Lan Shuang's eyes flickered slightly, and then she smiled at Xin Wujiang: "The road is narrow, please go ahead, young master."
The words of apology Xin Wujiang was about to say were stuck in his mouth.
He frowned and looked at Lan Shuang for a moment. For some reason, he always felt that she looked familiar, especially when she smiled.
The girl's face still had the youthfulness that had not faded, and was as delicate and beautiful as a flower bud that was about to bloom, but there was a hint of stubbornness and carelessness hidden in her eyes. This was not a delicate flower, but a blood-red bead.
not simple.
This was Xin Wujiang’s first impression of Lan Shuang.
He looked up at her sedan chair, then saw that the carriage in front had also stopped. He couldn't help but frowned: "I bumped into it first, so there's no reason for me to go first. Please -"
He reined in his horse and stood aside. Lan Shuang did not force him. "In that case, we will go ahead. Thank you."
She turned to the honor guard and said, "Go on."
Seeing that she did not pursue the matter, the guards of honor did not cause any trouble and continued to carry the sedan chair forward.
Soon the huge team moved away and the road became open again.
Xin Wujiang watched the team leave, his expression slightly tense, "So they are from the Imperial Master's Mansion."
So she is the saint who is famous all over the world and raised in the palace by the national teacher?
This direction...
Xin Wujiang's eyes flashed, and he immediately rode his horse to follow.
…
The moment the sedan chair was lifted up, the smile on Lan Shuang's face froze. She frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.
He doesn't look like he's pretending. Could it be that he has no memory in this life?
Although he had been pretending to be innocent in his previous life, she could still detect some clues from some of his small details, the tone of his voice and the way he looked at her, especially when he hooked her finger when he returned home with Los.
But in that world, there is no such thing as a finger-link agreement.
Her previous suspicions received the strongest evidence at that moment, so she was sure that Los had recovered his memory in the previous life. As for how much he had recovered, she didn't know. He was acting with her, so why not her?
Lan Shuang sighed, supporting her head with one hand, feeling a little bad.
Not sure whether they can be together in the end, they don't intend to break that window paper, they just want to enjoy the present, and they have the same heart.
But after knowing that he had lost his memory in this life, she still felt a little lost and had to start the conquest from scratch again.
"Host, why are you in a bad mood?"
888 stared at the screen and found that Lan Shuang's mood was fluctuating a lot, so he couldn't help but ask a question.
Lan Shuang shook her head: "Nothing, that guy just now, was that the fourth man?"
"What fourth one...ah!" 888 couldn't help laughing when he remembered the Shura Field he and Lan Shuang had joked about. "Yes, he was the one who helped the Fifth Prince's palace transformation and nearly killed the Imperial Preceptor. The last thing the original owner saw before dying was him slowly walking in from outside the palace."
"I see..."
Lan Shuang nodded. "He is indeed very good-looking, the young general, handsome and elegant."
She recalled his cold face and couldn't help laughing. She could just start from the beginning. Who made her like him?
Why think so much? Life is unpredictable. Be happy every day. There is no time to waste. Fall in love as early as possible.
Her mood suddenly brightened up. 888 looked at her roller-coaster mood and couldn't help scratching his hair. He asked in confusion, "Host, your mood changes so quickly, isn't it? Are all humans so complicated? Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"
Lan Shuang smiled and nodded her face: "Well, because I am happy, so I am happy."
888: “…”
Someone come here, someone is bullying the system!
…
The prince's birthday banquet was not held in the East Palace this time, but in a private residence, in order to avoid the discomfort of being stared at. The birthday banquet was held in the name of flower viewing to celebrate two good things.
This private residence is called Qianju Garden. As the name suggests, it is full of chrysanthemums of various colors. Now is a good season to appreciate chrysanthemums.
There are two large pots of golden flowers placed outside the mansion gate, which looks very pleasing to the eye.
The sedan chair came to a steady stop. When the attendants at the door saw that it was the Imperial Master, they immediately stepped forward and said, "Welcome, Imperial Master."
The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted by a waiter in white, and Lan Ye, wearing a bronze animal mask, got down from the sedan chair. His snow-white robe fell like waves, not stained by a speck of dust. He stood in the crowd, and he was the most eye-catching one.
His glazed eyes fell on the Crown Prince's entourage and he nodded gently, "Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has invited me, I will naturally come."
The attendant smiled flatteringly, and when he turned his eyes, he saw someone getting off the sedan chair behind.
She is wearing a white dress made of light gauze, with golden butterflies flying through the flowers. Her face is like frost and snow, and her complexion is like peach blossoms.
She was so beautiful that she looked like the Queen Mother of the West who had come down to earth, and her followers were all stunned by her beauty.
Lan Ye frowned imperceptibly, turned sideways and said to Lan Shuang, "Shuang'er."
Lan Shuang looked at him and smiled, "Godfather."
The attendant immediately reacted and bowed, "I was wondering where this fairy came from, but it turns out to be a saint. My apologies."
Lan Shuang nodded slightly.
"Please come in, the Crown Prince has been waiting in the hall for a long time."
The attendant quickly asked someone to politely invite the Imperial Master and Lan Shuang in, while he continued to stand at the door to greet the guests.
As Lan Shuang stepped over the threshold, she heard the attendant's voice, with a hint of surprise, "General Xin!"
Lan Shuang's mind moved, and she suddenly stopped and looked back, and saw Xin Wujiang riding a horse to the door, pulling the reins and dismounting with clean and neat movements.
"General Xin..."
Lan Shuang murmured softly, but unexpectedly Xin Wujiang heard it. He suddenly looked over with a sharp look in his eyes.
Lan Shuang was stunned. How fierce.
When Xin Wujiang saw that it was her, he was stunned for a moment, then his brows relaxed and he nodded at her.
Seeing that Lan Shuang was not leaving, Lan Ye turned around in confusion and saw that she was looking at Xin Wujiang. His face under the mask darkened slightly and he coughed lightly: "Shuang'er, don't keep the prince waiting for too long."
Lan Shuang rolled her eyes inwardly. Who made him wait? Did I make him wait? Besides, I didn't promise to do anything with him.
She smiled and walked over to Ranye, "I understand."
Lan Ye looked at her solemnly and couldn't help but warn her again: "Don't be willful."
"Don't worry, godfather. I know what I'm doing and what I'm going to do. My life is in your hands, so I won't act rashly."
Lan Shuang's words choked Lan Ye back.
Lan Ye held his breath and led her to the main hall.
…
The Crown Prince was currently sitting in the main seat, chatting with the Crown Princess, with several young men and women sitting below.
It is more open than the national style. At private banquets, the barriers between men and women are not so strict, so it is not awkward for everyone to sit in the same room.
Besides, they were all acquaintances, so they talked to each other quite harmoniously.
However, this harmony only lasted until the imperial teacher came in.
"The Imperial Master is here—" the eunuch shouted, and then the main hall became quiet. Everyone looked at each other and exchanged some information.
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