Essential Accomplishments of A Perfect White Moonlight

The king of Yue returned to Beijing, the prince and all the officials greeted him in person, Yan Yiming and Jian Yuyan sat on the teahouses on both sides of the road that the prince of Yue must pass. Come to see the prince and the king of Yue's demeanor rich and idle people.

There are probably a few scholars sitting in the Accord next door, and at the moment they are talking about how the crown prince greeted the King of Yue in person, which shows the deep brotherhood, and they also mentioned that the King of Yue and General Shao in Beiping have testified that Chen Xia's country is really as stable as Mount Tai.

Jian Yuyan just smiled lightly when she heard that, the relationship between the Prince and the King of Yue has long been unclear because of a woman.

No matter what Yan Yiming said to him at the beginning, or after Yan Yiming's death, Nangong Ye did not blame Nangong Xuan but asked to leave the domain, all of which proved that Yan Yiming's death was too strange after all.

Jian Yuyan probably guessed that the king of Yue should know the cause of Yan Yiming's death, and the crown prince really believed that Yan Yiming died because of him.

The two reached a strange harmony, and now when they meet, they are brothers and sisters, and everyone praises them.

Although now she no longer cares about being seen by others, Yan Yiming puts on the veil herself. She said that he and Jian Yuer are siblings after all, and it would be troublesome if others find out.

Jian Yuyan really couldn't pick out anything inconsiderate, sitting by the side in the morning watching Yan Yiming get dressed, she felt a kind of peace and comfort that was so peaceful in the past. Standing up, he took Luo Zidai from Yan Yiming's hand to paint Yan Yiming's eyebrows. Yan Yiming was very worried about Luo Zidai and handed it to him, "If the drawing is not good, I will..."

Jian Yuyan raised her chin lightly with one hand, traced lightly with skillful technique, and smiled teasingly, "How about you?"

Yan Yiming kept this movement obediently, and blinked at Jian Yuyan, "Just let you help me draw every day."

"Extremely happy", Jian Yuyan opened his lips and smiled, carefully looked at the lightly drawn Daimei and let go of Yan Yiming, "Look, how is it?"

The indistinct facial features in the bronze mirror are not very clear, but it can still be seen that Jian Yuyan's Qiuniang eyebrows are drawn very well, which makes this face more delicate and soft. Yan Yiming kissed Jian Yuyan on the cheek in satisfaction, and after being caught by Jian Yuyan for another long and deep kiss, he let her go out of the plum garden together.

Now the sound of horseshoes coming from afar broke through the noise of Jinling Long Street, and the scholars beside them finally stopped talking and looked in the direction of the sound of horseshoes.

Still carrying the chilling aura unique to the north, it suddenly flooded the warm and moist land in the south of the Yangtze River.

The hoofbeats of the horses sounded gradually, Yan Yiming raised his eyes and looked up, the leader was sitting on top of the horse. Such facial features are fully exposed.

That face was more and more similar to Nangong Xuan's, but not nearly the same.

Two years is enough for a young man to completely shed all his innocence. The killing in the north has polished the young man upright and sharp. At this moment, there seems to be no trace of familiarity.

In my memory, the boy whose face would turn red because of her teasing, and whose eyes would turn red from crying because of her departure, was vaguely still in front of his eyes, but the goodbye had changed, and Yan Yiming stared at Nangong Ye who had now turned into a man. , suddenly a little in a trance.

Nangong Ye looked towards the teahouse on the left as if he had sensed something, and met the woman who was looking at him and covered her face.

Nangong Ye only felt that the woman was looking at him with long and steady eyes, and her eyebrows and eyes were familiar. When she saw Jian Yuyan next to the woman, Nangong Ye raised her lips and clasped her fists as a greeting. The horse went away without stopping any longer.

Jian Yuyan smiled, turned around and said to Yan Yiming, "The King of Yue really recognized you as his sister."

"En", Yan Yiming responded softly. This face was already very similar to Jian Yuer, and now it happened to appear beside Jian Yuyan. If there was no red mole at the end of the eye, even the people around Jian Yuer would not be able to recognize her. come out.

Not to mention Nangong Ye who just glanced at him from a distance.

Unrecognizable...in fact, it's the best.

After a long time, Jinling Long Street returned to its former hustle and bustle. Yan Yiming took off his veil and sipped tea. It was not Huangshan Maojian, which Jian Yuyan liked, but Biluochun, which she drank most often.

Jian Yuyan remembered Yan Yiming's favorite tea. At that time, he once again sighed that Yan Yiming really had a destiny with the deceased princess, not only because of his name and the red mole at the end of his eye, but also his beloved Biluochun. Yan Yiming's eyes flashed, and he teased him with a smile, "I even know what kind of tea I like to drink, but I really don't like it at all?"

Jian Yuyan pinched her waist lightly and explained helplessly, "It's not that I remember what kind of tea the Crown Princess likes, but that after the Crown Princess died, the Crown Prince never drank tea other than Biluochun."

Yan Yiming opened his mouth, probably because he didn't expect that a man like Nangong Xuan would have such a subtle emotional behavior one day.

It's just that Nangong Xuan has already passed away, and the person who is willing to drink Biluochun with her now is not Nangong Xuan, but Jian Yuyan.

Jian Yuyan stole half a day off, and stayed with Yan Yiming in the teahouse for a little while, and was finally called by someone from the East Palace, but before leaving, she asked Yan Yiming if he wanted to send her back.

Yan Yiming looked at the anxious guard beside him who was blushing and turned into a good man, "It's important, I'll just sit down and go back later."

Jian Yuyan whispered in Yan Yiming's ear, "Wait for me obediently at night."

Yan Yiming's ears were a little sensitive, he flinched slightly and smiled, glared at him and pushed him away, watching Jian Yuyan's figure disappear downstairs, then took out Jian Yuyan's card and looked at the data on it.

Jian Yuyan's favorability has now reached 80%, and various statistics have gradually increased with the increase in favorability, but the decision-making power is still rising slowly.

Yan Yiming couldn't hold back and asked Little Apple, "Is my guess right? The former royal family is sure it's Jian Yuyan and not someone else?"

Although it cannot be spoiled, Little Apple did not hide what Yan Yiming had already guessed, and nodded solemnly, "It is indeed him."

Yan Yiming looked at the worrying numbers on his forehead, "According to this momentum, how can Jian Yuyan compete with Nangong Xuan?"

Little Apple closed his mouth again without saying a word, Yan Yiming sighed and put the cards away and walked out of the teahouse, when he raised his head and bumped into an unexpected but familiar figure.

Yan Yiming never expected to meet Jiang Yi by such a coincidence, but he didn't show too much surprise when he saw him now, Qi Yan smiled and saluted, "Young Master Jiang."

"You know me", Jiang Yixing said.

"I met Mr. Jiang once, and I heard Mr. Jian mention it." Yan Yiming smiled.

Even Jiang Yi was taken aback when he found out that Jian Yuyan had inter-female thoughts towards Jian Yuer, but he was also really shocked that someone looks so similar to Jian Yuer. People wondered if this woman was the young lady who was lost by the Jian family.

It's just that Jiang Yi still remembered that in Fuyu Mountain, the woman ran into Jian Yu'er with a panicked look, but when she saw him again today, she didn't see the gaffe of that day, and she still mentioned Jian Yuyan so calmly.

Furthermore, Yan Yiming was talking about the time she met him and Jian Yu'er in Fuyu Temple, but she didn't recognize him, so how did she know that it was he and not someone else who accompanied Jian Yu'er that day? Also, he always remembered the woman's sudden smile back then, Jiang Yi was sure that she must have recognized him a long time ago, and even knew that he would appear there.

But at this moment, Yan Yiming didn't mention this at all, and he looked like a different person. Looking at the familiar facial features of the woman in front of him, Jiang Yi always felt that there was a lingering contradiction and something wrong.

"You..." Jiang Yi's eyes locked on Yan Yiming's face. He wanted to ask her if she had met her before but he didn't ask her in the end. These things can be found out even if they don't ask. Besides, Jiang Yi doesn't think that this woman will be with her. He speaks the truth.

Jiang Yi didn't ask Yan Yiming, and there was no need to explain anything to him. He simply said a few words and then turned around to leave. The boy came back and went to the plum garden with the girl Jiang Yidao.

King Yue's return to Beijing is considered a great joy, and His Majesty's spirit has improved a lot because of King Yue's return to Beijing. The frontier is not smooth and unwell to marry a wife, but he is blocked back.

Both the queen and the crown prince looked at Nangong Ye with complicated eyes, but His Majesty praised Yue Wang for his ambition.

His Majesty was in a good mood, and the palace banquet lasted until night. As Jian Yuyan said, Jian Yuyan did not appear in the plum garden until night fell.

Jian Yuyan drank a lot of wine, his eyes were blurred at the moment, and he spoke with a kind of drunken laziness. After entering the room, he half-lyed on the bed and tilted his head to see Yan Yiming rushing in. Busy sober up tea.

Yan Yiming had already finished bathing, and at this moment she was wearing a snow-white single dress and an outer dress. Jian Yuyan looked at her slender neck and loose long hair, and slowly, the wine she drank tonight was slowly burning in her belly. fire.

Yan Yiming hasn't noticed anything yet. She has read the synopsis of the plot today. In the plot, Jian Yu'er has been waiting for Jian Yuyan to come back to Jian's mansion to talk, and even sent someone to pass on the message, but Jian Yuyan didn't know if she didn't see it or pretended not to. However, he didn't go back to Jian's mansion but came here directly.

To be honest, I was a little surprised. When he handed Jian Yuyan the hangover tea, Yan Yiming said to him deliberately, "I was here yesterday, and I haven't returned home tonight. If someone is waiting..."

Drunk people will never like the taste of hangover tea, and neither does Jian Yuyan. What's more, what he wants to drink at this moment is not tea at all, so he took a sip and threw the cup aside.

Before Yan Yiming finished speaking, Jian Yuyan suddenly pulled Yan Yiming, Yan Yiming didn't react and bumped into Jian Yuyan directly, Jian Yuyan took advantage of the situation and wrapped him on the bed and stretched out his arms to wrap around his waist.

"I won't go back to the house tonight, and I won't go back every night in the future," Jian Yuyan said slowly, with beautiful peach blossom eyes smiling very nicely, carefully brushing away the broken hair on Yan Yiming's cheek, warm lips along the The pair of beautiful almond eyes moved down slowly.

The thin clothes were thrown aside, layers of curtains fell to block the figure, and the woman's moans could be heard amid the flickering candlelight. Jian Yuyan held Yan Yiming's slightly trembling hand, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from his forehead.

"A Ming", Jian Yuyan called Yan Yiming hoarsely but joyfully, Yan Yiming frowned and pushed him.

Jian Yuyan laughed lightly and scolded "little liar", and pulled him into his arms again. Yan Yiming didn't struggle, and it took a long time for Little Apple to make a weak report, "The current favorability has reached ninety, please host again." ..."

Glancing at Yan Yiming who was already asleep, Little Apple suddenly felt that this sentence was a bit ambiguous, and shut her mouth shyly.

Please the host make persistent efforts...

Forget it, I'd better go to bed early today, and make persistent efforts another day.