After leaving Xie's house, Yan Cheng wanted to go to Yan's house to have a meal, which was an indispensable itinerary every time he left the palace.
There are so many chefs in the Yan Mansion, and the food they cook suits his taste.
He couldn’t eat those delicacies in the palace before, so when he moved to Prince Yong’s Mansion, he would definitely bring some chefs from Yan Mansion.
Yan Cheng, sitting in the carriage, was thinking about which chefs to bring to the Yan Mansion later. A gust of wind blew up the curtains of the carriage, and Yan Cheng just smelled the aroma of sugar-roasted chestnuts.
I pulled aside the curtains and looked outside, and sure enough, I saw a stall selling sugar-roasted chestnuts.
It was the same restaurant we went to a few days ago. Their sugar-roasted chestnuts received high praise from both Yan Cheng and Leng Yan.
I'm craving sugar-roasted chestnuts again.
Just as he was thinking this, the carriage stopped and Leng Yan, who had been walking outside, pulled aside the curtain and asked, "Would you like some sugar-roasted chestnuts?"
"want!"
Seeing Yan Cheng nod, Leng Yan walked back without saying a word and ran to buy sugar-roasted chestnuts.
The stall happened to be out of sugar-roasted chestnuts, so Leng Yan had to wait a while if he wanted to buy any. So he waited there.
On Yan Cheng's side, Leng Yan had just left when there was a commotion in front of the carriage for some reason, and the voices suddenly became several times louder.
Yan Cheng listened and thought someone seemed to be sick. He pulled aside the curtain and looked forward. He saw someone supporting a coughing man towards the carriage.
The man lowered his head. Yan Cheng couldn't see his face, but he could tell that he was very tall, but thinner than an ordinary man, and seemed to be in poor health.
The man's clothes were made of fine material, and the embroidery on them was also very delicate, not like those from an ordinary family.
Noticing that they were getting closer and closer to the carriage, and then communicating with the guards in ordinary clothes, Yan Cheng roughly knew what they were going to do.
The man looked very uncomfortable. There were many people on the street and the patient needed treatment as soon as possible. They probably wanted to borrow a carriage.
After listening for a few times and confirming that his guess was correct, Yan Cheng got off the carriage.
Occasionally he is still willing to do good things.
"I've heard you want to borrow my carriage. I agree. I'll let my guards escort you back, and they'll send the carriage back later."
After getting off the carriage, Yan Cheng walked a few steps over there, stopped, and spoke first without waiting for those people to speak.
Since he needed to borrow a carriage anyway, he might as well be proactive and speak nicely so that others would remember his kindness.
"Ahem, thank you very much, I am..."
The man who was being supported and looked like the leader coughed from time to time and seemed to be in poor health.
He thanked me and wanted to introduce himself to prove that he was not a liar.
Yan Cheng didn't want to listen any further. He just stared blankly at the man's raised head and revealed face.
If this pale face were darker in color, had more flesh, had colder eyes, and had a scar on its eyebrow, it would be a face Yan Cheng was very familiar with.
Nan Rongxu.
This name suddenly popped up in Yan Cheng's mind.
The man in front of me is Nan Rongxu.
He won't admit his mistake.
Tang Xilu was wrong. He would meet Nan Rongxu before the next palace banquet.
Tang Xilu was right about one thing, he was indeed very interested in Nan Rongxu.
To be more precise, what he cared about was Leng Yan's identity and whether he would stay or go.
"...Nan Rongxu, I live in..."
Yan Cheng looked at the man in front of him, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat and who insisted on speaking even though he couldn't even stand steadily. He thought to himself, there was no need to explain, he knew who he was.
This was the first time Yan Cheng met Nan Rongxu.
To be honest, Nan Rongxu was much weaker than he had imagined.
Look at how sick he looks, coughing and sweating, how come he looks like he has a cold?
You suddenly caught a cold in broad daylight?
Your body is too weak!
In this respect, he is completely different from Leng Yan. Leng Yan is very strong and would definitely not catch a cold in broad daylight.
Yan Cheng unconsciously compared Nan Rongxu and Leng Yan, probably because he subconsciously felt that there was some kind of inexplicable relationship between the two.
They had already agreed to borrow the carriage, and Yan Cheng would not go back on his word. He stepped aside and watched the man dressed as a guard help Nan Rongxu towards the carriage.
He noticed that Nan Rongxu looked at him with a strange look, as if curious and probing, and pinched his sleeve with his fingers.
Nan Rongxu seemed to know him?
Have you seen him somewhere?
Or who made Nan Rongxu remember him?
When they passed by each other, Yan Cheng's meaningful gaze caught Nan Rongxu's eyes.
Nan Rongxu paused and looked closely at the stunning young man.
"A Cheng?"
Leng Yan bought some sugar-roasted chestnuts and found something wrong. Yan Cheng actually got off the carriage while he was away.
Because of the angle and the carriage blocking his view, he could only see someone who seemed to be talking to Yan Cheng, but he couldn't see the person's full face.
Only when he walked behind Yan Cheng did he see the man's full appearance, and the frequency of his blinking unconsciously became faster.
Those who knew him well would know that he was in a daze and a little surprised at the moment.
Yan Cheng turned around when he heard the sound and understood Leng Yan's sudden shock very well, because he was the same way just now.
Nan Rongxu and Leng Yan are so similar.
Of course, there is definitely no resemblance between Yan Cheng and the Seventh Prince.
People who are not familiar with Leng Yan cannot notice his little emotional changes. They just think that he is a very cold person who exudes coldness all the time.
For example, passers-by, Nan Rongxu and the people around him.
Nan Rongxu is not leaving.
He stared at Leng Yan as he calmly pushed the stunning young man behind him, as if he didn't like the young man having contact with him.
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