Chapter 1099 Mansion Fighting Elegance, the Sick and Delicate Prince of the Royal Mansion 14
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The wine was depressed, Luo Qingyun secretly used the corner of his eye to look at Luo Bai, and said in his heart, could it be that he was discovered that he fell into the water that time? !
But soon, Luo Qingyun dismissed the idea.
No way.
If this little demon found out that she and her brother were designing him, how could there be no movement until now, if there had been a disturbance in the past, whether there was evidence or not, he would have gone to his grandmother to sue them.
But now he hasn't moved, so it should be... Didn't find it.
And just as Luo Qingyun was silently guessing, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the lobby door, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly fluctuated.
Luo Qingyun looked up, only to see a tall figure walk in at the door, that person was very tall, dressed in white and very close to the graceful and suave, his facial features were extremely handsome, his eyes were typical Danfeng eyes, and there was an indescribable smile.
At a glance, Luo Qingyun felt that when he saw the bright moon and white clouds, it seemed to be the chic cool breeze in the mountains.
My heart started beating faster.
The man in white has no other pendants on his body except for a piece of fine white jade around his waist, but under his outstanding temperament, he is even more outstanding.
"Yan... Brother Yan Liang?! The little boy of the Imperial Doctor's family was stunned.
Yan Liang smiled at him, "Aqing, long time no see." ”
There were three civil officials in the Sheng Yuan Dynasty, namely the prime minister, the imperial lieutenant, and the imperial historian.
And the imperial envoy doctor, who has always had a good relationship with the prime minister, liked to bring his two sons to the prime minister's house many years ago, and naturally, the two juniors knew each other when they were children.
At this time, Bailiqing saw the old man he hadn't seen for many years, and he was so excited that he hurriedly got up from his seat.
The prime minister of the year, the eldest son, could write poems at the age of three, and the export of chapters at the age of five, a thick copy of "The Law of the Great Yuan Kingdom" can be memorized in just half a day, and he is completely a character of Yanguan Jinghua.
It's a pity that when this eldest prince was ten years old, he had a serious illness and almost couldn't be saved, and after that, the Yunde monk, who was good friends with the prime minister, suddenly came to the prime minister's house for some reason and gave a request to the prime minister's eldest son, who had just recovered from illness at that time.
What is the order, the prime minister did not leak it out, the world only knows that the prime minister let the eldest prince who had just recovered from illness leave with the monk Yunde.
This departure is sixteen years.
It was only recently that the news came out that the prime minister's eldest son was coming back.
Twenty-six did not marry, even if it was placed in Sheng Yuan, who was open to the people, it was very rare, but even if Yan Liang became an 'old man', there were still a lot of daughters in the capital who wanted to marry.
Why?
If you are rich, powerful, good-looking and talented, why don't you want to get married?!
"Brother Yan Liang, come and sit here." Bailiqing hurriedly said.
Yan Liang didn't move, his eyes turned in the field, and after inadvertently catching a glimpse of a certain place, he didn't look away when he looked at the pair of eyelids that were slightly deep, and there were black pupils that seemed to be smiling at the corners of his eyes.
Yan Liang's first feeling was that those eyes were too beautiful, and they seemed to be full of stars, and subconsciously, Yan Liang walked over.
He was tall, with a tenacity as straight as a green pine, and he walked past it in a few steps.
"Is there anyone around here?!"
The audience fell silent for a moment.
The atmosphere is eerie.
The black-haired young man who was eating grapes raised his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly long, stained with bright colors and contempt, and when he squinted at people, there was a kind of arrogant and sultry bewitchment.
Yan Liang's unprovoked breathing was suffocated.