"Lady An." Wei Jian suddenly spoke, lowering his head. "This is the newlywed wife of the Prime Minister. She accompanied him to the palace for a banquet today. She..."
Before she could finish her words, Concubine An uttered a sound of "Oh!" and said in a gentle tone, "I know."
She walked slowly to Sang Luan and said, "You are the eldest daughter of Minister Sang, right? I know you."
The threat in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, and my mood also improved a lot.
She thought that this woman was another seductress presented to the emperor by some minister.
"I don't think Miss Sang is in a hurry." Concubine An let out a long breath, and walked around Sang Luan gracefully, twisting her slender waist. "The maids around me are useless. They don't have much strength in their hands. The fanning of this woman is making me more and more irritated."
She paused, then glanced at Sang Luan nonchalantly, "They all keep calling me noble, and I don't have much to say to them. Anyway, I've heard that you and Sister Sang are destined to be together. Why don't you talk to me and go to the banquet with me later?"
"You can leave first." An Guiren waved to Wei Jian and others again.
Wei Jian's eyes were slightly deep, he did not move, and there was a lot of hesitation in his eyes.
Concubine An scoffed, a hint of dissatisfaction already on her face. "Why, Master Wei, are you afraid that Miss Sang will be wronged in my presence?"
Sang Luan lowered her head slightly and whispered, "The safety of His Majesty is of paramount importance. You go first, I will be there soon."
After saying this, without much hesitation, Wei Jian clasped his hands together and bowed to Lady An, saying respectfully, "Then I will not disturb you any longer."
Immediately, he stepped away.
Concubine An calmly winked at the maid beside her. The maid immediately understood and stuffed the round fan in her hand into Sang Luan's hand, "Then I'll trouble you, young lady."
Sang Luan had just lowered her eyes to glance at the round fan in her hand when she caught a glimpse of a light yellow figure walking quickly forward. The palace maid beside her kindly reminded her, "Your Excellency walks faster than the other concubines, and she is afraid of the heat. Young lady, you must hurry and keep up."
Then, several people followed quickly with their heads lowered.
Based on her experience of watching so many palace fighting dramas with Ningning, it was obvious that she was being deliberately targeted.
She waved her fan. "But... is that all?"
Immediately, a bright smile appeared on his face and he followed closely.
If the person in front of her is slow, she will slow down too. If the person in front of her is fast, she will speed up too.
Sang Luan followed Concubine An closely, waving the round fan in her hand slightly.
There was a faint smile in her eyes. This Noble An was deliberately running fast and slow, so that she would bump into him if she wasn't careful. Then he could use the excuse of not knowing the rules to embarrass her.
When she was in school, she won numerous awards in departmental and school competitions, and was a top player in the school.
After graduation, he jogged for two hours every day with Meng Youning.
She can be seen in various marathon competitions.
When she runs, she can easily run 30 kilometers. Others need three hours or even more time, but she can finish it in just two hours. Her endurance and control over speed have been trained long ago.
Lady An wanted to use this to cause trouble for her, but she must have made a wrong calculation.
Until after a cup of tea.
As Concubine An walked quickly, she observed Sang Luan's expression out of the corner of her eye.
No matter how fast or slow she walked, Sang Luan could control her speed perfectly, and the round fan was always only two fingers away from her.
An Guiren narrowed her eyes slightly and suddenly stopped. Her face was full of dissatisfaction. She muttered softly, "I'm tired."
As soon as she finished speaking, the palace maid closest to Concubine An trotted forward, lowered her eyebrows, supported herself with her hands, half-lay on the ground, and straightened her back.
Sang Luan's pupils widened slightly. Is there such a thing?
The next moment, Concubine An sat on it without hesitation.
"If I remember correctly," Noble An glanced at Sang Luan nonchalantly, raised her orchid finger to her eyes, and gently stroked her newly finished long nails. "Your name is Sang Luan, right?"
"Yes." Sang Luan smiled slightly and responded immediately.
I don’t know whether Wei Jian has arrived at the Imperial Household Department and whether he has successfully captured the assassin.
She narrowed her eyes, hiding the thoughts in them.
"You're quite clever," Noble Lady An said slowly. "Unlike them, you always bump into me. A few times, you even broke my new armor."
Lady An kept chattering and wanted to continue talking, but Sang Luan no longer had the patience to deal with her.
She frowned slightly, took a deep breath, lowered her eyes to look at Concubine An, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and was about to speak.
The next moment, a clear and familiar voice rang out.
"You're such a good fellow, Sang Luan." Meng Youning approached from a distance with a haughty air, her eyes filled with arrogance. "I was wondering why you weren't at the banquet. So you're hiding out here?"
She snorted coldly, "Don't think I'll let you go easily just because you hide here."
Her gaze suddenly fell on Noble An, standing beside her, and she paused. "You must be Noble An, right? You Ning greets you. When we were in the palace, even the Crown Prince said that the Emperor's most beloved person is you, Noble An."
She looked at Concubine An with a smile.
Lady An slowly stood up straight, and as she listened to the other person's words, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She raised her hand to cover the corner of her mouth and chuckled softly, "The Crown Prince's Consort is serious, but His Majesty is just being a little more accommodating to me."
Having said that, the pride in her eyes seemed to be about to overflow in the next moment.
"You!" Meng Youning turned around abruptly, staring at Sang Luan fiercely, pointing a finger at her, "It seems like you didn't remember a single word I said to you before."
She waved her hand impatiently at Sang Luan, "Get out of here quickly."
"How dare you!" Mu Xiang glared and roared, "You don't even show respect when you see the Crown Prince's Consort?"
Sang Luan suddenly straightened up, clasped her hands together, and looked at me with a stern look. "You are so bold! You asked me to pay my respects to her, Meng Youning. Wait for the next life."
She clenched her hands into half fists, rubbed them together, and looked at Meng Youning with a smile, "I think you have forgotten the feeling of being beaten last time?"
"How can I allow you to be so presumptuous in front of the noble?" Sang Luan said with disdain, "The noble can send you plummeting from heaven to hell with just one finger. Your title as the Crown Prince's Consort is not worthy of his respect at all."
Sang Luan and Meng Youning stood face to face, slowly turning around. Sang Luan even rolled up her sleeves, and it seemed that a fight was about to break out.
Both of them stared at each other with a stern look, neither of them giving in.
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