Caught off guard, earth-shaking.
In just a moment, Mu Wanyao was pressed down on the mattress, with her wrists pulled to her sides and held down.
Moonlight shines in.
The light was facing away from them. When Yan Shang finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed her down, the light fell a little on Mu Wanyao's face, but couldn't shine on Yan Shang's face.
The atmosphere became ambiguous when she whispered in his ear.
Yan Shang was always calm, but he couldn't help but be teased by Mu Wanyao. The word "Second Brother" destroyed his mind, and his breathing became a little disordered when he pressed her down. For a moment, the tight strings in Yan Shang's brain were broken.
His mind was blank, he had no thoughts.
Yan Shang looked down at the girl beneath him, watching her every frown and smile, graceful and charming.
In his life, he had never seen anyone who could better interpret what "vivid and colorful" meant than Mu Wanyao.
Uncontrolled, her thoughts were in chaos, and she had no idea what she was doing. Lang Shang stared at her straight in the eyes, lowered his head and tilted his nose, about to kiss her moist, fresh, petal-like red lips.
Then at the same time, Yan Shang discovered that Mu Wanyao, who was being held down by him, showed fear in his eyes.
Her body was completely frozen.
There was extreme fear in her eyes, as if she had seen some ferocious beast...Yan Shang was like a bucket of cold water poured over her.
The room was dark, their breathing intertwined, but neither of them moved.
Mu Wanyao couldn't see Yan Shang at first. When he pushed her down, when he grabbed her wrist... the strength of men and women is incomparable. Yan Shang was pushed down by her many times before, but he was just letting her do that.
When Mu Wan struggled and found that she couldn't break free, she suddenly fell into a heart-wrenching fear.
The past comes back to mind.
The powerful, terrifying man, the sexual pleasure that she could not avoid. The beast-like burning eyes of the man staring at her in the darkness, the turbid breath hiding in the dark and the fate that could not be escaped... made Mu Wanyao's whole body stiff.
She was in a trance for a moment and thought she had returned to Wuman.
She was stiff, and even began to tremble uncontrollably... until Yan Shang said softly: "Your Highness."
The light in the eyes of the young princess who was pressed on the bed flickered slightly.
Yan Shang looked down at her and said softly, "Your Highness, don't be afraid, it's me."
It was Yan Shang’s voice.
Mu Wan came back to her senses.
She struggled immediately, but Yanshang followed suit, loosened her wrist, stepped back and sat up. Mu Wanyao also sat up, she covered her heart and looked at the young man leaning against the bedpost.
Some of his hair was still wet and stuck to his face, and his apricot-yellow coat was emitting a soft, warm glow under the moonlight.
He sat there and looked at her.
Mu Wan shook his head awkwardly for a moment and fell silent.
She knew she had screwed up.
He was finally attracted by her and couldn't control himself, and wanted to kiss her... He wanted to kiss her, but she suddenly showed fear, and Yan Shang's heart must have turned cold in an instant.
Mu Wan sat on the bed in a daze, feeling frustrated and confused, and somewhat hating herself for her hurtful reaction.
Why is she afraid?
Is it easy for Yan Shang to be soft-hearted and be seduced by her?
Yan Shang saw Mu Wan sitting there in a daze, shaking her head. As a person like him, he could empathize with other people's feelings the most. Seeing her sitting there in a daze, with her head down and not saying anything, Yan Shang suddenly felt a little pain in his heart. He couldn't bear to see the princess, who was usually so arrogant, sitting here alone in a daze.
So even though he knew he shouldn't, even though he had regained his senses, Yan Shang still leaned over and sat over.
When she was lost in the evening, she smelled the pure and soothing scent of agarwood.
Yan Shang gently put his arm around her back and hugged her gently.
He said gently, "Don't be sad, Your Highness. I won't hurt you.
"Your Highness, you don't have to call me 'Second Brother'. I am a man of promise. Since I have said that I will be your retainer, I will not change my mind easily. Your Highness, don't worry that I am helping you for other purposes. Even if I have other purposes, I will never harm Your Highness.
"Your Highness, could you please trust me for once?"
Mu Wan shook her lips.
She said in her heart that she didn't believe it.
She doesn't believe anyone's promises, especially men's.
But Yan Shang held her and comforted her gently, his hand on her back, and through a thin layer of spring clothes, she was enveloped by his breath.
So she must have really fainted.
Mu Wanyao said softly: "You are a gentleman, a gentleman, you are more trustworthy than my father, and you will never regret it.
"I'm willing to believe you once."
Yan Shang was about to smile when he heard Mu Wanyao's voice become even more desolate: "But if I think you are untrustworthy, I will kill you. If you and I choose a different side, I will kill you.
"If there really comes a day when you and I can each rely on our own abilities, no one will have to hold back on the other."
Yan Shang sighed, seeing how stubborn she was.
He held her in his arms and sat on the bed. After he finished what he needed to say, the atmosphere between them became tense and awkward again...
Yan Shang's arm on Mu Wanyao's back stiffened, and he began to frown, worrying about what to say next. He was always good at guiding the topic, but Mu Wanyao never followed his topic and forced him to follow her... Yan Shang was now a little annoyed when he wanted to guide Mu Wanyao to calm down.
Fortunately, at this moment, a servant's timid voice came from outside the house: "My lord, my lord... the horses have been brought here, you should go out."
Yan Shang and Mu Wanyao in the room both breathed a sigh of relief.
Because no one came to interrupt the strange atmosphere between them, both of them felt at a loss.
The servant outside called out to Yan Erlang, feeling extremely conflicted.
Because Princess Danyang broke in.
As it got dark, the lanterns in the yard gradually lit up.
If the two were talking in the room, why didn't they light a candle? If they didn't light a candle, who knows what would happen if a man and a woman were alone in the same room.
But if something happens between a man and a woman alone in a dark room, and they, the servants, are outside shouting for help, disturbing the people in the room... If Erlang has a good temper, it's fine; but if Princess Danyang is angry, what should they do then?
But if I don’t call anyone, the time for my husband’s appointment will be up.
When the servant was in a dilemma, he heard Yan Erlang's clear and gentle voice in the room: "Okay, I'll go out right away."
The servants breathed a sigh of relief.
In the house, Yan Shang also let go of Mu Wanyao and stood up. He explained to Mu Wanyao again that he had an appointment and had to go out, but seeing Mu Wanyao's look, he suggested that she sit for a while, tidy up her clothes and then go back to the princess's house.
Mu Wan glanced at him and said, "After you leave, I will go out after a while. Wouldn't this just make people misunderstand and think that you and I did something in the room? As a woman, I can't beat you. Do I have to rest before I can go out?"
Yan Shang was slightly surprised.
Obviously didn't expect this.
Mu Wanyao gave him a look of disdain and stood up: "Let's go together."
The two men straightened their clothes and went out. Seeing the two men coming out so quickly, Yan Shang passed by Mu Wanyao and just reminded him. After taking a look at them and seeing the looks of the servants, he suddenly had an expression that was hard to describe.
I thought: So the servants all thought that something must have happened between him and the princess? They were actually relieved that he and the princess came out so quickly?
Mu Wanyao and Yan Shang didn't say anything. The little princess, who had shown a bit of fragility in the room just now, had completely disappeared.
After leaving the backyard and going to the front yard, Mu Wanyao saw a servant leading a horse and holding a lantern, waiting there. She turned her head to look at Yan Shang, surprised: "You are going out on horseback?"
Yan Shang was stunned for a moment, not knowing why she looked so surprised: "...Time is running out, riding a horse is always faster. Is there something wrong?"
Mu Wanyao: "I thought you couldn't carry anything on your shoulders or hands, but I didn't expect you could ride a horse."
Yan Shang: “…”
He said helplessly: "I did not ride well when I first rode in Lingnan, and Your Highness laughed at me. But I practiced afterwards and I am now very good."
Mu Wan shook her head nonchalantly: "Oh."
Looking at her proud profile, Yan Shang was a little dissatisfied. After all, he was just a young man. Even if he wanted to become a saint, he had not really cultivated himself into a saint.
He couldn't help but add, "And it's not like I can't carry anything. I listen to my eldest brother and practice martial arts every morning."
Mu Wan shook his head and sneered.
Yan Shang was furious when he saw her disbelief, but he couldn't prove to her that he was not weak.
Mu Wanyao walked out of his mansion leisurely. In front of the princess's mansion, Fang Tong and others had already returned. When they saw the princess finally come out from the opposite door, with Yan Shang following on horseback, they all felt relieved.
Yan Shang nodded and smiled at them, and everyone immediately smiled politely in return. They thought that seeing Yan Erlang still so gentle and kind, it seemed that Her Royal Highness the Princess did not torture Erlang.
Mu Wanyao saw the uncontrollable smiles on the faces of the people on her side. She knew, of course, that these people were not smiling at her, but at the person behind her.
She snorted, and the servants quickly retracted their expressions. Mu Wan shook her head, stepped on the steps, and looked at Yan Shang who was already riding on a horse in the alley.
Mu Wan shook her head coldly and indifferently: "Yan Shang."
Yan Shang looked towards him.
She said: "If you have any questions about Wuman, just ask me directly. Whatever you ask, I will tell you as long as I know it. I am not as fragile as you think, so that you dare not ask anything. There is nothing in my life that I cannot tell others. As long as you dare to ask, I dare to answer."
Princess Danyang's aura made the servants who came out to see their husbands off admire her.
Fang Tong, Chunhua and others were very calm, knowing that after returning from Wuman, the princess had developed a heart of stone and could endure any small matter.
The princess was not shy about Wu Man's past, but the people around her thought she was shy about it.
Looking down at Mu Wanyao's eyes, Yan Shang smiled slightly: "Yes, I thought too narrowly of His Highness. His Highness is more amazing than I thought."
Mu Wan shook his head and said, "I know you are very capable, and your ability to do things is even better than your ability to study. But what is more important now is the Boxue Hongci exam in October. You should focus on it. If you fail, you will have to waste another year. I don't have time to wait for my retainers year after year."
She showed no mercy in front of so many servants.
The servants felt a little embarrassed for Yan Erlang.
Yan Shang just smiled and said, "Thank you for teaching me, Your Highness."
This is an extremely calm mind.
It makes people admire it again.
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Yan Shang rode a horse to the banquet, but his mood was far from as peaceful as he appeared.
He kept thinking about the frightened expression on Mu Wan's face as she lay on his bed at night.
She looked so scared...as if he was going to force her.
When Yan Shang felt chilled at that instant, she also felt a heart-wrenching hatred towards the person who had hurt her.
A princess shouldn't be bullied by anyone. Yan Shang had always guessed that she had a hard time in Wuman, but he just thought that she was a teenage princess who grew up in Wei and couldn't get used to the barbaric life of foreigners.
However, Mu Wanyao's performance told him...there was more to it than that.
She was somewhat afraid of being oppressed by men.
He just couldn't help but press her on him, and it scared her. How bad was her life in Wuman... that she was afraid of this? She could only play by herself and couldn't let others take the initiative?
The horse's hooves clattered on the bluestone slabs. Yan Shang held the reins in his hands, but he was in a trance.
The arrogant Mu Wanyao, the Mu Wanyao who teased him with a smile, the Mu Wanyao who hugged and embraced him and kissed him when she felt like it... The Mu Wanyao who could act coquettishly and ignore people when she was cruel.
Thousands of evening swayings appeared in Yan Shang’s mind.
He was thinking about her blankly, feeling pity and love in his heart. He couldn't help wanting to get closer to her, but was also angry at her for leaving him alone... She was contradictory and cute, good and bad.
He had a premonition that he couldn't get any closer to Mu Wanyao like this, because she would destroy his peaceful life and mess up his life plans and pace... Yan Shang felt that it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to control the safe balance between the two of them.
This made him upset and confused.
The best way is to retreat to a safe place as much as possible and not get too close to Mu Wanyao.
Yan Shangru said to himself.
When he arrived at the door of his friend's house where he had made an appointment, Yan Shang was still admonishing himself in his heart as he dismounted and handed the reins to the servant who came to meet him.
Someone behind him called out to him happily: "Second Brother Yan, you're here!"
Yan Shang's body suddenly stiffened and he turned around to look behind him.
Seeing that it was his friend, he had been waiting impatiently and went out to greet him personally.
When his friend saw the blank look on Yan Shang's face, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Shang: "...You'd better stop calling me 'Second Brother'."
When he heard someone calling "Second Brother" just now, he really recalled Mu Wan's sweet voice of "Second Brother".
The friend looked at Yan Shang strangely. Yan Shang came to his senses, waved his hands, smiled bitterly and asked the other party not to mind.
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In the next few days, Yan Shang studied diligently in Hongwenguan. He left home early and came back late, trying his best to avoid Mu Wanyao.
I wonder if Mu Wanyao is also avoiding him.
The two hadn't seen each other for several days.
As for Chunhua, after the princess perfunctorily told her that it was okay, she made up her mind to forget about Prince Jin and planned to reconcile with Liu Wenji.
When Liu Wenji received her letter, he went out to look for her while reading. Chunhua arranged to meet him at a wine shop, but Liu Wenji was too anxious and hurriedly rode to the appointment.
Chunhua left the princess's residence worriedly. When she was about to lead her horse out of the alley, she heard Liu Wenji's anxious but joyful voice behind her: "Chun, Chunhua."
Chunhua turned around and saw a handsome young man standing there anxiously, leading a horse. He took a step forward, but stopped because he was afraid that she would retreat.
Chunhua was stunned. She hadn't seen him for a long time.
Liu Wenzhi looked at her with longing eyes, but he just stared at her blankly, not daring to move for a long time.
Chunhua pursed her lips and smiled slowly. She was too shy to be seen like this by the people in the princess's mansion, so she turned her head away and said angrily, "Didn't we have an appointment at the place? Why are you here?"
Liu Wenji stared at her intently and said hesitantly, "Because you haven't seen me for a long time, I was afraid you wouldn't come... I really couldn't help it and wanted to come and see you. I'm sorry."
Chunhua lowered her head: "What is there to apologize for?"
She lowered her eyes and saw her lover take a step forward.
His tone was a little excited: "Chunhua, have you really forgiven me? Are you willing to reconcile with me?"
When Chunhua heard him say "forgiveness", she smiled bitterly in her heart, thinking that she was the one who did something wrong. She nodded casually and perfunctorily, trying to avoid the topic, but Liu Wenji suddenly took a big step forward and let go of the hand holding the horse.
He picked her up in one move.
Chunhua screamed and was lifted off the ground by him. Her face flushed and she patted his shoulder: "Liu Lang, put me down quickly!"
Liu Wenzhi held her tightly and refused to let go. He looked up at the girl who was lifted up high, his eyes shining with star-like light.
He smiled and said, "No! Chunhua, you really forgive me and make peace with me, right? You don't blame me anymore, right? I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Chunhua blushed.
The guards at the gate of the princess's mansion looked over curiously. The servants at the gate of the mansion opposite the princess's mansion also looked over.
Chunhua blushed and patted Liu Wenji's shoulder, but he refused to let her go. He looked up at her with bright eyes, and Chunhua couldn't help but be infected by his emotions.
She couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, put her hands on his shoulders, and looked down at him: "Do you like me so much?"
Liu Wenji said, "Of course. I liked you very much the first time I saw you, but you were too shy and always followed your Highness the Princess, so I couldn't find you even when I wanted to talk to you.
"Chunhua, maybe I have many flaws and I may make many mistakes, but I really like you... I like you very much. When I saw you for the first time, I felt that I would marry you in this life. If I can't be with you, my life will be so boring."
He looked up at her and begged her, "So Chunhua, don't leave me, okay?"
Chunhua smiled, feeling deeply moved, and her face turned even redder because of his straightforwardness.
When she saw him for the first time, she turned around to report to the princess, but she couldn't help but look back at him. When she looked back at him, her heart was moved and she liked the handsome young man. But how lucky she was that Liu Wenji also liked her and took the initiative to talk to her and look for her.
She is extremely lucky.
Chunhua whispered: "Put me down first."
After a while, she suppressed her shyness and whispered, "If you don't betray me, I won't leave you."
Liu Wenji was extremely happy. He pulled Chunhua along, and the two rode out of the alley and went out to play after they made up. Chunhua asked about his academic performance, and he said it was okay, it was all fate.
Seeing that Liu Wenji was in a more open mood than before, Chunhua was happy for him and played with him for the whole day. It goes without saying that lovers would think that even a moment together is too short.
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Mu Wanyao drank a few more glasses of wine. He went out on horseback and came back in a carriage.
She had just left a banquet and was now leaning against the wall of the carriage, falling asleep when she heard Fang Tong whisper outside: "Your Highness, I saw Yan Erlang."
Muwan shook his head in silence.
When Yan Shang saw her in such a mess that night, he almost kissed her... She was in a weird mood, so she didn't want to see him for several days. And she didn't see him, and he didn't come either, which made Mu Wanyao even angrier.
I heard that Fang Tong saw Yan Shang. Under normal circumstances, Mu Wanyao would definitely not bother to pay attention to him and would just let the carriage pass by, preferably so that Yan Shang would see him, but he found that she ignored him.
But maybe she drank two more glasses of wine today, and Mu Wan felt a little dizzy. When she heard Fang Tong mention Yan Er, her heart moved and she opened the curtain of the car.
She saw Yan Shang's tall and slender figure with a servant following him.
He was carrying a box of books with great effort, and his servant was also carrying a box of books.
Mu Wan stretched out his hand and knocked on the outside of the carriage, sneering, "You've only ridden for two days, and now you don't want to ride anymore. What's the matter? Did riding hurt you? Did the horse rub your delicate skin, and you can't ride anymore?"
In the Wei Dynasty, both men and women advocated unrestrained romance, and naturally riding a horse was the favorite way for noble men and women to travel.
Yan Shang was holding the book with difficulty. When he heard the cold and mocking voice, he knew it was Mu Wanyao. He sighed. In fact, he had seen Princess Danyang's carriage just now, but he thought that Mu Wanyao would ignore him just like the previous times.
Who knew she would actually lift the curtain and talk to him.
Yan Shang raised his eyes to look at her, ignoring Mu Wanyao's ridicule, and greeted her good-temperedly.
Mu Wanyao's eyes flickered slightly.
The weather in June was already getting hot, and Yan Shang was sweating a little on his forehead and neck. Sweating would definitely make other men smell bad, but it was different for the beautiful boy.
After the servant beside Yan Shang paid his respects to the princess, he spoke for his husband unconvincedly: "Your Highness, you are wrong. When we came back, my husband saw a family going to the city to do business, and their old horse died on the road. The family was very sad, so our husband gave his horse away.
"Our husband did a good deed, that's why he can't ride a horse!"
Mu Wan shook his eyes and looked at the servant who spoke for Yan Shang.
Yan Shang said softly: "Yun Shu, don't be so presumptuous in front of His Highness."
Mu Wan shook her head and looked back at Yan Shang's face, saying, "I didn't realize you even used a personal servant. Have you paid off the rent you owe me for my house?"
Yan Shang said in a very good temper: "I have already paid it back."
Mu Wanyao wanted to find fault again, but she saw a drop of sweat on his forehead, flowing down his nose and into his lips. She couldn't help but waver, then calmed down and said, "Is it really that hot? Are you going back home? Get in the car, I'll give you a ride."
Yun Shu, who was beside Yan Shang, thought that her husband was so polite that he would refuse again and again, but she didn't expect Yan Shang to refuse. He just said, "Then trouble your highness."
Mu Wan shook her eyes with joy and happily asked someone to stop the car. She opened the door herself and pulled Yan Shang in.
Yan Shang did not refuse, because he knew that Mu Wanyao did not like being rejected. The more he refused, the angrier she would get, and she would force him. Since he would always be forced, he might as well obey her from the beginning.
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After getting in the car, Mu Wanyao enthusiastically pushed the ice flakes under the cage towards Yan Shang, and took out a handkerchief for him to wipe his sweat.
She sat at the desk with her chin in her hand, her posture casual, her clear eyes dark, quietly admiring the way he wiped his sweat. She was bright and cold, and she stared at him for a long time.
Yan Shang's neck turned slightly red and he turned his face away to avoid her gaze.
The two had nothing to say.
After a while, Yan Shang reluctantly found a topic: "Where did His Highness come back from?"
Mu Wanyao said lazily: "Don't bother with such polite words. Anyway, I won't have a good impression of you if you say a few more words."
Yan Shang said softly: "People don't talk to each other just to make a good impression. Can't I just care about His Highness?"
He looked at her with a hint of reproach.
Unconsciously, under his gaze, Mu Wanyao felt that it was not good for her to be so casual. She coughed dryly, sat up straighter, and answered his question honestly: "I don't have anything to do. By the way, I will host a banquet for the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue in the next two days. Since you are my man, you should come to my house and meet them all so that we can take care of each other in the future."
Yan Shang nodded.
But he said, "I am not your Highness's man."
Mu Wan shook his head and laughed, saying, "It's up to you."
After chatting for a while, the strange atmosphere between the two of them faded a little, and they were able to chat freely. However, they both tried their best to control the degree and not move the topic to an uncontrollable direction.
The carriage arrived at the entrance of the alley and stopped, but the people outside didn't call on them to get off for a long time.
After a while, Yun Shu, the servant of Yan Shang, was stunned: "Er Lang, there are so many people in front of our house."
Yan Shang laughed: "How could it be that they are looking for me? It should be that someone is looking for His Highness."
Mu Wanyao also felt so. It was possible that her princess mansion was crowded with people, but how could anyone possibly look for Yan Shang, who was still waiting for an appointment at the Hongwen Academy?
Yunshu stammered outside: "No, no... My dear, you will understand after you read it."
Pushing open the car door, Mu Wanyao and Yan Shang looked inside curiously.
Seeing that the front of the mansion was full of goods, a pretty lady stood in front of the mansion, her voice was like an oriole, directing the servants to move things into Yan Shang's mansion. The princess looked curiously for a long time, and the servants in Yan Shang's mansion were directed by the lady to help move things.
Everyone was confused.
When the lady heard the noise coming from the carriage, she turned around immediately.
The color is like a spring morning, full of spiritual energy.
When she saw Mu Wanyao and Yan Shang sitting in the car, she was surprised at first, greeted Mu Wanyao perfunctorily, and then waved to Yan Shang with great joy.
When she was talking to Yan Shang, her face blushed unconsciously: "Erlang, you're back. I heard that you moved. Really, why didn't you tell me? I came to celebrate your move."
Mu Wanyao knew this lady.
Because she is the cousin of Yang Sanlang Yang Si, the fifth daughter of the Zhao family, and Concubine Zhao Lingfei.
Concubine Zhao Ling stared at Yan Shang with a shy yet bold look. Everyone knew what she meant.
Yan Shang, who was sitting in the carriage, suddenly became stiff all over.
Mu Wanyao's eyes turned to him, and she grabbed his hand: "What's going on?"
Yan Shang looked at her.
No longer calm, he stammered, "I, I don't know either."
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