Chapter 437 Enjoyment
Soon, Zhu Lan and Zhu Qingyan's luggage were safely placed deep inside this new temporary residence.
The space inside the mansion was much larger than Shen Wanxiong's understated description. The three courtyards were arranged in an orderly manner. She and Zhu Qingyan each occupied one corner, while the other courtyard was the residence of the servants.
"Greetings, His Excellency the Imperial Envoy."
As Zhu Lan entered the yard, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
There were more than a dozen people waiting in the hospital, both men and women, all very young.
The most important thing is that the guards and servants have different styles. Some have skin as white as cream, while others are dark and handsome...
All of them have outstanding looks, as if they were characters walking out of a painting.
Zhu Lan was speechless for a moment. She wanted to see what other tricks Shen Wanxiong had, but she didn't expect... it was a beauty trap.
"You guys go back. I don't need so many people to serve me."
After Zhu Lan finished speaking, he was about to walk towards his room, but the dozen people in front of him suddenly knelt down.
A girl was lying on the ground, her voice trembling:
"Please don't chase us away, sir. We are here to serve you voluntarily.
If you don't want us to serve you, our master will break our legs if he finds out!"
Zhu Lan stared and pondered for a moment, then made up his mind.
"Everyone stand up and stand in a row."
Everyone stood up and did as they were told.
Zhu Lan walked past each person with interest, looking at each face carefully, and from time to time he showed a smile of varying depths.
Just as she passed by a young boy, he suddenly said softly:
"I am Duan Shenshen, honored to meet the Imperial Envoy."
He was the first one to take the initiative to introduce himself. Zhu Lan stopped and looked at him. He was about the same height as himself, with a frail figure, red lips and white teeth. He had a kind of androgynous beauty.
Zhu Lan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Duan Shenshen?"
She looked at him briefly and asked, "How old are you this year?"
"Your Excellency the Imperial Envoy, I am nineteen years old this year." Duan Shenshen's voice was very gentle, like a feather gently sweeping across one's heart.
He originally lowered his head when answering, but at the end he raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Lan for a moment as if unintentionally. His peach blossom eyes were full of affection.
Since he knew to take the initiative to speak and attract attention, it seems that he is thoughtful.
The idea of playing a prank suddenly flashed through Zhu Lan's mind. He put away the smile on his face and said to him:
"Go and do some work in the yard next door."
After saying that, she leaned close to his ear and whispered:
"It's not right for me to steal the love that the gentleman likes."
Duan Shenshen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said obediently: "Yes, I will follow the orders of the Imperial Envoy."
Zhu Lan nodded to him, then frowned slightly, glanced at everyone and said:
"But if it's just cooking and cleaning, there's no way we'd need so many people."
There was a hint in his words that the number of people who stayed behind should be reduced.
Duan Shenshen felt that he had been favored by the adults, so he immediately stepped forward and said softly:
“If it’s just sweeping, we wouldn’t need so many people.
But if adults want to relieve their boredom, we will not disappoint you. "
"Oh," Zhu Lan became interested, "It seems you have other skills?"
Duan Shenshen pursed her lips and smiled, "If you are interested, Shenshen will show you how ugly I am."
He looked around, picked up a dry branch from under the plum tree, turned around and smiled at Zhu Lan.
Then, his body became light and the dead branch in his hand seemed to turn into a sharp sword, full of sword intent.
Just at this moment, snowflakes began to fall from the sky. The white snowflakes and bright red petals lingered around the sky, circling and dancing like a dream.
Seeing such an extraordinary sword dance, even Zhu Lan's eyes were filled with surprise.
At this time, another man beside Zhu Lan pulled out a bamboo flute from his sleeve and placed it to his lips. The clear sound of the flute matched perfectly with Duan Shenshen's steps.
"The rushes are lush and green, and the white dew turns to frost.
The so-called beauty is on the other side of the water.
Following it upstream, the road is long and difficult.
Following it upstream, it seems to be in the center of the water..."
Another person walked out of the queue slowly, chanting words from the Book of Songs. His voice was low and somewhat desolate, harmonizing with the high and low notes of the flute, interweaving in a staggered manner.
Zhu Lan looked at Duan Shenshen again amidst the music and singing, and for a moment he seemed to have the illusion that "the so-called sweetheart is on the other side of the water".
Being able to gather such a group of people together, Shen Wanxiong really took great pains.
"Zhu Lan, what are you doing?" Zhu Qingyan's voice sounded unexpectedly.
Zhu Lan looked back and saw Zhu Qingyan standing at the door, looking at him strangely.
"These are all prepared by Master Shen for us. They are very interesting."
Zhu Lan smiled as he walked towards Zhu Qingyan. When he got in front of him, he asked in a low voice:
"Did you see it?"
Zhu Qingyan nodded slightly, "Yes, Yin'er said she has a way."
She looked at the group of people singing and dancing in the yard and frowned, "Are they all here to monitor us? Do you want to keep them here?"
Zhu Lan winked at her and said he had his own arrangements.
…
After dinner, Zhu Lan and Zhu Qingyan went back to their rooms to rest.
A faint candlelight came from Zhu Qingyan's room, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"who?"
"Sir, it's me, Duan Shenshen." Duan Shenshen's gentle voice came from outside the door.
Zhu Qingyan frowned. Didn’t they have to stay in the outer courtyard? Why did they come in here?
"It's a cold night, Shen Shen came to add some charcoal to your fire."
Zhu Qingyan opened the door and saw Duan Shenshen standing at the door holding a charcoal basin.
"Put it there." Zhu Qingyan pointed to the corner of the room, sat back at the table, and concentrated on wiping Wen Liu with a handkerchief.
Duan Shenshen put down the charcoal basin and was thinking about how to proceed. When he saw Zhu Qingyan's action, his eyes suddenly lit up:
"Oh, the Imperial Envoy can actually use a sword?"
Zhu Qingyan didn't even raise his eyes to look at him, "If you have nothing else, please leave."
Duan Shenshen not only did not leave, but sat down next to Zhu Qingyan.
"This is a really good sword. Master Zhu, I really enjoy swordplay. Could you please teach me a few moves?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soft sword was already pointing at the tip of his nose.
Zhu Qingyan smiled wryly, "I have learned the techniques of killing people, you can't learn them."
Duan Shenshen's already fair face turned even paler, and a hint of confusion flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Didn’t the Lord Zhongcheng say that she liked me the way I look? Why is it different from what she said?
No, it must be a case of playing hard to get.
Thinking of this, he was no longer afraid. He smiled at Zhu Qingyan and even reached out to grab Zhu Qingyan's hand holding the sword.
"Shen Shen only wants to serve you well and make you happy——
Aaaaaaaaah!!!”
Duan Shenshen fell to the ground, holding her dislocated left arm, and looked at Zhu Qingyan in horror. She was sweating profusely from the pain.
"roll."
Duan Shenshen ran out rolling and crawling.
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