Has the princess petted her husband today?

Chapter 88 Entering Beijing
When Zhu Ying came back to her senses, she found that the Eighth Prince had fallen asleep at some point, her breathing was steady, and she seemed to be in a deep sleep.

He was startled, shook his head helplessly, put the cloth towel in his hand aside, reached out to hug him and put him in the middle of the bed, carefully covered him with the quilt, and then walked out lightly.

The Eighth Prince slept very deeply this time, and when he woke up, it was already mid-sun, and there seemed to be someone chattering outside.

He frowned, stretched out his hands and rubbed his eyes, and slowly sat up on the bed.

The voices in his ears became clear. He listened intently for a moment, and he could tell that one was his second brother, and the other...he hadn't heard it before.

……

Outside the door, King An looked at the man in the silver-white embroidered acacia embroidered robe and the white mask and asked hesitantly, "Your Excellency is Feng Lan, the national teacher of Tianyuan Kingdom?"

Feng Lan bowed her head reservedly, "It's me, I'm here to welcome the envoy into Beijing by His Majesty's order."

But your tone doesn't sound like you're here to welcome guests!
Jin Peng, who was behind King An, had a bad look on his face, always feeling that the national teacher's attitude was too contemptuous.

However, King An didn't speak. As a subordinate, he naturally couldn't say anything and could only lower his head.

King An looked at Feng Lan for a moment, then looked at the group of young men in white clothes behind him, and smiled: "Isn't Tianyuan Kingdom always respecting women? Why are the national teachers and your subordinates all men?"

Feng Lan's eyes turned slightly, "I like to use men, what advice does King An have?"

"Don't dare to advise, just ask. Please wait a moment, the national teacher. The eighth brother of the king has not got up yet. After he finishes his meal, we will leave before it is too late."

Feng Lan raised her eyebrows, and glanced at the Eighth Prince's room: "In that case, I'll wait downstairs."

With that said, he turned around and walked away.

Looking at Shi Shiran's back, Jin Peng really couldn't help whispering in King An's ear, "My lord, is this national teacher too arrogant and arrogant? Isn't he the national teacher?"

King An raised his hand to stop him, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk about Feng Lan casually, this person is unfathomable, be careful what comes out of your mouth."

Jin Peng was puzzled: "Unfathomable? Your subordinates don't look like he is a martial artist?"

Ordinary people who practice martial arts can tell the difference from their standing posture and footsteps, but this national teacher doesn't look like he has kung fu.

Wang An glanced at him, and said meaningfully: "You will know later."

Now that everyone in the National Teacher's Mansion is sitting below, it's not a good time to blatantly talk about others.

While talking, the door of the Eighth Prince's room suddenly opened.

Wang An turned his head and looked over. The eighth prince changed into a blue narrow-sleeved brocade suit, and his black hair was tied high, making him look calmer.

The Eighth Prince nodded at King An: "Good morning, Second Brother."

Wang An smiled slightly: "Are you up? It's really hard to travel this time, and it's normal to wake up late. I've already asked Xiao Er to prepare meals for you. After eating, we will enter Beijing."

The Eighth Prince blinked. He heard all this just now, and turned his head to look downstairs. He was caught off guard by Feng Lan's eyes.

The four eyes met, Feng Lan frowned at him: "I have seen the Eighth Prince."

King An introduced him from the side: "This is the national teacher of Tianyuan Kingdom—Feng Lan."

The eighth prince agreed, "My lord, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Feng Lan nodded, and turned back without any interest.

King An said to the Eighth Prince: "Go and eat, the Imperial Teacher is sent by the Empress to pick us up."

　Love you ducks!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)