"My sachet!"
Ye An exclaimed, and at the same time discovered that the other embroidered bags hanging nearby had also disappeared.
Under the marriage tree, a group of people dressed as servants appeared, each holding a broom in their hands and sweeping the ground, as if they were cleaning the ground. A leader shouted loudly: "Clean it all up, how dare you hang these messy things in front of the young master?"
Ye An looked carefully and found that the things that were casually swept into piles by these people were the embroidered bags that had been hung on the trees. Some of them looked familiar to him. It turned out that while he and Mu Ci were concentrating on dealing with the wretched man, a young nobleman with a large following came down from the marriage tree. This young man also wanted to pray, but he thought there were too many sachets hanging on the tree, so he asked his men who were traveling with him to take a broom and pull down all the sachets on the branches. No one knew where this young man came from, and he was so arrogant, but the people dared not say anything.
Ye An looked around but couldn't find his embroidered bag. He looked around and saw that there were quite a few of them floating in the river under the bridge. He immediately became furious. What young master? I am the emperor!
Ye An rushed to the young master and asked loudly, "Why do you want to take off someone else's embroidered bag?"
This young man was also a stunning man with outstanding looks, a pair of pure and beautiful eyes, an almost sickly pale complexion, thin lips that were oddly red, holding a folding gold paper fan in his hand, dressed in elegant scholar's clothes, looking a bit like a fairy who had incarnated as a scholar, skillfully blending seven parts of handsomeness with three parts of charm.
However, no matter how good-looking she is, it is of no use. Ye An has witnessed this person's despicable behavior and determined that she is a femme fatale. He is filled with only contempt.
The young master waved his paper fan in a disdainful manner and said, "Where did you come from, you little brat? Didn't you see that I want to pray?"
The servant immediately presented a palm-sized embroidered bag with dragons and phoenixes in a flattering manner. Ye An had good eyesight and was not too close, but he could still see that the embroidered bag was even more exaggerated than the clothes he was wearing today, and it was likely to be buried under the jewels.
The servant flattered in public: "This embroidered bag of our young master was embroidered by the best embroidery workshop in the imperial city with gold and silver threads. The fabric used is the most valuable brocade, and the pearls embellished are made from the tears of mermaids..."
The young master said impatiently: "No need to say more, just hang up."
One of the servants agreed, climbed up the marriage tree swiftly, and hung it in the most conspicuous place. The others all knelt down, put their palms together, and prayed to the sky: "May the emperor and the young master be in love and live happily together forever."
The young man waved his fan and smiled.
Ye An: “…”
Ye An thought to himself: Where did this enchanting young man come from? How is he related to me? There is no such person in the palace!
"Who are you?" Ye An looked at the man.
The young master was too lazy to pay attention to a strange boy. A servant had already rushed to scold him: "You are so blind that you don't even recognize our young master. How did you survive in the imperial city? Our young master is the younger brother of the current emperor's most beloved concubine Su. This year, he will be selected to enter the palace to become a concubine!"
After saying almost everything, the young master said in a lazy tone: "Shut up, and don't bring up the name of the Imperial Concubine casually."
It turned out that this young man was from Su Qinghuai's Su family... Ye An sneered. How come he had never heard of Young Master Su who was participating in the selection to become a royal concubine?
Because of his original body, although he no longer had any affection for the deceased Imperial Noble Consort, at least he respected her very much. When the Su family, whose whole family became prosperous because of one person's success, messed things up like this, he couldn't help but think angrily that the Empress Dowager's reluctance to let the original body promote the Su family was not completely unreasonable.
Ye An said in a deep voice: "Everyone is here to pray, why should everyone else make room for you?"
The people around Master Su widened their eyes and were about to teach him a lesson. Beside Ye An, Mu Ci stretched out his arm like lightning, blocking Ye An in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "You are right, who dares to touch him!"
A cold light flashed in Master Su's eyes. A servant had already recognized Mu Ci and whispered in Master Su's ear. Master Su smiled and said, "No wonder you are so arrogant. Is he from Master Mu's family? Since you are all children of aristocratic families, I will reluctantly give you an explanation. Why? Because I am praying for the emperor! How can other common people compare with the emperor?"
Ye An was not a person who liked to fight back. He could not stand Master Su's behavior and curled his lips and said, "But you haven't even entered the palace yet, and you don't even have the lowest rank. How dare you pray in the name of the emperor and be so sure that you can become a concubine? Do you mean that you can be the emperor's master?"
Young Master Su's expression changed: "My elder brother is the Imperial Consort, it's easy for him to get a position, needless to say!"
Ye An said sympathetically, "Hey, don't you know? After Imperial Noble Consort Su passed away, the Emperor lost his memory due to illness and no longer remembers him."
Master Su lost his composure. The servants looked at their master's expression and continued to support him, saying, "So what if he doesn't remember? Our Master looks alike to Imperial Concubine Su. I guarantee that the Emperor will fall in love with him at first sight."
No wonder Mr. Su was so confident, it turned out he wanted to play a stand-in trick with him! Ye An took another careful look at Master Su's appearance and came to the conclusion that he was calm. He glanced at Mu Ci who was protecting him, and his heart was still pounding.
Ye An was relieved and said loudly: "Master Su, everyone in this world is different. No matter how much someone looks like you, he is not your brother. And even if the emperor really marries you for this reason, he likes your brother after all. In his eyes, you are just someone else. Why should you be proud of it?"
Young Master Su was so angry that he was shaking all over and shouted, "Shut up! Who told you to say that?"
Ye An wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly stopped, covered his chest and squatted down. He suddenly felt waves of cramps in his heart, which made him unable to speak for a while and he broke out in a cold sweat.
Along with the sharp pain, a tide of sadness surged in his heart, and he couldn't control his urge to cry.
Mu Ci noticed his abnormality and supported him and asked anxiously: "Xiao An, what's wrong with you?"
Ye An shook his head slowly. Strangely enough, the pain was getting worse and worse, but after Mu Ci screamed, the pain immediately eased a lot and he didn't feel like crying anymore. Ye An knew very well that there was nothing wrong with his heart, but the sudden heartache and the sadness that came with it...
He suddenly remembered that he had a similar feeling when he first came here. This... is this his original body?
Is the original self that he had desperately hoped to return to still in this body?
But no matter what he did before, the original body did not react at all. Just now, he just... talked about Su Fei and Master Su. The original body definitely did not do it because of Master Su. As for Su Fei, it was not the first time he mentioned it...
Could it be that he accidentally revealed from the perspective of an observer that the emperor ultimately liked Noble Consort Su?
The original body...if it is really still there, what exactly does it want to express to him?
"Xiao An, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Ci called him again.
"…I'm fine, don't worry, Brother Mu."
After a while, Ye An no longer felt any pain. He came to his senses and found himself leaning softly on Mu Ci. Brother Mu cared so much about him that Ye An felt happy and all the sadness that had just come to him was gone. He didn't want to care about Mr. Su anymore.
It is a recognized fact that the Queen Mother dislikes Concubine Su. If this Young Master Su really wants to get to the throne through the selection, it will be extremely difficult. Ye An himself only wants Mu Ci to enter the palace, and he will not risk angering the Queen Mother by asking for anything from Young Master Su.
Why bother with a person who is destined to fail? It's a pity that the embroidered bag can't be found.
Ye An ignored Master Su's shouting, pulled Mu Ci's sleeve and said softly, "Brother Mu, let's go."
A wish is a kind of feeling. It is good to have it, but even if you don’t have it, it will not change your feelings.
Mu Ci nodded and helped him up again. Ye An bravely said, "Brother Mu, I, I can't move my feet."
She blushes even when looking at someone, and tries to take advantage of them in the blink of an eye. If my sister knew about this, she would definitely slam the table and shout, "Your Majesty, is your sense of shame dispensable?"
Mu Ci didn't notice anything. Ye An thought Mu Ci was going to give him an embarrassing princess hug, but Mu Ci ended up carrying him on his back.
Young Master Su on the side was so angry that he jumped up and down, but Mu Ci ignored him with Ye An on his back. When Young Master Su's servants chased after him, Mu Ci turned around, raised his eyebrows meaningfully, and put his hand on the hilt of the sword.
Young Master Su was so angry that he said without thinking: "How dare you ignore the Su family!"
Mu Ci said indifferently: "So what if I don't take it seriously?"
After saying that, he swung his sword and cut the dragon and phoenix embroidered bag that occupied the entire marriage tree neatly into two pieces. Master Su and the servants were all stunned. The people who were watching under the marriage tree were all silent for a moment, and then burst into warm cheers at the same time.
Mr. Su’s wish also disappeared.
"Brother Mu is really amazing!" Ye An praised sincerely, "Look at Master Su, whose eyes are growing to the top of his head. He is so scared that he dares not speak!"
Mu Ci coughed lightly: "Ignore him and leave."
Mu Ci was tall and had long legs, and he quickly left Young Master Su and his men behind. Ye An initially leaned on the broad back, not knowing where to put his hands and feet. But when he thought that the person carrying him was Brother Mu, his tenderness and affection could not help but overflow.
He took a deep breath and obediently pressed his red face against Mu Ci's back. As expected, it was full of his favorite soapberry fragrance. Ye An couldn't help but curl his lips and began his plan to get close to him.
"Brother Mu, Brother Mu, how did your last job go?"
Mu Ci said briefly: "Play the long game to catch the big fish."
Ye An only half understood, and then asked: "What do you think of the emperor?"
Mu Ci frowned: "Xiao An, you can't talk nonsense about the emperor."
Ye An: "If you don't want to discuss it, then don't discuss it..."
Anyway, the Emperor is on your back now, how does it feel?
"Brother Mu, Brother Mu..."
He didn't sleep well last night. He felt excited and comfortable being carried on Mu Ci's back. He fell sleepy easily and his eyelids became heavy unconsciously.
Mu Ci stopped and found that he was just asleep. He smiled and shook his head, but his steps became slower.
"Brother, Xiao An, I finally found you!"
When Mu Li's voice came, Ye An was still asleep. He hugged the neck of the person under him tightly and rubbed it twice unconsciously.
"Brother, Xiao An..."
Mu Li's gaze fell on the person Mu Ci was carrying on his back. His eyes were surprisingly bright, but then dimmed in an instant.
"He just fell asleep."
Mu Ci was carrying Ye An on his back, but Mu Li said, "Brother, you must be tired after carrying him for so long, how about I do it?"
"...Ali?"
When Mu Ci noticed it, Mu Li had already held Ye An's arm with one hand, giving him no room to refuse.
Mu Li is two years younger than Ye An. In terms of height, he is only slightly shorter than Ye An. If he were to carry the child, it would obviously be more difficult.
Mu Ci was about to refuse, but Mu Li said, "I still have something to say to Xiao An. Say it once, and it will be one less time."
Mu Ci: “…”
Mu Ci suddenly thought of the embroidered bag that the young man was holding carefully. He was startled and said, "Then you should be careful. He was not feeling well just now."
Mu Li stared at Ye An's sleeping profile and nodded silently.
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The next chapter is Shura Field, Ye Xiaoan learns the truth about entering the palace!
It’s quite obvious that all the brothers like Ye Xiaoan!
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