In the next few days, An Nuanzhi felt very uneasy, especially when she saw Lin Beichuan. Of course, it was not because Wen Rao had a favorable impression of Lin Beichuan that was beyond ordinary relationships, but because she felt that He Ruoxiao was killed, it was very strange, as if someone was deliberately framed Wen Rao.

Fortunately, An Nuanori became busy in the next few days and had no time to think about it. However, every time she met Lin Beichuan accidentally, An Nuanori found that he was not staring at her like before. His eyes were a little dodged and a little exploring. An Nuanori understood very well that Lin Beichuan was the person who knew Wen Rao the best. Wen Rao changed so much overnight, he must have been confused. But there was nothing he could do about this. Who made her pass through her soul? Dominating someone's body will of course cause a series of "thunder and lightning effects". Gradually, An Nuanori also got used to the strange eyes when Lin Beichuan looked at her.

However, at this moment, An Nuanzhi did not notice that Lin Beichuan was monitoring her. When he hated her, he actually felt good about her. When he fell in love with her, the strangeness in his eyes had developed into a different feeling. Of course, even Lin Beichuan himself did not notice this. He still thought that he just hated this "hypocritical" cousin!

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One day, early in the morning, Lian Qiao walked into An Nuanzhi's boudoir anxiously, with an expression that the sky was about to fall.

"It's not good if it's not good."

"What's wrong?" An Nuanzhi asked quietly. Her reaction made Lian Qiao admire her. She thought to herself, it would be fine if she was half as calm as they were. But things were urgent, so she really had to get nervous.

"Tell me quickly! What are you looking at!" Seeing that Lian Qiao was staring at her without saying a word, An Nuanori couldn't help but put down the book in her hand and turned her head seriously to listen.

"Oh." Lian Qiao came to her senses. She handed An Nuanzhi a yellow brocade box. When she opened it, An Nuanzhi was slightly surprised. She was very familiar with this thing in her previous life. It was the emperor's oral decree. When she opened the decree, she swept her eyes. An Nuanzhi quickly frowned, "Your Majesty wants to summon Wen Qian and me?"

"Yes, Chang." Lian Qiao nodded her head while pecking, buffering her buffering, and then calmed down and expressed her concern in words, "Chang, why did the emperor ask you to enter the palace at this time? And it's still with Er? Is it related to King An?" Lian Qiao became much smarter after An Nuan weaving these days. When Lian Qiao received this news, she discovered something unusual.

"Haha, Lian Qiao Xiaoyou has grown up!" An Nuanzhi looked at the little girl with a bun in front of her with relief.

"Thank you for your praise." Lian Qiao felt a little embarrassed, but she still asked with some concern, "Why is the emperor who is good at Jiaji?"

"You'll know when you go! I'm not the only one!" An Nuanzhi smiled slightly, and she thought to herself, since the emperor summoned Wen Qian, I'm afraid Wen Qian is more nervous than her now.

The palace's gilded dragon pillar, huge mahogany dome, high door lintel, a clear blue pool, graceful, luxurious, and grand. Many people originally intended it to sink into the whirlpool of power. Why? Because just appreciating the appearance of the palace can arouse the ambitions of many people. Everyone is willing to live in a luxurious palace, dressed in luxury, who doesn't want to live above others?

An Nuanzhi stood outside the palace, and her heart was ups and downs. It was now 85 years since Anhe, and it had been twenty-five years since she left Shangyu Kingdom. When she stepped on here again, she showed a different emotion in her heart.

"The palace is so beautiful!" Wen Qian's eyes showed yearning. She dressed herself up very grandly and wore the best clothes on her body. Her intentions were very obvious. It was rare to see the emperor, which won the emperor's favor and became the legitimate princess of King An smoothly. Isn't it very important?

Compared to Wen Qian, An Nuanzhi is much more low-key, and she wears simpler clothes. She has a light moon white without any colorful colors. The plain gauze covers her cheeks, and the scars on her face are faintly visible in the veil. Although it is a bit ugly, she is better because of her special temperament.

"The elder sister is so unlucky. When I go to see the emperor with a 'mass and mourning dress', the emperor must hate you like this! The scars on your face are really overwhelming." Wen Qian mocked on the side.

An Nuanori has no good feelings for Wen Qian, and she only looks down on this "second" who is climbing up with her relatives.

But An Nuanori didn't want to be in trouble with Wen Qian. After all, they were all Wen An's daughters. An Nuanori didn't want to make his ancient "father" sad. She took a reluctance and endurance attitude to maintain the minimum, superficial peace.

When Wen Qian saw that Wen Rao was not afraid of her, she couldn't help but show a self-inflicted expression and walked her way honestly.

I soon arrived at the Ambergris Hall. An Nuanzhi entered the hall and looked around. Here, it was still the same, and it had not changed at all. A magnificent main hall, two side halls, shaped like a lying dragon, and the place where the door lintel was facing was Longtou. Here, there were beautiful memories of her and Luo, which was also a little painful and sad, but the wonder was that when she stepped onto the bluestone slab one by one, all her emotions returned to peace, and she felt relieved.

This is the power of time. Time can make memories more angular and colorful, and it can also make memories settle, settle, and settle into the corner, and then gradually, gradually merge with other feelings, and finally become the most precious thing in people's hearts - nostalgia.

That's right, An Nuanzhi is now holding a nostalgic attitude. It's not that she forgot Lan Yiluo, but that she found that Lan Yiluo seemed to have lived in the depths of her soul, breathing with her, and sharing her destiny. This is what the saying goes, "Mix it with water; twist one you, and then shape another me. I have you in the mud, and I have me in the mud; I live in the same quilt and die in the same coffin." An Nuanzhi felt that she was much more mature at this time.

"Long live the emperor, long live the imperial concubine, thousand years of Concubine Yue... I wish the emperor, the imperial concubine Yue, good luck and longevity." Wen Qian was quite lively as soon as she entered, and recited the memorable words of greetings she had memorized in advance.

Her smart and smart appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention, and An Nuanori, as the eldest sister, seemed less dazzling. However, An Nuanori didn't care.

In fact, An Nuanzhi would rather be low-key than anyone noticed her, because now in front of her is Emperor Anhe, Lan Yixuan, who once forced Lan Yiluo to death and jumped off the sky cliff. To be honest, An Nuanzhi didn't want to see this man from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were fixed on her, Wen Qian shook her head proudly. She thought to herself, "I, Wen Qian, are the best, no one can compare to me!"

In contrast, An Nuanzhi's greetings were simply a lot, but very decent, not as impetuous and empty as Wen Qian. She said, "Long live the emperor, Concubine Yue, a thousand years old. My daughter, Wen Shirao, has never come to the palace to meet the saint. I hope there is anything wrong. Emperor, Concubine Yue, forgive me."

An Nuanzhi was actually very conflicted in her heart. She knelt down to her former husband-killing enemy Lan Yixuan and said some very casual words. She felt as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly, but what could she do? She is now living for Wen Rao. Her every move represents Wen Rao, and also represents the Wen family. She wants to make a sigh of relief for her ancient father.

After An Nuanori's voice fell, everyone's eyes just turned on Wen Qian's body one by one to An Nuanori. It can be seen that An Nuanori's greetings were more appropriate and not ostentatious, but were deeply appreciated by everyone. They thought, is this veil-covered woman the rumored "Wen Family Daitou Goose" Wen Rao?

Rumors are completely different from reality. They are well-educated and cautious and generous in their work. In front of them, because of this "stunning" layer, after Wen Qian and An Nuanzhi took their seats, everyone's eyes were all on An Nuanzhi.

Wen Qian was unhappy when she saw this scene. She couldn't help but be surprised. Where did Wen Rao, who was so scared that she couldn't say a word when she saw the big scene? Wen Qian originally wanted to use her wit and cleverness to make Wen Rao embarrassed in front of everyone, but unexpectedly, Wen Rao's performance could not find any flaws. This made Wen Qian angry and angry.

In the middle of the main hall, Emperor Lan Yixuan narrowed his eyes slightly. He was now a middle-aged man with sparse temples. He was elegant and majestic, with a solemn manner that others could not look at. He was like a god, keeping people from thousands of miles away. He saw that everyone was cold and cold, as if he was not looking at you.

but!!

Lan Yixuan's expression changed dramatically from the moment An Nuanzhi was about to enter the Ambergris Palace. Lan Yixuan's eyes seemed to throw a bomb. He thought in a daze that his little queen was back.

If he hadn't received the news of his little queen's death in Mo Yuguo long ago, he would have thought that "Wen Rao" standing in front of him was the person he had been thinking about day and night.

Concubine Yue discovered Lan Yixuan's loss of consciousness. She looked in Wen Rao. When her eyes fell on the woman in Subu, she couldn't help but feel like something was "ding" in her heart. Yes, she also discovered that at this moment, the girl named "Wen Rao" had a very similar temperament, alone.

Concubine Yue suddenly had an alarm bell in her heart.

She smiled and stood up, saying, "The two girls in the Wen family are both beautiful and cute, especially Wen Rao. I wonder if Wen Rao, will you sing songs?"

Lan Yixuan seemed very interested in this question. He turned his head and looked directly on Wen Rao.

An Nuanzhi lowered her eyebrows and said, "Go back to the Imperial Concubine, Wen Rao doesn't understand the rhythm and is not good at singing." An Nuanzhi knew that with Shangguan Yuexian's scheming, she would definitely find clues in her. Even if a person has changed his appearance, voice, and figure, the only thing that remains unchanged is his talent and talent. Shangguan Yuexian must have used this to test her, but how could she be fooled easily?

After all, Shangguan Yuexian is not an ordinary woman. She looked at Wen Rao suspiciously and was about to continue asking questions, but was interrupted by Wen Qian beside her.

"Empress Concubine, don't ask the elder sister, you don't know anything! Since Empress Concubine wants to listen to the song, let Qian'er sing a song with ugly expressions!" Wen Qian hurriedly wanted to show off. She was a woman who could seize opportunities. Of course, she would not let go of this opportunity to show herself.

The song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" is melodious and beautiful, and she has received good training and guidance since childhood, and every move is straightforward. After singing, Wen Qian walked to An Nuanzhi proudly, deliberately stepping on her as if she was showing off.

"Sorry, elder sister, I'm too nervous and didn't see you." Wen Qian sounded like she was apologizing, and the contempt in her breath was very strong.
Chapter completed!