi picked up a piece of pastry and said unnaturally. Who would like Song Yulian who was getting colder and colder and making things difficult for her at every turn? She still missed the young and arrogant Song Yulian before.
A charming young man, but she can never go back. Aunt Xue looked at An Zhi who was suddenly absent-minded, smiled knowingly, and began to close her eyes to rest.