Chapter 55 Who knows if you are moved?
Wen Xingluo inserted the golden hairpin into the bun on one side of her hair: "I have no romantic feelings for Master Chen."
The remaining black hair was gathered to the edge of her bun and fixed with another gold hairpin. Her hair was thick and fluffy, and her figure was very beautiful.
Xie Guanlan looked at the black hair slipping away from his palm and lightly clenched his palm.
Couldn't hold it.
He twirled his fingertips, which still stank of hair fragrance, and leaned lazily against the car wall. "Sister, you're a good liar. Who knows if you're attracted to him? Maybe you'll dream about him tonight."
…
That night.
Wen Xingluomu turned over and lay down in the tent, but could not fall asleep.
Getting married was indeed the best way for her to escape from the Zhenbei Palace.
But she had never been involved in love affairs in both of her lives. Some of the girls around her lived happily after marriage, while others did not. She didn't know whether getting married was good or bad.
She suddenly turned over and got off the bed, opened the locked drawer, and took out the fire avoidance map that Xie Guanlan gave her.
She hid in the tent and read the book page by page in the dim candlelight.
I heard that after getting married, you have to do these things with your husband.
But……
The further Wen Xingluo flipped through the pages, the more explicit the scenes became.
Just looking at it makes one blush and heart beat faster, so how can one do it personally?
Wen Xingluo didn't dare to read any further. He yawned slowly and fell asleep holding the album.
But the dream was absurd.
She saw a broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted young man sitting on an official chair, his crimson robe wide open, revealing his beautiful, strong, and well-defined chest and abdominal muscles. His deep mermaid line extended all the way to his belt, rising and falling slightly with his breathing, which made Wen Xingluo want to touch it.
She never touched it.
Having lived her life over again, she should have experienced more beautiful things, and beautiful abdominal muscles were certainly one of them, so she walked forward stealthily.
Just as he stretched out his hand, the young man suddenly snapped the whip and asked jokingly, "Does it look good?"
Wen Xingluo suddenly looked up.
The young man had a handsome face, but his eyebrows and eyes were as distant as a barren mountain and wild water.
It’s Xie Guanlan.
In the bed curtains, Wen Xingluo suddenly sat up, his slender back already wet with sweat.
Her throat was dry, she swallowed, looked down at the album in her arms, and quickly locked it back in the drawer as if it were a hot potato.
Happy rain on a spring night, flowers falling silently.
Canglang Pavilion.
Xie Guanlan sat lazily by the window, slowly skimming off the foam on the tea surface.
During the day, the young monk Mi from the Guanyin Hall of Ciyun Temple was happily eating a plate of flower cakes. He said incoherently, "The person who taught me the nursery rhyme was a beautiful girl. You know her, too. She's the one next to you!"
Xie Guanlan raised his narrow, cold eyes.
Hear the stars fall?
Fushan ordered the monk Mi to be sent back to Ciyun Temple. He hesitated and said, "From your humble opinion, Miss Wen is not the type to talk nonsense. Why would she say that Shu County was going to be flooded out of the blue? She didn't spread the news wantonly to cause panic. Instead, she only told you through this monk Mi, as if she wanted you to prepare in advance!"
Xie Guanlan took a sip of hot tea.
He did not believe in ghosts and gods, and even less did he believe that anyone in the world could predict the future.
According to his rules, he should arrest Wen Xingluo and put him in jail for careful interrogation.
But……
Xie Guanlan put down his teacup and said, "Hurry up and go get some powerful astronomers. Ask them to find a way to observe the weather in Shu County."
Fushan handed the matter over to his subordinates and then asked Xie Guanlan, "Do we still need to keep an eye on the princess? Today, when I was at Ciyun Temple, I personally investigated the Buddhist hall where the princess worshipped the eternal lamp. There were 323 tablets inside, but none of them had names engraved on them. I really can't find any clues."
Xie Guanlan: "Withdraw the people and go monitor the Wen family."
Fushan was surprised: "Wen family?"
Xie Guanlan remained silent.
The slender fingers were slightly bent and tapped lightly on the flower table.
There are too many suspicious points about Wen Xingluo.
First, he entered the palace in Wen Yueyin's place, then he predicted the future and helped his fourth brother avoid the disaster at Jinweizhai, and now he even predicted that there would be floods in Shu County...
It's not like he hasn't checked on her.
But she usually spends her days either in the academy or in the palace. Her daily life is like a transparent white sheet of paper, and there is no trace of any doubt at all.
But the hunter's innate intuition told him that something was wrong with Wen Xingluo.
Xie Guanlan hates people and things that are out of his control, so he decides to change direction and start his investigation from the Wen family.
The next day.
Wen Xingluo came to Wansongyuan to pay his respects to the old empress dowager. When he saw Xie Guanlan was there, he subconsciously glanced at his chest.
The scarlet brocade material outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist. His chest was so broad and strong that two of her could almost lie down on it.
It's a pleasure to look at.
All men in the world like graceful and beautiful girls, but for women, handsome and elegant men are equally pleasing to the eye.
No wonder her grandmother always told her to find a good-looking husband when she was choosing one for her.
Grandma was so prescient!
She looked away and heard the old concubine ask with a smile, "We spent the whole day at Ciyun Temple yesterday. What do you think of Prince Chen?"
Wen Xingluo replied, "Prince Chen is handsome and gentle like jade."
The old concubine was immediately overjoyed and patted the back of her hand. "I think he is indeed a good person. While he is still in Chengdu, Ningning should get to know him more and get to know each other better. Nanny Chen, send the two new pieces of rain silk brocade in my storehouse to the Xiejinyuan to make a new skirt for Ningning to wear in front of Prince Chen."
Wen Xingluo realized that the old concubine had misunderstood, and quickly humbly declined: "Grandmother, Prince Chen comes from a noble family, and I am just an adopted daughter of the royal palace. How can I be worthy of him? Not to mention his impression of me, even if he is willing, the King of Hanzhong may not agree."
"Why am I not worthy?!" the old concubine was anxious.
She shouted at Xie Guanlan, "Ziheng, do you think Ningning is worthy of that kid from the Chen family?"
Xie Guanlan glanced at Wen Xingluo and said softly, "Sister is worthy of any man in the world."
Wen Xingluo was silent.
This guy warned her yesterday that it was impossible for her and Chen Yushi to be together, but today he started pretending again in front of the elders.
Xie Guanlan continued, "But I don't think Prince Chen's attitude towards my sister is very warm. In my opinion, this marriage will not be possible."
The old concubine said sadly: "You and that girl Lezhi are not compatible, and Ningning and the boy from the Chen family have no chance either. So, neither of you can succeed."
Xie Guanlan said with regret: "It seems to be like this."
Wen Xingluo buried his head in drinking porridge and glanced at Xie Guanlan out of the corner of his eye.
This guy said he felt regretful, but I don't know how happy he was in his heart.
Just then, a maid came in holding a letter: "Madam Consort, Prince Chen and the young princess have sent an invitation, asking Miss Wen to take them on a tour of Chengdu tomorrow."
The old concubine's eyes lit up: "Why is there no hope? Isn't the Chen family kid here to look for our Ningning?!"
According to the rules of the blind date world, if both men and women are willing to continue contact after the first meeting, it means there is still hope.
Xie Guanlan watched Wen Xingluo take the post and frowned calmly.
He said, "Grandma, Ningning doesn't want to go."
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