"General?" Fu Mingjiao moved closer to Yin Xuanlin, tilted her head to look at him, but saw that he tilted his head and did not meet her eyes.
Fu Mingjiao was immediately amused when she saw Yin Xuanlin's appearance. She walked around to Yin Xuanlin, held his face with her hands, looked at him with a smile, and said with a hint of teasing in her tone: "It turns out there is also our general. When are you jealous?"
Yin Xuanlin: "Don't make trouble."
He reached out and held Fu Mingjiao's wrist, gently rubbing the skin of her wrist with his thumb pad, lowering his head slightly and saying nothing.
Yan Zhe.
A person¡¯s heart cannot be hidden.
How could he not know?
Yan Zhe helped him a lot, but this did not conflict with him. The first time he faced Yan Zhe, he could see Yan Zhe's feelings for Fu Mingjiao
"Jiaojiao." Yin Xuanlin held Fu Mingjiao's hand tightly.
"Idiot, what are you thinking about?" Fu Mingjiao reached out and pinched his chin in a funny tone, and said in a soft and brisk tone: "Master Yan has helped me many times, but after just a few words, you got jealous?"
"I never had the chance before, but now that you are in the mansion, please choose a day to invite Mr. Yan to come and sit in the mansion." Fu Mingjiao turned around and sat down on the soft cushion next to her and said softly.
Yan Zhe was too busy with her father's funeral to invite her, and then Yin Xuanlin was not in the house. After all, she was a housewife, so it was not appropriate to invite her alone.
Now that Yin Xuanlin is back, and Yan Zhe happens to be back in Beijing, why don't you thank him properly?
Besides, Yan Zhe is the only one in the Qingguo Palace now. Fu Mingjiao feels a bit pity in her heart. She thinks that if Yan Zhe can make friends with Yin Xuanlin, he will have many friends and people to worry about, and there will be no more people leaving the capital. No one knew about it for a long time.
Yin Xuanlin actually understands what Fu Mingjiao means and trusts her.
But
He couldn't help but think of someone thinking about his little wife!
What Fu Mingya said was not a joke. A few days later, he asked Yin Xuanlin to send a message to Duke Qing, inviting Yan Zhe to come to the mansion for a small gathering.
"Master, why are you really here?" Amu raised his head and looked at the grand door of the General's Mansion. He turned his head awkwardly and looked at Yan Zhe who got off the carriage and muttered in a low voice. He knew his master's thoughts. , isn¡¯t this unpleasant?
"Talk too much." Yan Zhe glanced at Amu and walked towards the general's mansion with a smile on his face.
"Is he Mr. Yan from Duke Qing's Mansion?" Zhang Gui, who was waiting at the door of the mansion, hurriedly came over to greet him. With a polite smile, he very solemnly invited Yan Zhe into the main hall.
Yan Zhe glanced at the scenery along the road to the General's Mansion. Compared to the last time he came, the General's Mansion today was more grand. There were many more flowers and plants, as well as the gurgling water. It was not difficult to tell the owner of this mansion. He takes good care of his home.
When Yan Zhe entered the main hall, he saw the man who was sitting in the main hall. Wen Sheng turned his head and looked, just like the cold eyes in his memory, he had the aura to kill everyone.
Yin Xuanlin stood up to greet him: "Master Yan."
"General Yin." Yan Zhe smiled and took a step forward to bow to Yin Xuanlin.
"It's been many years since we've seen each other. General, how are you doing?" Yan Zhe smiled with his lips curved, showing such an approachable and gentle manner.
"Master Yan, please." Yin Xuanlin lowered his head and smiled. He raised his hand to invite Yan Zhe to sit down at the table. After raising his hand to call for tea, he said: "My wife is still dressing up. Master Yan, sit down for a moment." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com