Get in Line to Marry Me

Chapter 2

Yan Qinghuan muttered to herself for half a moment. Aside from the chirping of birds, there was the sound of the wind in the air. The familiar voice was like a dream as it drifted in and out. Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of her. She lowered her head and saw that the white chivalrous dress had long since disappeared, leaving only the imperial concubine-colored dress that she had passed through.

###Chapter2,How could I not get married? (2)

Yan Qinghuan muttered to herself for half a moment. Aside from the chirping of birds, there was the sound of the wind in the air. The familiar voice was like a dream as it drifted in and out. Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of her. She lowered her head and saw that the white chivalrous dress had long since disappeared, leaving only the imperial concubine-colored dress that she had passed through.

In the early spring, the sky was still short, and the ruined sun hurriedly brushed past the pale blue sky. The night sky dyed the entire imperial palace, and the cold air suddenly rose.

The surrounding trees and vegetation were covered with trees, and the green pond rockery was so beautiful that Yan Qinghuan was the only one there.

She hovered by the side of the pool, sighing a few long breaths. She really regretted it. Yan Qinghuan never thought that one day she would get lost in this stupid place!

Yan Qinghuan looked at the moon in the water, all four silent. It was rare for her to be as quiet as a woman in a painting.

"Since I' ve come, then I' ll be at peace. The system doesn' t have any stamina anymore, so I need a day to recover. What should I do this day? I can' t stand in the forest and feed mosquitoes." Yan Qinghuan closed his eyes and carefully recalled the path he had run out of. He sighed," Wuhen, aren' t you my guard? Why aren' t you at all efficient? If the princess is lost, you won' t come to protect her."

A certain person seemed to have forgotten who exactly was the one who had chosen the narrow drill.

Just as he was thinking about it, a flute suddenly broke through the forest. It was graceful and clear, like the ripples of water in the mountains, and it stirred up rocks. It reached a small bridge family. The family was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the cries of warbler were crisp. Unknowingly, Yan Qinghuan was immersed in it, and just as he was about to hum, the flute sound stopped abruptly!

When she opened her eyes, she suddenly broke out in cold sweat. After feeling disappointed, a layer of joy surged up. There was someone! After Yan Qinghuan left, a tall figure faintly appeared behind a few trees that were as clear as snow.

Under the white magnolia flower, a tea-white brocade robe fluttered with the wind. The black hair that was woven like ink was tied up with a white jade crown. His back was facing him, and he held a jade-green flute in his hand. His slender and translucent fingertips lightly knocked, and his fingertips were even more exquisite than jade.

He didn' t know if he noticed someone behind the tree, but he slightly tilted his head. In the distant light, his delicate and flowing side face was gorgeous, and his slender eyebrows flew into his temples. There was a hint of an innate melancholy between his brows, and the fluctuation of his nose seemed to have been carefully crafted. He suppressed the heroic aura between his brows and added a hint of gentleness and elegance.

Yan Qinghuan came back to his senses and was just about to praise him in his heart. The next second, he was stunned!

The young man's eyebrows suddenly rose as he stared at the jade flute in his hand. A sinister and sinister smile appeared on the corners of his lips. Then, with a' kacha', his fingers snapped the jade flute. His fingertips crushed it, turning the jade into powder and scattering into the wind.

At that moment, Yan Qinghuan didn' t care what kind of strange action he had taken. All he could think of was a sentence—the spring water was born, the spring forest was blooming, and the spring breeze burst into a young man's smile.

That's right. Yan Qinghuan was a rare time for literature and art. It was when she was obsessed with male s*x!

This youth was so beautiful that he was foul!

"Who!"

Yan Qinghuan Yunyou's Flower Addict's heart was startled by that cold shout. She immediately became nervous and was discovered. After that, she thought for a moment. Now that she was a princess, she should be the one to question others. What was she afraid of? If something really happened, it would be the youth who would suffer!

Flipping open the flower branch, Yan Qinghuan pretended to be cold and domineering. She slightly turned her eyes and said," It's me." Who am I? Actually, she herself did not know the princess' name.

When the young man saw the person, he was clearly stunned. Yan Qinghuan eyes flashed across his elegant face. After seeing that he was stunned, a pleasant surprise appeared in his eyes. He then smiled warmly at him," So the princess is here."

Wei Chen? Yan Qinghuan narrowed his eyes. This gentle youth was her official? There was also a banquet. Oh, she remembered that it was the banquet Emperor her father had kidn*pped her for a blind date.

Yan Qinghuan regretted not falling——Why didn' t they say that there was such a high quality beautiful man inside! If she had known earlier that she would have escaped, she would have had to tie all of her people to the bed. This was a mistake!

When the young man saw that her gaze was flickering with unusual vigor, and his brows knit together, he seemed to have sensed Yan Qinghuan embarrassment in his heart, and he said softly," Princess, please follow me."

Yan Qinghuan hesitated for a moment before following him. For some reason, this young man gave off a very comfortable feeling, but with that little bit of... caution, perhaps it was because he had broken the flute just now, so... it was not gentle!

"You..." In the corridor, Yan Qinghuan braced himself to ask who he was.

The young man's footsteps paused when he heard this, and his gaze gently swept over the constipated Yan Qinghuan on his face, as if he could see through her thoughts as he asked," Princess, don' t you remember me?"

Hehe, if I remember to ask you, Yan Qinghuan sneered in my heart, but on the surface, I pretended to be embarrassed," Yes, you are The Minister in the court. I am in the harem, so I naturally can' t remember clearly..." As I spoke, the corners of my mouth twitched.

That young man was quite cooperative as well. He smiled slightly and said," This humble servant Huaiyang the three sons of the Chen Shen Weihuan. I' ve been appreciated by the Emperor and have given me a Prime Minister." He cupped his hands with a smile. Suddenly, his gaze fell on her face. When he touched that gaze, he felt that something wasn' t right. In the next second, he heard him casually say," This humble servant adored the princess for a long time. I hope that the princess will fulfill her wish today."

ExM? Wait, adoration, fulfillment? Yan Qinghuan could feel her cheeks heating up with a burning power of 10,degrees per second. Who said that the ancients were very shy, and who said that the ancients were very reserved? I think this is very unrestrained. After a long time, she found her voice.

Shen... hasn't returned it? "Oh... I remember." Yan Qinghuan pretended to be cold and directly ignored the second half of Shen Weihuan confession. However, the slightly raised corners of her mouth revealed her filthy and ecstatic heart——D*mn, the beautiful man said he liked me, he liked me, I agreed, I can, I am willing.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty's banquet this time is to choose your son-in-law. I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I He laughed self-deprecatingly. That dim smile made Yan Qinghuan heart break.

"No, no, I remember."

Yan Qinghuan thought suddenly changed. Shen Weihuan looked to be only around twenty years old. He was about the same age as Princess Zhaorui. He had probably admired her for a long time and often told her his true feelings. However, it was strange. Could it be that this princess was an abstinent person, and she didn' t even like a gentle and beautiful young man? Or was this princess a lesbian? !

When he thought of this, Yan Qinghuan was a great pity! In his heart, he rubbed his palms together, his beautiful eyes staring at Shen Weihuan in the dark night.

"Cough cough, Chen Qing, I remember all of your words, but I have my own opinion on this matter." Yan Qinghuan paused for a moment. Afraid that the beautiful youth would be sad, he raised his eyes and gave him a firm look." But don' t worry, I won' t give you any cold shoulder."

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In the distance, Sheng Ge suddenly rose up, and the sound of footsteps hurriedly extended towards him. Yan Qinghuan turned around in shock, then his pupils constricted. This formation!

The lights flashed over like a wandering dragon. The leader was dressed in black, and his eyes were cold. He had a handsome and handsome face. He led a group of palace maids and eunuchs holding luxurious dresses to kowtow three feet in front of Yan Qinghuan.

"Your Highness, you can change your clothes." Wu Hen did not give her any chance to catch her breath. Yan Qinghuan swept a glance at the colorful, dark, pleated palace dress, and his heart sank. This was to make her go to the banquet.

Yan Qinghuan frowned in her heart. No matter what, she couldn' t go to the banquet today. No matter how confident she was, she wouldn' t be able to deal with such a blind scene. When she faced Wu Hen's calm and resolute appearance, her heart moved.

How could there be no way for me to kill a subordinate!

Yan Qinghuan Xiu's brows rose, and his expression was cold." Wuhen, do you know your sins?"

Guo saw his eyes flash with astonishment," This subordinate ···"

"Wuhen, I' m too disappointed in you." Yan Qinghuan Xiaoxiao's heart ached for a beautiful man, but she didn' t hold back at all." It's been an entire two hours. What did you do? The imperial palace is a vegetarian! He actually didn' t rush over to save her at the first time. If something happened to this One, would you take care of it? !"

Raising his voice and shouting naturally had the effect of intimidating. The palace maids and eunuchs were even more submissive and submissive. A trace of doubt flashed across Wu Hen's calm and handsome face. He then said with guilt," This subordinate knows his sins. Please punish me."

Yan Qinghuan waved his hand," This one has suffered a bit of wind chill. Go report to my father and say that this one is tired. Today's banquet really can not come."

Wu Hen's face revealed a difficult expression. Yan Qinghuan was pleased with his method when he heard Shen Weihuan gentle voice behind him." Since Princess is tired, Lord Wu Hen, you should report it to His Majesty."

He walked to Yan Qinghuan shoulder and his tall figure raised her head. When he approached, he could smell the faint white wood fragrance. Unknowingly, it covered her body, and he actually felt an indescribable sense of peace.

Yan Qinghuan glanced sideways at the Shen Weihuan, and then he was surrounded by that wisp of gentleness. Wen Ya's smile, gentle temper, and Qinghua's appearance were all the best. There was a moment of doubt in his mind, and he was serious. Why had the princess not accepted it before? Could it be... his gaze swept across the faint melancholy between his brows. Could it be that there was another secret?