kill the immortal

Chapter 34 34, An Lang

"The slender clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man travels secretly. Once the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I endure the magpie bridge to return.If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening. "

Such a poem is too lethal to women in this era!

Wenren Jinping lost his mind for a moment, staring at the words on the paper without blinking, An Yan's words just now echoed in her ears.

"This is not written for this poetry meeting, but for you alone!"

written for me...

She stretched out her slender pale fingers, trying to touch the paper, but when she touched it, she quickly retracted it as if in shock.

Wenren Jinping turned his head to look at An Yan, his beautiful eyes flickered, his heart was beating fast, but he felt as if his breathing had stopped.

"you……"

At this moment, An Yan directly grabbed the hand under her sleeve. Wen Ren Jinping's hand felt soft and soft. Unlike Xuan Yi's real person, it was a bit skinny. The palm was soaked in sweat, and the skin felt soft. It was so delicate that An Yan was reluctant to let go after holding it in his hand.

And Wenren Jinping was caught by his hand, and subconsciously wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't resist An Yan's strength, so he didn't have much resistance in his heart at this moment, so he didn't struggle anymore.

"Is this song still to your liking?" An Yan asked.

How can this be unsatisfactory!
The An Yan in front of her was somewhat beyond Wenren Jinping's expectations, she behaved indifferently at the two poetry conferences, but she didn't want to be so bold in private.

And poetry is much better than she thought at first!

This poem was written for her, did he really think so, the two of them have only met three times so far...

Wenren Jinping, who was close in front of An Yan, felt that her body was a little weak at the moment, she lowered her head and was afraid to look at him.

An Yan looked at her now, and felt that it would be fine for her to kiss her directly while the iron was hot.

But if he really did this, the impact on Wenren Jinping might be too great.

Moreover, his saliva also has a confusing effect, An Yan felt that the person in front of her would be her future wife, and it was best to keep her heart, otherwise she would die alone.

Wait until I get the method to perfectly control my body from Master Xuanyi.

"Is this word... is that what you were thinking just now?" Wen Ren Jinping buried his head in silence for a long time before asking in a low voice.

An Yan's mind moved slightly when she heard the words, and she deliberately moved closer to her, and said, "I've been thinking about you on the side of the poetry meeting, and every day I don't see you, I miss you like crazy."

I don't see you for a day, and I think about it like crazy.

Wenren Jinping felt that she was going crazy, and her mind was in a daze. She felt that it was best for her to fall directly into the arms of the other party.

The two of them will be married for so long, how is he going to endure it?
At this moment, An Yan whispered in her ear again: "How does Miss Jinping treat me?"

To him...

Wenren Jinping thought about his feelings for him, and when he first met, he could only say that he didn't feel bad, but wouldn't it be a bad thing to say that.

Now let her make an agreement with An Yan for life, she is 1 willing.

My future husband is not only handsome and beautiful, but also has such deep affection for himself. The failed marriages of the rich daughters in the drama are not all true.

She opened her mouth slightly, and after a while she said in a low voice, "Can you stop calling me Miss Jinping?"

An Yan chuckled: "Then I'll call you Jinping directly, what do you want to call me?"

Wenren Jinping bit her lower lip, and the two of them were so close that her face was almost pressed against An Yan's chest.

"Anlang..."

The slightly trembling sound of the two words made An Yan also excited. He only needs to hug her delicate body at this moment, but he still holds it by force.

Thinking of Xuanyi's previous entrustment, she couldn't help secretly complaining, the wedding is approaching, but she can't touch a beautiful wife, it's not good to think about it.

"Jingping, what should I do if I want to see you again?" An Yan asked.

"Seeing me...what are you doing?" Wenren Jinping replied tremblingly.

"Naturally, it is to relieve the pain of lovesickness."

Wenren Jinping didn't know how to respond. She felt that An was tired of her current appearance. If the two of them would meet each other often before their wedding, what if they did something out of the ordinary...

Extraordinary...

These two words made Wenren Jinping's complexion very hot, and his heart felt extremely exciting.

As a lady of the family, she has never been exposed to anything other than secular ethics, so she was a little bit overwhelmed by An Yan's bold behavior.

She bowed her head for a long time before she said softly: "Although I won't hold poetry ceremonies in the future, this West Garden... will always have people."

Isn't the implication of these words is to regard this place as a private tryst place for two people?
It's almost time for the wedding, so it's not appropriate for the two to meet now.

Wenren Jinping didn't know how he said those words.

But at this moment, a sound suddenly sounded outside the door, awakening the two who were immersed in it.

Only then did Wenren Jinping pull his hand out of An Yan's in a panic, and took a step back.

She glanced at An Yan, pursed her lips with a flushed face, and said, "I'm going back first...you wait here for a while before going back."

She was afraid that someone would see her. Although the two of them were only one step away from their current identities, she was still a person who cared a lot about Qing Yu.

An Yan smiled and nodded.

Wenren Jinping walked towards the door, turned back halfway, picked up the paper written by An Yan, saw that An Yan was looking at him with a smile, quickly put it in his sleeve, and walked out blushing room.

The person in the courtyard outside the door is Shen Rongji.

She also used the excuse of being drunk to get away from upstairs, and stood there alone looking at the green willows in the courtyard in a daze, with a look of loneliness in her eyes.

When she received the letter from Wenren Yunjian in Yunzhou, she was still a little surprised.

You know, there are countless people who want to invite her out on weekdays, and the invitations received at home can fill the entire room.

Since her husband's death, she has no desire to participate in these gatherings.

But it's different to hear people's remonstrance, the three masters of martial arts, their talents are amazing!
Back then, no one in Xuan Tang knew the story of him composing twenty poems in a row. After that turmoil, the story of Wenren Yunjian and Princess Mingyue has been circulated in countless versions.

She used to be fascinated by hearing it, thinking how could there be such a strange man in the world.

Wenren Yunjian also heard about his reputation, so he wanted to meet him...

Although when she saw him for the first time, his chubby appearance didn't look like the popular image, she didn't feel disgusted either.

This heart that had been cooling down for a long time finally had some turmoil. Who would have thought that the other party was not interested in him at all.

She invited herself here because she just wanted her daughter to see her.

Thinking about it, she was just a widow.

Even if some poets are famous, for people of Wenren Yunjian's background, they may be a little bit more unrestrained, what are they asking for extravagantly...

Shen Rong let out a long sigh.

"Everyone Shen."

Then suddenly a familiar voice sounded, Shen Rong turned his head to look, and saw that Wenren Jinping was not far away.

"Miss Wenren."

"I think everyone Shen was sighing just now?" Wenren Jinping asked softly.

Shen Rong smiled and said: "It's the first time I'm so far away from Yunzhou, and I can't help but miss my hometown."

Wenren Jinping said: "I heard that the sky and clouds in Yunzhou are different from those in Luoyang."

Shen Rong's knees showed reminiscence, and said: "There are many high mountains in Yunzhou. The sky above is as clear as blue, and the clouds are as white as fresh cotton. The breeze blows, refreshing, and sometimes it feels like everything is within reach. .”

Wen Ren Jinping was fascinated: "It sounds so beautiful, Luo Yang does not have this."

Shen Rong laughed softly: "Luoyang's prosperity is something that Yunzhou does not have."

The two had a brief conversation, Wenren Jinping looked upstairs and said, "Master Shen, let's go back too, maybe everyone is waiting for you."

Shen Rong thought to himself, it's a pity your father didn't wait...

She smiled again: "Miss Wenren, let's go up first, I'll drink away and go back soon."

What Wenren Jinping thought was that An Yan was still in that room all the time, and he was in the yard here all the time, so it would be difficult for him to come out.

Immediately nodded and said: "Okay."

Wenren Jinping turned around and left, Shen Rong watched her go up the stairs with the servant girl, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, when he turned around, he suddenly saw something on the ground.

Bending down to pick it up, I saw that it was a folded piece of paper. After unfolding it, I carefully read the words on it.

"Slender clouds are clever, flying stars spread hatred..."

(End of this chapter)