When he saw Princess Anle, Yang Fan was slightly startled. He knew that Princess Anle had arrived in Chang 'an, but he didn't expect her to appear here today.
Gu Zhuting was originally half a step behind him. When Yang Fan suddenly stopped, she didn't react in time. She hurriedly took another step forward and was shoulder to shoulder with Yang Fan. She quickly took another step back and still maintained a distance of half a step behind Yang Fan. A woman couldn't walk in front of her man. This was a rule passed down from the older generation, and she had always remembered it.
The Li Guo'er in front of him was still so beautiful, but what was different from before was that in the past, her beauty had a kind of vitality unique to wild women, like a clear spring in the mountains. Perhaps it was because of the pampered life, or perhaps it was because of the change in status, the Li Guo'er now had a bit more grace and arrogance in her beauty.
Because she had given birth, she had more of a mature woman's charm. This charm perfectly blended into her beautiful appearance. From her perfect figure and beautiful face, it was impossible to tell that this was a little married woman with a child. In fact, it was the same from the psychological point of view. As arrogant and willful as she was, she never had the awareness of being a mother.
Li Guo'er hated Yang Fan to the core. She only had kindness towards Yang Fan, when had there ever been hatred? But to her, kindness was always easy to forget, but hatred was hard to forget. Even if it wasn't hatred, it would only be a gap between them, and it would ferment in her heart as time passed.
She hated Yang Fan because Yang Fan was the only man who made her willing to lower herself to please and flatter him, but he abandoned her like a pair of worn-out shoes. She hated Yang Fan because Yang Fan was the only person in the world who knew how poor she used to be, and how she could only use her body to please men in exchange for benefits.
The more men crawled under her skirt, the more she remembered Yang Fan's disdain. Every time she saw Yang Fan, she, who was already as high as a phoenix, would remember the shame of being inferior to a chicken when she was down and out, and this shame eventually turned into her bone-deep hatred towards Yang Fan.
She glanced at Yang Fan, and then at Gu Zhuting who was standing next to Yang Fan. She just saw Yang Fan and Gu Zhuting whispering softly, and his eyes were full of gentleness. When did he ever have such an attitude towards her? In terms of beauty, identity, and age, what did this woman have to compare with her?
When Princess An Le quickly walked forward, Du Wentian and the other noblewomen also quickened their pace, wanting to catch up. However, they soon realized that the princess had met an old friend, so the noblewomen tactfully stopped in their tracks. Du Wentian naturally didn't dare to cross, and immediately stopped.
He did not recognize Yang Fan. The day before yesterday, when he followed Shangguan Wan 'er to the main hall of Xingjiao Temple, he was pretending to offer incense. The person who was sent to eavesdrop on Yang Fan's conversation was his subordinate. And when he was beaten, what left the deepest impression on him was Zhang Changzong's appearance. When Yang Fan walked out of the hall, he was already beaten black and blue. Then, he was carried away by someone and did not have the time to look at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan calmly bowed to Princess An Le and said, "Greetings, Your Highness!"
Yang Fan calmly bowed to Princess Anle with a smile, and said, "Greetings, Your Highness!"
"General Yang, you're really lucky!"
The hatred in Princess Anle's eyes disappeared in a flash, and then turned into a kind of charm that could turn people upside down. She looked up and down at Yang Fan a few times, and said with a smile, "I heard that General Yang was shot by an arrow on Vermilion Bird Avenue, and looking at you now, you're already much better."
Yang Fan smiled, and said, "Thank you for your question, Your Highness. I'm lucky, and that arrow was extremely dangerous, and almost hit my vitals. Fortunately, it only pierced through my chest, and didn't hit my heart, so I didn't die."
Princess Anle giggled, and said sweetly, "No wonder people say that good people don't live long, and scourges live for thousands of years …"
Gu Zhuting didn't know about the grudges between Princess Anle and Yang Fan, and when she heard her words, she thought she was teasing. To use someone else's injury as a topic of teasing, it meant that the two were very familiar with each other. Yang Fan already had many dealings with the royal family, and Gu Zhuting had also heard about his affair with Taiping. She immediately thought to herself, "Ah Lang and this Princess, don't tell me … no, no!"
As if sensing Gu Zhuting's attention, Princess Anle's gaze shifted to her, and looked at her like she was looking at a commodity, and said lightly, "This is your woman?"
Yang Fan stretched out a hand, and put it on Gu Zhuting's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Yes! She, is my woman! "
When Princess Anle said 'your woman', and when Yang Fan said 'my woman', their tones were different, and they had already exchanged blows. Gu Zhuting didn't realize that when she heard Yang Fan admit her identity in front of outsiders, she was both embarrassed and happy, as if she had drunk honey.
Princess Anle smiled faintly, and her gaze suddenly focused on the Arabian horse that Gu Zhuting was leading. After taking a careful look, she said with uncertainty, "This is … an Arabian horse?"
The Arabian horse was very different from the Central Plains horses, but those who didn't know what an Arabian horse looked like would not be able to recognize its origin. Unexpectedly, Princess Anle was able to recognize it in an instant.
In fact, this wasn't strange. There were no princesses of the Tang dynasty who were weak and delicate, and most of the noble ladies knew how to ride a horse. When Anle had just returned to Chang 'an, she was in a hurry to enter the upper class, and she didn't want to be looked down upon by the daughters of the nobles. As a result, she put in a lot of effort to learn the manners and skills that a noble lady should possess.
She was a woman who wanted to be superior to others in every aspect. Once, when she was traveling on horseback with a noble lady, she specially requested Wu Zetian to borrow an Arabian steed from the Imperial Stables Division. It was a tribute that the envoy sent by the Kingdom of Abbasid Caliphate hoped to strengthen the trade between the two countries to the Great Zhou Emperor.
At that time, Princess Anle was being doted on by Wu Zetian, and the Imperial Horse Supervisor was flattering her, recommending the horse to her, and introducing its abilities in detail. However, Princess Anle gradually incurred the disgust of Wu Zetian, and she didn't receive such treatment. However, she still remembered the characteristics of the Arabian horse, and as a result, she was able to recognize it at a glance.
Yang Fan was surprised, "Your Highness actually recognizes the Arabian horse? Good eyesight! "
Princess Anle's eyes instantly lit up. None of the relatives of the royal family in Luoyang had such a horse. Back then, when she borrowed the Empress's horse, she was in the limelight, but it was a pity that it was a borrowed horse. She didn't expect Yang Fan to have one. On the horse, Anle said, "I like to ride horses, I wonder if General Yang is willing to part with it?"
Yang Fan shook his head, "My apologies, this horse is a token of love from me to Miss Gu!"
Princess Anle smiled, and her smile was charming, but her eyes were getting colder, "I have asked, and General Yang is still unwilling to part with it?"
Yang Fan said indifferently, "Your Highness, why must you snatch away someone else's love!"
The smile on Princess Anle's face disappeared. She glared coldly at Yang Fan and said, "Yang Fan, don't be arrogant just because you're favored! What general or minister? In the end, you are just a dog reared by the royal family! "
Gu Zhuting felt deeply uneasy. As an assassin, she dared to assassinate a governor at the age of thirteen. If the order was for her to assassinate the Emperor, she would also dare to do it. Deep down, she was a person who revered hierarchy and valued etiquette the most. However, she didn't fear the imperial power and dared to challenge the highest authority.
It might sound contradictory, but it wasn't contradictory at all. When she jumped out of a circle, she could look down on all the rules in that circle. There was nothing that she needed to respect. When she jumped into a circle willingly, she had to follow everything in that circle.
Now, she was no longer a female assassin. Her life had gained a new meaning because of him. She cherished everything she had now, and she deeply loved the man beside her. She had to consider everything from his perspective.
The person before her was a princess, a member of the royal family. Gu Zhuting couldn't help but consider the predicament that this conflict would bring to her man. Thus, despite her reluctance, she whispered, "Ah Lang, since Princess likes this horse, I will gift it to Your Highness. In any case, I don't usually ride a horse. "
Before Yang Fan could speak, Li Guo 'er sharply said, "Who do you think you are? You don't deserve to say the word' gift 'to me."
She turned to Yang Fan and arrogantly raised her chin, saying, "I want you to give it to me."
Yang Fan ignored her and turned to Gu Zhuting. "Ting 'er, you don't need to compromise yourself for anyone. Your man is able to achieve what he has today because he fought with his life on the line. He didn't do it because he wanted to flatter a princess."
Li Guo 'er was enraged by Yang Fan's sarcasm. She was a noble princess, and she was more beautiful than Gu Zhuting. She didn't understand why Yang Fan didn't care about her, but treated a lowly woman like a treasure.
Li Guo 'er was jealous and hateful. She blurted out, "Who is she? Status, identity, age, and beauty? How can she compare to me? She's just a lowly servant that shamelessly clings to the rich and powerful. She's worthy of you treating her like a treasure! "
Gu Zhuting's face turned as white as paper. She didn't fall in love with Yang Fan because of his power or status. However, the difference in status between them was an obvious fact. The reason why she often had feelings of inferiority was because of these facts. Now that she was being insulted like this, she could not refute it with words. She bit her lower lip tightly, and a trace of sweetness gradually seeped into her mouth, corroding her heart.
In the distance, the group of noblewomen and Du Wentian seemed to be able to tell from their expressions that they were not old friends who had met and chatted in a friendly manner. Their curiosity made them perk up their ears. Unfortunately, they did not have super hearing like Yang Fan. Because they were standing too far away, they did not hear a word from the street.
Yang Fan was furious. He didn't understand what was wrong with Li Guo 'er. Speaking of feelings, they didn't have any feelings for each other. That day on Huang Zhu Ling, she was skilled in bed. She didn't bleed, but it already made Yang Fan vigilant.
Later, he understood that she didn't hesitate to sacrifice herself in order to escape from imprisonment. Yang Fan looked down on her a little more. Then, he figured out her real identity. Yang Fan started to distance himself from her. When he gradually found that there was something wrong with this woman's character, he kept a respectful distance.
Speaking of hatred, there shouldn't be a trace. Yang Fan had helped her family. When did she have any hatred? If it could be said that Yang Fan had used her and then abandoned her, then her love turning to hate could also be considered a reason. But Yang Fan knew that he didn't love her and she was only using him.
After Princess An Le returned to the capital, Yang Fan was not ignorant of the various scandals that gradually spread. This woman would never firmly place her heart on a man. Since she was heartless, how could love turn to hate? But other than these things, he really couldn't think of how he had offended her to make her hold such a deep grudge against him.
He didn't know that there really was a kind of person in this world. Zhang Kuo was so ruthless that it was difficult to use common sense to guess.
When Yang Fan had spied on Huang Zhuling, she had coincidentally been bitten by a poisonous snake and her life was hanging by a thread. Yang Fan had the heavy responsibility of rescuing the Prince of Luling. Even though he knew that saving this peasant girl could expose his identity, he still sucked the poison out of her to save her life. However, she took advantage of the moment when Yang Fan turned to leave to grab a sharp stone and fiercely throw it at the back of Yang Fan's head.
Yang Fan dodged the attack and caught her. She immediately argued that it was because she didn't believe that Yang Fan was a herbalist and was afraid that he would harm her. At the time, Yang Fan had already picked up the medicine basket and was preparing to leave, so how could he have any ill intentions towards her? When had she ever cared about her chastity and reputation?
The reason why she wanted to smash her savior to death was because she had taken Yang Fan's previous joke seriously. In order to conceal his true identity, Yang Fan had said that he was a herbalist, so he had taken her pearl of average quality as payment. The only reason why she wanted to smash her savior to death was to take back her pearl.
This kind of person was extremely narrow-minded. She wouldn't care about the kindness of a Gushing Spring Spring, but she would haggle over every ounce of hatred. This kind of person, just like when she was born, the heavens had stuffed a vicious air into her heart. How could she be treated as a normal person?
Yang Fan was enraged. His face darkened, and he said word by word, "You're asking about the difference? Then let me tell you. The difference between you and Miss Gu is the difference between a whore and a woman! "
Gu Zhuting was stunned. She didn't think that Yang Fan would actually dare to insult a princess. That was a princess! And the reason why he was like this was because she had been insulted. Tears began to well up in her eyes. Princess An Le was also stunned. She didn't think that Yang Fan would dare to speak like this. She looked at Yang Fan in shock, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Yang Fan's face was as cold as ice, and he said coldly, "Commander Jia Xing of the Yellow Bamboo Ridge, Brigade Commander Jia, and a few of his team leaders are all dead. As far as I know, their trusted subordinates and soldiers also met with various accidents. I'm sure you know the reason best, Miss Jiu Cai Er!"
Princess An Le took a step back, her face as pale as paper.
Yang Fan smiled coldly, and said, "Your Highness, please open your eyes wide and take a good look at Miss Gu. What do you see in her eyes? It's a pool of clear spring water! It's filled with dignity, chastity, loyalty, and purity! But in your eyes, I only see greed, indulgence, vanity, and shamelessness! "
Li Guo 'er felt as if she was struck by lightning, and couldn't help but take another step back. Yang Fan said disdainfully, "A body that can be sold at any time, no matter how beautiful it is, it will still stink! What do you have to compare with Miss Gu! "
Princess An Le's lips trembled, and she couldn't say a single word. When Yang Fan revealed the secret and called out the name "Jiu Cai Er", it was as if her skin was torn off, and she was completely beaten black and blue in front of Yang Fan. For a moment, she lost the courage to clamor.
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