Chapter 22 Shura Field (Revised) I am willing to wait for your favor. ...
The leading girl was dressed in red, bright and flamboyant, like a cold rose blooming in winter.
He is surrounded by several noble ladies, like the moon surrounded by stars.
Wen Ying blinked and felt that the girl in front of her looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who she was for a moment.
Gao Lerong was stunned by Wen Ying's eyes for a moment, then she remembered the purpose of her coming here. She casually chatted with the girl beside her, glanced at Wen Ying and said:
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince held a plum-hunting and tea-making party, but unfortunately no plums were found, but some fallen ginkgo nuts were found."
"I was wondering why there was always a hint of rural flavor," the lady pretended to be surprised and chuckled, "So that's the reason. Miss Gao hit the nail on the head."
Ginkgo nut?
Wen Ying burst out laughing.
The white and red color combination she was wearing today had nothing to do with ginkgo nuts.
Do you want to call her a bumpkin?
But the ginkgo nuts hanging high in the treetops and falling to the ground were not in line with her identity as a commoner who had made her own fortune from scratch.
He wanted to imitate the talented woman and make some metaphors and satires, but because he was illiterate and his metaphors were not appropriate, he made himself a laughing stock.
Is this the level of a vicious female supporting role?
She was greatly disappointed.
If Yan Jing were present, Wen Ying might have been willing to shed a few tears and pretend to be hurt to save face.
But since he's not here, there's no need to waste my acting skills.
"Ginkgo nuts that fall to the ground can fertilize the soil," Wen Ying leaned on the railing, her eyes fixed on the shimmering water.
"A rose that has not been cared for by a gardener may look pleasing to the eye from a distance, but if you look closely, you will find that the petals are already covered with insects, densely packed around them, which is annoying."
After hearing this, Su Miaoyan couldn't help but look at Wen Ying.
This means that although Gao Lerong looks decent, she is actually completely uneducated, and no matter how many people surround her, they are all a bunch of jerk.
This metaphor is much more brilliant than Gao Lerong's.
"Who are you accusing?" Gao Lerong stamped her feet angrily and pointed her finger at Wen Ying. "Do you know who I am? How dare you say that to me?"
Wen Ying became curious when she heard her say this, and tilted her head in confusion: "Miss, should I know you?"
"Hmph, a bumpkin is a bumpkin!" Gao Lerong's fingertips trembled. She slowly clenched her fists and lowered her head to her chest.
The noble lady at the side spoke at the right time: "This is the daughter of the General of the Cavalry, Gao Lerong, Miss Gao. Please speak with respect."
Wen Ying's pupils trembled when she heard this:
"Qiuqi... General?"
In principle, General of Cavalry is an official position.
After her father died in battle, someone else would naturally take his place.
However, to be promoted to the highest position of military commander in Dahua, the military merit required is an astronomical figure.
My father had made great military achievements and was far ahead of others in the army.
As far as she could remember, no general had been able to catch up with this gap in just three years.
Who is it?
Wen Ying suddenly turned around and looked at Gao Lerong's face carefully, which made the latter's scalp numb. She raised her head and frowned and said, "What are you looking at? Are you scared now?"
Gao Lerong...
She knew a military general named Gao, who was her father's deputy general, named Gao Xuan.
Gao's family came from a poor family just like theirs, and he and his father rose from small soldiers to the highest positions.
He is usually taciturn, but is trusted by his father because of his reliability and martial arts skills.
And Gao Xuan does have a daughter.
But that little girl had been working in the military camp for many years and her skin was tanned. She was completely different from the girl in front of her with delicate makeup and fair skin.
She remembered that Gao Xuan's daughter's name was——
"Arya?"
Gao Lerong's face became dull for a moment. She took a step forward, pinched the girl's cheek, and covered her mouth with her tiger's mouth.
She gritted her teeth and said, "...Shut up."
Wen Ying did not sense any malicious intent, so she did not resist.
She just opened her almond-shaped eyes wide, and a complex light flashed across them.
Is it really Arya?
She remembered the little girl running in the sunshine, her skin soaked in warmth and giving off a healthy blush.
When she saw her coming, the little girl would smile, showing a row of white teeth, and shout:
"Sister Wen Ying."
The little girl is extremely talented in martial arts. She wields the long stick with great vigor and the muscles in her arms are firm and beautiful.
At the same time, he is also a size bigger than people of the same age.
But what's going on with the girl in front of me?
Wen Ying raised her hand and touched Gao Lerong's arm that was stretched out to her, and squeezed it gently.
It was soft and slender, and even the force of grabbing her face was not strong.
What happened to her?
Gao Lerong looked at Wen Ying's reaction, her expression twisted into a ball: "What's wrong with you?"
Su Miaoyan was extremely anxious and wanted to step forward to stop it but she didn't dare.
After twisting the handkerchief for a long time, he finally made up his mind.
No, we can’t let Gao Lerong bully Liu Qing like this!
She secretly encouraged herself, then took a deep breath and was about to move forward, when she saw a figure passing by her.
Su Miaoyan was stunned. She quickly stepped forward to grab the man's sleeve and couldn't help but shout, "You..."
She didn't catch him. She watched helplessly as the man grabbed Gao Lerong's wrist through her clothes and said loudly:
"Miss, this is His Royal Highness's banquet. It doesn't seem appropriate to do this."
Wen Ying raised her eyes and looked at the person who suddenly appeared.
He was wearing a green fox fur coat and his pair of upturned fox eyes were as bright as spring flowers.
He is an extremely handsome young man.
The way Gao Lerong grabbed Wen Ying really looked like bullying.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like people blatantly causing trouble under his nose.
Gao Lerong frowned and snorted coldly: "Fox charmer, you only know how to seduce men to save you."
After saying that, he let Wen Ying go, turned his head away proudly, and said lightly to the girls around him: "Let's go. If you stay here for too long, you might get infected with the smell of bumpkins."
Su Miaoyan glanced at Gao Lerong, then at the young man, hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, gave the young man a warning look, and trotted to catch up with Gao Lerong.
Wen Ying had more questions to ask Gao Lerong and was about to speak out to stop him, but was interrupted by the boy.
"Miss," the young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his lips, adding a bit of beauty to his almost enchanting appearance, "You are not hurt, are you?"
have a finger in the pie.
Wen Ying wanted to say this, but she thought that the young man was kind-hearted, so she forced a smile and said, "Thank you for helping me. I am Liu Qing, may I know your name?"
Good man, next time if someone reports your name and wants to kill you, I won’t take your order.
The boy laughed even more happily, and his voice sounded like the sound of playing the piano by the lake.
He said, "My name is Anle."
The surname An is rather rare. After thinking about it, Wen Ying did not find any dignitaries with the surname An in the capital, but she still wrote it down for the time being.
Wen Ying nodded slightly: "Master Xie An, if there is a chance, I will definitely repay this kindness."
After some politeness, she wanted to catch up with Gao Lerong to find out what was going on.
Just as she turned around to take a step, a pair of hands hooked her fingers. Wen Ying didn't understand what it meant and turned to look at Anle.
"It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. I really have something to ask Miss Liu." Anle raised his eyebrows, and his fingers climbed up a few inches, turning the hooking gesture into holding hands.
The warm temperature was transmitted from her palm, but Wen Ying felt a little creepy, and replied in a low voice: "I am alone and weak, I don't know how I can help you."
Can't you hear the polite words?
In the story, the hero cannot get what he wants by saving the beauty. Just a simple “thank you” is enough. Sir, please put yourself in the right place.
The young man seemed to be unable to hear the girl's hidden meaning. He wrapped Wen Ying's cold hands in his own warmth, lowered his eyes and whispered softly:
"You came here with the Prime Minister, but he left you here alone. Don't you think that's a bit heartless?"
Wen Ying's heart skipped a beat, as if she knew what the other party was going to say, and she said in a deep voice: "The Prime Minister is not a cold-hearted person, he just has his own official duties to attend to."
"From the moment I saw Miss Liu, I noticed you."
An Le was not annoyed when he heard this answer. He smiled gently, and the affection in his eyes deepened a little: "She is dressed in white and red, standing in front of the door. She is so dazzling that people can't take their eyes away."
The veins on his forehead spread, and Wen Ying felt that something would happen if he continued listening. He raised his other hand and wanted to interrupt him: "Wait..."
"Thinking about the theme of this banquet, 'Searching for plum blossoms,' I can't help but feel that there is some kind of destiny." An Le seemed not to hear the girl's objection and continued, "This winter, I have found the most beautiful red plum blossom."
"Thank you for the compliment, sir, but..." Wen Ying felt a bad feeling in her heart and wanted to interrupt again.
"I wonder if you can give me another chance next time."
The boy bent down, took the girl's hand and put it on his face, his light-colored pupils shining in the sun: "I am willing to wait for your favor."
The afternoon light was particularly bright, falling on the boy's beautiful face like a gem inlaid with gold.
Anle's voice was very seductive. Wen Ying was dazzled by the boy's beauty and did not say a word to refuse for a moment.
Their eyes met and the air became silent.
Anle gently pinched the girl's fingertips with a smile on his face, as if silently urging the girl to choose him.
At this moment, a cold voice broke the stagnant atmosphere: "Miss Liu."
Wen Ying turned around suddenly and saw the banished immortal who looked like a feather of frost and snow, emitting bursts of coldness all over his body, staring at her motionlessly.
Or rather, he was staring at her hand touching Anle's.
"The banquet is about to officially begin, we should go back." Yan Jing said calmly. His voice was no different from usual, but it inexplicably made Wen Ying shudder.
Wen Ying subconsciously withdrew her hand and put it behind her back. She said with some guilt for some reason: "Okay, Master Yan."
He hurried forward a few steps.
Yan Jing looked at the girl walking towards him, and his expression eased a little.
Wen Ying felt somewhat relieved.
Anle stood up slowly, with a look of regret on her face: "Miss, please remember to consider my proposal."
"I will wait for you until you are willing."
Her heart was not completely at peace, and the man in front of her became even colder.
Yan Jing's eyes fell on the young lady, and he said in a faint voice: "It seems that Miss Liu has made a good friend in Beijing after going out for a while. Congratulations, you got what you wanted."
Wen Ying was totally confused and felt like crying but had no tears.
Wasn’t it agreed that it was the role of the vicious female supporting character?
Something seems wrong.
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