peaceful ancient life

Chapter 84
"Huh?" Tang Yan looked at An Ning in surprise, "What did you say just now?"

An Ning looked at Tang Yan's surprised look and smiled, "I said, Huang Liang Yimeng, who wrote the script, is your wife, me!" She pointed at herself with her index finger, tilted her head and raised her eyebrows at Tang Yan. Yan Xiao.

"That's good!" Tang Yan, who heard clearly this time, put away his surprise, "So my wife is still a talented woman." Then he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and bowed to An Ning, "It's really disrespectful. !"

To be honest, he didn't expect his little wife to be so capable and able to write such a wonderful martial arts script. When he heard her say that Huang Liang Yimeng was someone he knew, he thought it was An Jin or Which acquaintance, unexpectedly turned out to be my wife, what a surprise!
Even if Tang Yan liked those martial arts novels, he never thought of finding out who wrote the novels. As he himself said, what he likes is only the scripts written by that person. As for the person who wrote the novels What it looks like, good or bad, old or young, male or female, has nothing to do with him.

Because he didn't check it, he thought that Huang Liang Yimeng had only written "The Legend of the White-haired Witch" and "The Legend of Chu Liuxiang". The two books "Legend", after all, the two books Wenjun and Yang Guifei printed by Weijia Shusi at that time did not clearly state the name of the person who wrote the book.

In fact, it wasn't just Tang Yan who didn't know, it should be said that apart from a few insiders like An Ning and Wei Xueqing and Emperor Qianyuan, no one else knew that Huang Liang Yimeng had written two books other than martial arts.

And because the articles in the White-haired Witch and Chu Liuxiang series have profound knowledge, sophisticated writing style, and every word is simple and meaningful.Feiyang's literary talent shows Huang Liang Yimeng's profound writing skills.The article is implicit but not revealing, and the writing style is sophisticated, so he thought that the Huang Liang Yimeng who wrote the article was a talented person over the age of [-]. He never thought that Huang Liang Yimeng would be a woman, and this woman is still His little wife.

Although it was quite unexpected, he didn't mean to underestimate her at all. On the contrary, he was quite proud of her. In his opinion, his wife is really amazing. She can write such beautiful words that people can't stop reading originally!It is not unacceptable for him to write a storybook.

An Ning knew that since Emperor Qianyuan knew that Huang Liang Yimeng, who wrote martial arts, was herself, she could no longer use the excuses she told Wei Xueqing before, and could only admit that these novels were written by herself. After all, each of these novels has hundreds of thousands of words. If I say that I wrote down everything verbatim, no one will believe it, although this is the truth.

If it’s just one or two books, it’s okay, but there are eight books in the Chu Liuxiang series alone, not to mention there will be more in the future, so many novels, even a genius with a photographic memory, can’t miss all of them. I wrote it down, and if she wants to say that she can, it will be doubtful, so these can only be written by her.

As soon as Tang Yan said that, An Ning looked up and saw the sincerity on his face. After knowing that his words were sincere, she smiled and bowed to him, "Thank you, ma'am, I really am, Shame on you!"

Tang Yan smiled and continued to cup his fists and bowed: "Madam is too modest."

An Ning also smiled and continued to cup her fists and bowed, "My husband is too good."

At the end of the conversation, the two looked at each other and smiled, An Ning smiled lightly and squinted at Tang Yan, "Do you really mind me writing the script?"

"do not mind."

"Why? Don't you think it's a bit out of line for a woman to write a storybook? And for the world, it's a bit difficult to write a storybook, right?"

"It's nothing to worry about writing some story books, as long as you like it, as for things that are out of line, I don't think so. For me, writing poetry is no different from writing story books. They are both used for leisure. There is no distinction between refined and vulgar for me.”

"Since you don't mind." An Ning rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Then I can continue writing."

"You like it."

"Husband is really a rare good man in the world!" An Ning smiled and patted her flattery, then frowned slightly, looked at Tang Yan and said, "By the way, your Majesty has already known that I am Huang Liang Yimeng. "

Tang Yan looked sideways, "Uncle already knows? How did you know about it?"

Seeing this, An Ning told Wei Xueqing about sending Eunuch Gao to Wei Xueqing's house to get her the last two books left, and then looked at him earnestly, "Your Majesty, he knows if I can write a storybook?" What are you dissatisfied with?"

After all, for the ancients, writing a storybook is indeed not as elegant as writing a poem, and Emperor Qianyuan loved Tang Yan so much, it was inevitable that he felt that it was a bit of a thing for Tang Yan's wife to write a storybook. It's not good when he gets angry.

"Don't worry, my uncle is very open-minded and won't be dissatisfied because of it." Seeing An Ning's worried eyes, he paused and continued: "If you are really worried, I will talk to my uncle when the time comes. go."

An Ning was very happy when he heard the words, and looked at Tang Yan with a smile on his face. As long as he interceded, it would be fine even if Emperor Qianyuan had any dissatisfaction. He loved Tang Yan the most.

Tang Yan looked at An Ning, who was smiling with crooked brows and eyes, and felt soft in his heart, saying that looking at a beauty under the lamp, the more beautiful she looks.But at this time, under the dim light, the smiling An Ning was so beautiful that it was suffocating.He couldn't help but stepped forward to pick up An Ning and walked towards the bed.

"Ah~" An Ning was picked up suddenly without warning, and hugged Tang Yan's neck in fright, "What are you doing? You scared me." She said and stared at Tang Yan coquettishly.

Seeing An Ning's charming and charming face, Tang Yan couldn't help lowering his head to hug her pink and tender cherry lips, kissed her hard, and then replied: "Ma'am, if you are more exposed, we should Rest!"

An Ning looked at the undisguised desire in his eyes, and said in panic, "I'm not sleepy yet."

Tang Yan raised his eyebrows, "I'm not sleepy ~ that's even better, we can just come and do something meaningful." After finishing speaking, he smiled at her, "Ma'am, it's time for you to honor what you promised to be your husband last night. .”

He carried An Ning to the bedside, put her gently on the bed, then pressed down on her, and pulled down the bed curtain casually.

As the bed curtain fell instantly, there was a soft cry of peace from the bed.

"Ah~ um, don't, don't kiss there, it's so itchy~"

"Hey~ Take it easy~"

Early the next morning, An Ning looked sadly at the refreshed and radiant Tang Yan. She couldn't understand why he was not only not tired but also so energetic when he was the one who worked hard.But why is she so tired even though she obviously didn't exert any effort?

Tang Yan was in a good mood while dressing and smiling at An Ning who was lying on the bed with her small resentful eyes, "Sleep a little longer when you're tired, anyway, I don't need to say hello today."

Hearing this, An Ning gave him a sideways glance, who is to blame for being so tired?Jiao snorted, turned over and pulled the quilt to cover herself, so sleepy, continue to sleep!

Seeing this, Tang Yan coughed in embarrassment. He was indeed too indulgent last night. Thinking of the lingering love until dawn, it's no wonder she would be angry!

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