[Chapter 137 Chapter 137 After the divorce, he became a popular figure (14)]



[Chapter 137 Chapter 137 After the divorce, he became a popular figure (14)]

The next evening.

Yan Qing, dressed in formal attire, walked towards Han Sheng who was waiting in front of the carriage.

Liangchen's skillful hands made a hibiscus bun for her, pinned a lotus silk flower on the side of her hair, and adorned her with a few pearls.

A waist-length skirt made of clear blue gauze outlines her graceful figure, with a circle of golden cloud patterns on the collar. The hem of the skirt looks like blooming lotus flowers when she moves.

Han Sheng looked straight at her, unable to hide his amazement.

Suddenly he sensed Meng Lang, so he slightly turned sideways to look inside the carriage with the curtains lifted.

Yan Qing quickened her pace as she approached, fiddling with her dangling kingfisher earrings: "What do you think, my husband?"

Han Sheng looked into her sparkling eyes and blurted out, "Bright eyes, white teeth, and a radiant look."

She smiled and frowned: "I asked my husband to comment on my outfit today."

Rather than her appearance.

Han Sheng's face flushed and his ears turned red. His eyes fell on the embroidery on her skirt, and he made an unnatural remark: "It suits you very well, Madam."

"Just suitable?" Yan Qing lowered his eyes.

He immediately said, "Madam is a beautiful lady, and she is well dressed."

Seeing Yan Qing smiling again, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was wearing his usual blue brocade robe today, with a black palace belt around his thin waist, making him look tall and straight.

Like pine and bamboo, like a stream and like snow, upright and simple, graceful and elegant.

Standing next to Yan Qing, I was like a lotus leaf surrounding a lotus.

The two got off the carriage in front of the palace and walked hand in hand along the palace road, like a perfect couple.

The noble ladies who had to cover their faces with veils whenever they went out, entered the palace as family members to attend the banquet, revealing their pretty faces.

The girls, dressed up beautifully, holding palace fans in their hands and smiling sweetly, are as beautiful as flowers.

At this time, they pinned their hopes on the family's rise, and only hoped to catch the eye of the royal family in this rare night banquet.

Yan Qing, however, felt chilled, as if he were back in the evil Golden Triangle, watching those beautiful and innocent girls being locked in cages like birds to be chosen.

"Madam, are you feeling unwell?" Feeling her palms getting cold, Han Sheng tightened his grip on her soft hands.

Yan Qing looked back at him, smiled and shook his head, but the curve of his lips was a little reluctant.

Thinking that she was remembering the embarrassment she felt when she fell into the Jinxiu Pond, Han Sheng said gently, "Madam, follow me closely. Don't be afraid."

Since she is his wife, she is his responsibility.

It is also his responsibility to take care of her emotions and protect her.

Just as he was about to pass through the Xuanyang Gate, he heard hurried horse hooves behind him and a drawn-out "whoosh" sound.

Yan Qing turned around and saw Xu Wenzhang riding on a tall horse.

He is dressed in fine clothes and rides a fast horse, full of vigor and vitality.

When he saw Yan Qing, his eyes lit up and he dismounted and walked up to her and Han Sheng.

She bowed like a quail: "Master, Master's Wife."

Han Sheng glanced at him sternly and said in a lecturing tone: "What if Gong Dao hurts someone while riding his horse?"

"I know I was wrong." Xu Wenjian stared at his feet and curled his lips secretly.

Knowing the mistake but not correcting it.

He's a good rider, how could he hurt anyone?

Marquis Lin'an, who came over with big strides, laughed heartily: "Only Prime Minister Han can discipline a naughty boy like me."

"My Lord." Han Sheng bowed and introduced Yan Qing, who was standing beside him. "This is my wife."

"Greetings, Lord Marquis." Yan Qing squatted down and saluted.

Lin'an Hou smiled more cordially: "My little niece is already this big. Old man Yan Wanshan is so lucky to have such a beautiful and intelligent daughter."

Thinking of the days when he fought side by side with his old friend, nostalgia seeped into his eyes.

"What a pity..." He sighed, and turned to look at his lazy son with some regret.

He had originally made a verbal marriage agreement between the two youngsters with that old man Yan Wanshan.

Unfortunately, fate played a trick on him. His rebellious son and his virtuous niece were not destined to be together.

Xu Wenzhang was completely confused when he received his old father's angry glare.

Marquis Lin'an changed the subject and talked to Han Sheng about disaster relief.

Han Sheng held Yan Qing's hand tightly, and he never let go, as if he was afraid that she would get lost inside the palace walls.

Xu Wen Zhang followed closely behind the three people, with his hands behind his head, looking carefree and casual.

While Han Sheng was chatting excitedly with the Marquis, Yan Qing stepped back a little and turned slightly to look at the young man in red with a jade-like face and red lips behind him.

He placed his left index finger on his lips and made a shushing gesture.

The person who was so dignified and elegant just now now looks a little weird.

Xu Wen Zhang knew that she was signaling him not to tell anyone about the day she went out dressed as a man.

He pinched his lips to show that he would keep his mouth shut.

That was a little secret between him and his master's wife.

Hey, he even hugged his master’s wife’s waist that day.

If the master knew about this, he would definitely spank him again.

He turned the ring around his waist between his fingers, his eyes fell on Yan Qing's slender waistline, and he paused in his action of playing with the jade ring.

I couldn't help but stop and distance myself from the person in front of me.

"You little rascal, you walk so slowly. Do you want me to beat you with a stick?" The Marquis of Lin'an spoke in a loud voice, and the young eunuchs who were guarding the palace gate and leading the way were startled.

Xu Wenzhang hurried over and said, "Hey, dad, at least give me some respect when we're out there."

The emperor held banquets in the Imperial Garden.

When passing by Jinxiu Pool, Han Sheng held Yan Qing's hand tightly.

Afraid that she would be unhappy about falling into the water in public, he pointed to the rare flowers in the garden and carefully introduced them to her in order to divert her attention.

Night covers all things, and the sky is full of sunshine.

The cool breeze blew across my face, mixed with the scent of flowers in the garden and the scent of makeup from the young girl who followed respectfully behind her father.

The imperial garden was ablaze with lights, and palace maids and eunuchs were busy walking around, carrying the ministers and their families to their seats.

There is a guard with a sword on duty every few steps. With such tight guarding, the assassin would be captured immediately as soon as he shows up.

It was obviously very different from the costume dramas that Xiaoba had shown her.

Everyone sat at different tables, the most eye-catching ones were Han Sheng, who was a gentleman next to her, and Xu Wenxuan, who was next to Marquis Lin'an opposite her.

Although he had a disgraceful reputation, his appearance was extremely outstanding. Under the light of the lamp and the moon, his golden and jade-like face was even more stunning.

At the emperor's banquet, other playboys were ordered to behave properly, but he was lazy, casual and unruly.

He slumped back in his chair and had already drunk two glasses of wine before the meal even started.

"The Emperor has arrived, and the Imperial Concubine has arrived~!" The eunuch's shrill voice was so gentle that it made people's ears tremble with discomfort.

Everyone knelt down to pay their respects. Yan Qing used the hem of her skirt to hide her kneeling position on her apart legs, but her back was straight as expected.

After the emperor and his concubines sat down in the main seats, he waved his robe and said in a cold voice: "My dear ministers, please stand up."

Yan Qing looked up, and a cold, inorganic voice appeared in his mind at this moment.

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