Seeing Gu Zhuting walk in, Wan'er immediately stood up and greeted her with a smile.
Without waiting for Yang Fan to introduce her, she said warmly, "Sister Zhuting is here."
Her smile was warm and gentle, making people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze. It was the first time the two women had met, but her smile was like that of a very familiar friend. It made people feel incomparably intimate, but there was not the slightest hint of pretentiousness. In an instant, the distance between them was shortened.
Compared to Wan'er's relaxed expression, Gu Zhuting's expression was clearly a bit uneasy. But her uneasiness was just right. At first glance, people could tell that it was because she had met the world famous talented lady of Shangguan. She was a bit nervous because of the respect and admiration from the bottom of her heart. This kind of uneasiness naturally would not make Wan'er look down on her. Instead, she would have a good impression of her.
Yang Fan looked at them with a smile. For this meeting, the two women had clearly put in a lot of thought.
Wan'er had been by Wu Zetian's side since she was fourteen. She helped her sort out memorials, accompanied her to deal with state affairs, and watched her meet with officials. After many years of being influenced by what she had seen and heard, she naturally had a kind of wisdom and shrewdness in the court.
And Gu Zhuting, who had assassinated a high-ranking official who had a lot of troops in his hands at the age of thirteen, also had a kind of Jianghu people's alertness and cunning. These skills allowed her to walk freely in the treacherous and unpredictable Jianghu, where danger lurked everywhere. It was naturally easy for her to pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger in front of Wan'er.
One was a palace minister whose knowledge and strategy in the court was not the least bit inferior to the current important officials who lived in the eight residences and built the government offices. The other was a heroine in the heart of Jianghu who was not the least bit inferior to the heroes of Jianghu in the three mountains and five peaks, and the five lakes and four seas.
The wisdom and wisdom in the court and the courage in Jianghu were clearly more than enough to be used in the private residence and the boudoir. The two women revealed a smile. This time, it was a smile that came from the heart. Gu Zhuting sweetly called out, "Sister Wan'er."
Yang Fan ignored them. It seemed that there was no need for his introduction. He walked over boldly and lay down on the Luohan couch. He rested his chin on his hand and looked at them with a smile.
Wan'er was wearing a palace dress with subtle patterns. The folds of her dress were like the moonlight, flowing gently on the ground. It was more than three feet long. Her black jade-like hair was simply coiled into a flying fairy bun. She only had a green jade buyao in her hair. The buyao had a pearl on it, which made her look even more graceful and beautiful.
Gu Zhuting wore a green robe with narrow sleeves. Her jet-black hair was tied up in a bun and wrapped in a green scarf. She looked smart and experienced. Two locks of hair were neatly draped over her shoulders. Her hair was wet and glossy, shining like a mirror. Her forehead was lightly combed with a few locks of bangs. She looked elegant and charming, delicate and charming.
As the two women examined, evaluated, analyzed, probed, contacted, and gradually began to get closer, Yang Fan rested his chin on his hand and smiled like an old thief. He could see that Shanghai Wan'er, who was as gentle as a spring spring, was a veteran of Jianghu. Gu Zhuting, who was as beautiful as fresh snow, was also not a virgin.
In terms of style, who could compare with Princess Taiping, who had the peony peony. In terms of temperament, even Princess Anle, who was the most beautiful in the world, had to admit defeat in front of Wan'er. Gu Zhuting was originally a pretty daughter of a humble family. If she forced herself to be graceful, she would be like a servant following her master. She was like herself. This was who she was. Her way of showing herself was undoubtedly the most correct.
The two of them put in so much effort. Did they want to suppress each other? Obviously not. Wan'er disdained it, and Zhu Ting did not dare. In the end, they did not want to appear inferior in front of her man. The two women's intentions were to please Yang Fan. How could Yang Fan not laugh proudly?
Shanghai Wan'er and Gu Zhuting were both intelligent and cunning women. Of course, they understood why Yang Fan laughed so viciously. This bad guy had clearly seen through their intentions. So after a round of pleasantries, Wan'er took Gu Zhuting's hand and warmly walked to the couch. She quickly rolled her eyes at Yang Fan. Gu Zhuting also took the opportunity to wrinkle her nose at him.
Yang Fan saw the two of them approaching. He moved a little closer to the couch. Shanghai Wan'er sat next to his thigh. She smiled and praised Gu Zhuting. "Sister Zhuting is really not bad. Elegant and charming, gentle and generous. Erlang, how can all the good fortune in the world belong to you! "
As she said this, she stretched out her hand and patted Yang Fan's thigh. With this pat, her index finger and thumb quickly pinched his thigh. Who asked this fellow to laugh so obnoxiously?
Gu Zhuting lowered her head and shyly said, "When I see sister's expression, I feel that I am not worthy of sister's praise. If sister continues to praise me, I will be too ashamed to show my face..."
Wan'er could praise her, but she could not praise Wan'er. This was her duty. But it was okay to compliment her a little. It was not strange to be too polite.
Yang Fan coughed and said, "We are family. You two don't need to be so polite! Listening to this kind of tune, my teeth are sore. Well, actually, if you two have such thoughts, why don't you use them on me? If you can make me comfortable, that is better than anything else... "
With one sentence from Yang Fan, he tore off their masks. The two beauties were extremely embarrassed. They bit their lips and blushed. They secretly glanced at each other. When their eyes met, they suddenly laughed. The unfamiliarity was like a thin layer of ice. In the spring breeze, it turned into spring rain, wetting their watery eyes...
...
When Li Guo'er returned to the mansion, she angrily rushed to her bedroom. Very soon, the bedroom was filled with wind and rain.
This mansion belonged to the Du family. Naturally, Li Guo'er did not live in the guest room. The guest room belonged to the owner, Du Wentian. An Le and Wu Chongxun lived in the main room. Therefore, the furnishings in the room were extremely luxurious. A table, a table, a cup, and a plate were all high quality utensils. Under Li Guo'er's anger, all of them were destroyed.
Li Guo'er did not regard this as an outsider. She really treated this place as her home. She smashed everything to vent her anger. She did not care that these things belonged to others. A large floor lamp made of 18 porcelain. It was as simple as a tree. There were all kinds of animals on it. Each of them had a candlestick. She swung the spring stool and smashed it into pieces.
A red sandalwood screen with famous craftsmen fighting and the paintings of famous masters was splashed with ink by the four treasures of the study that she brushed aside. An antique shelf with all kinds of antiques was forcibly pushed down by her, and a six-foot-tall bronze mirror embedded in the wall was originally shining with a clear light. It was an extremely precious object, but it was also smashed by the flower pot that she threw out, leaving a big dent in it.
When the maids heard the smashing sounds in the bedroom, they all kept quiet out of fear. No matter if it was the palace maids that accompanied Li Guo'er in marriage or the maids sent by the Wu family, who did not know this Princess An Le was unruly and arrogant. When they heard her lose her temper, no one dared to go in and provoke her.
After a long time, the smashing sounds in the room stopped. The maids were anxious but still did not dare to go in. At this time, Du Wentian came to the outside of Princess An Le's room. When he saw the strange expressions of the palace maids outside, he couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Is Her Highness angry?"
One of the palace maids put a finger to her lips and made a shushing gesture. She whispered, "Her Highness is extremely unhappy. She is angry."
Du Wentian knew that if he showed weakness today, Princess An Le would definitely be unhappy. When he heard that she was angry, his heart tightened. He wanted to leave first but was afraid that if he did not apologize in time, he would make this beauty even more unhappy. After hesitating for a while, he said, "I want to see the Princess."
The palace maid hurriedly shook her head and whispered, "The Princess is angry, who dares to ask for an audience for you."
This was Du Wentian's house after all. It was not like the Princess' residence. Du Wentian did not need to be so reserved. He thought for a while and plucked up his courage and said loudly, "Du Wentian wants to see the Princess."
After a while, there was no reply. Du Wentian was a little embarrassed. He was about to turn around and leave when he heard a faint voice coming from the room, "Come in!"
Du Wentian hurriedly entered the room. Once he entered, he saw a large hall. The hall was not messy. This was Du Wentian's house and he was very familiar with the situation inside. Once he saw that the Princess was not here, he plucked up his courage and went around the screen. He saw that the inside looked like it was hit by a tornado. Many valuable objects were smashed to pieces. His heart ached. But when he saw Princess An Le sitting by the bed, Du Wentian's heart skipped a beat and his throat immediately became dry.
It was almost June and the weather was hot. Princess An Le had smashed everything and her body was warm. She took off her outer garment and sat by the bed to sulk. When Du Wentian came in, Princess An Le, who was so angry that she fainted, had forgotten that she was not wearing her outer garment.
A beauty of unparalleled beauty wearing only her inner garment. Even though the inner garment would not expose too much skin, An Le's undergarment was extremely thin and transparent. How could it hide her enchanting figure?
Although she was still in a state of resentment, her beautiful face was still seductive. Her faintly discernible skin was astonishingly white and tender, exuding a faint halo, causing one's heart to sway and soul to be captivated. Du Wentian was infatuated for a moment before he came to his senses. He hurriedly went forward to pay his respects, "Wentian greets Your Highness!"
Du Wentian did not dare to look up. His greedy eyes only stared at that pair of snow-white skin and beautiful jade feet. He pretended to be respectful and said, "Your Highness, I did not expect such a situation to occur on my journey today. I did not bring enough money with me, causing Your Highness to be humiliated. It is my fault. Today... I have specially come to ask for forgiveness from Your Highness."
Princess An Le glanced at him. Even though Du Wentian hid it very quickly, Princess An Le could still see that familiar look in his eyes. She had seen too many men like this. That kind of greedy desire, that kind of infatuated look, made her feel much better.
Looking at the mess in the room, An Le remembered that this house was borrowed. Her family's princess residence in Chang'an had not been built yet. Du Wentian had already spent a lot of money on her today's journey. It was almost four hundred thousand taels. Even if she was a noble princess and Prince Liang's daughter-in-law, she would not have brought so much money with her. She was spending other people's money, using other people's money, and even smashing other people's things. How could she lose her temper? Thus, Li Guo'er waved her hand and said magnanimously, "Forget it. This matter cannot be blamed on you. Sit. "
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Du Wentian hurriedly agreed. He picked up a brocade stool that had fallen to the ground and sat down on it.
Li Guo'er let out a long sigh of relief. She pulled a pillow over and reclined on the couch. As she reclined, her snow-white, jade-like chest was immediately revealed. Du Wentian watched as her jade-like breasts, which were as thin as cicada's wings, lightly jiggled. His heart skipped a beat. His eyes sank into the white, tender cleavage, and he could no longer pull them away.
He was originally a lecherous ghost. With such a beauty in front of him, if not for the fact that he still had a sliver of clarity in his mind and knew that this was the princess, he would be done for if he offended her in the slightest. He would have already pounced on her.
Li Guo'er angrily said, "This Yang Fan has made a fool of me. I will definitely not let him off!"
Only now did Du Wentian remember the reason for his visit. He hurriedly said, "Princess is right. I really do not understand. Yang Fan is merely a loyal general, a lower third rank official. How could he have the guts to offend Your Highness in front of so many people?"
Now that the Li Clan was not in power, if Princess An Le hadn't married into the Wu Clan, there would be even more people who didn't respect her as a princess. How could she say such words? Thus, she angrily said, "This person is very close to Zhang Changzong and thinks that he has a high status. Naturally, he doesn't even respect me!"
Du Wentian thought, "Zhang Changzong is now the most popular person in the imperial court. Not to mention Princess An Le, even King Liang does not dare to offend him. Yang Fan has curried favor with him. No wonder he is so arrogant. However, the Emperor is already old. How long can he be arrogant for? This Yang Fan is just a short-sighted person. "
Du Wentian felt a little disdain in his heart. He hurriedly said, "I see. No wonder a few days ago, I saw him traveling with Zhang Changzong at Xingjiao Temple. Oh! That's right, at that time, there was also a beautiful woman with a scholarly aura beside them. The three of them were talking and laughing, and it was very harmonious. "
An Le lazily said, "Is that so? Then it must be Shangguan Daizhi. "
Du Wentian smiled and said, "I do not know Shangguan Daizhi. I do not know if it is her. That day, Yang Fan changed his name to Yang Qiao. That woman is Zheng Waner. "
An Le said, "Zheng Waner? Shangguan Daizhi's mother's surname is Zheng. Her name is Zheng Waner. Isn't she using her mother's surname? Strange, they were just traveling. Why did they have to be so sneaky and change their names? "
Du Wentian shook his head and pretended to be confused. "Could it be Shangguan Daizhi? That Zheng Waner is a pregnant woman."
"What?" When Princess An Le heard this, she immediately sat up. Her eyes lit up. "You are saying that Zheng Waner is pregnant?"
"Yes!"
"Come closer and tell me in detail."
Du Wentian hurriedly agreed and moved the brocade stool to sit in front of her. As he got closer, a delicate fragrance assailed his nostrils. Princess An Le's thin and transparent large sleeved gown was completely unable to conceal her snow-white, exquisite and curvaceous body at all. Instead, it made her even more alluring.
Du Wentian could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
If Zhang Changzong is traveling, which woman is qualified to sit on the same level as him? It can only be Shanghai Wan'er. Moreover, that woman is called Zheng Waner. But if she is Shanghai Wan'er, how can she be a pregnant woman? Why would they hide their identities when traveling? Princess An Le immediately saw something was wrong.
Li Guo'er had already noticed that Du Wentian's eyes were a little dazed, but she didn't care at all. Instead, she deliberately leaned forward and put her pair of trembling breasts in front of his eyelids. She couldn't wait and said, "Quick! Tell me what you saw that day in detail! "
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