Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

"Shuo Guang and Chen Lan are both talented and beautiful, beautiful and smart, good at singing and dancing, and talented. They were promoted to the rank of Noble Emperor of the Sixth Rank and granted residence in the back palace."

"Xiao Li, please accept Yi's decree."

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After receiving the news, the harem was also very lively. The concubines were all curious about what Shen Lan had done to be appreciated by the queen.

However, this was just a small turbulence and did not cause much waves. After all, the concubines here don't care much about their status. As long as it doesn't concern them, they are happy.

On this day, Shen Lan went to Zhou Jiangyan's palace to drink tea, but met another person on the way. The man had a sad look on his face and looked very unhappy.

After saying hello, Shen Lan rode away in the sedan newly given by Zhou Jiangyan.

There was a slight pause in the sound of the piano, and Zhou Jiangyan smiled and took a sip of tea. He held the porcelain cup in his hand, still holding Shen Lan half in his arms, and looking at him with a smile.

Shen Lan didn't resist at all, maybe he thought so from the beginning. After several trials, he even dared to lean on Zhou Jiangyan's shoulder.

"Shen Lan, I suddenly want to dance with a sword. Do you want to watch it?"

There was a smile on Zhou Jiangyan's lips, but before Shen Lan could answer, he immediately continued, "If you want to, then play the piano for me; if you don't want to...then hug me."

After suppressing the "thinking" that came out of her mouth, Shen Lan fell into shameful silence. He looked up at Zhou Jiangyan, his lips moving.

In Zhou Jiangyan's eyes, which were three parts puzzled, three parts wronged, two parts sad and two parts disbelieving, Shen Lan looked away and a suspicious blush appeared on his face.

He said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's fly: "I can actually play the piano with one hand and hug you with the other."

Zhou Jiangyan was stunned for a moment and then laughed out loud, with a smile even in his voice: "If you hug me, how can I dance with the sword?"

Shen Lan naturally thought of this, and his face became even redder. The fingers on the piano curled up unconsciously, Shen Lan curled her lower lip and glanced at Zhou Jiangyan.

The smile still lingered in Zhou Jiangyan's eyes, and he reached out to hug Shen Lan. Then, under Shen Lan's nostalgic gaze that he didn't notice, he retreated.

"When I'm tired, I'll let you hug me until I'm done." Picking up a branch, Zhou Jiangyan brushed off the leaves on the branch and sighed, "I haven't danced a sword for a long time."

Seeing Zhou Jiangyan's nostalgic look, Shen Lan fiddled with the strings. It was not only reminding him, but also expressing my own emotions that I didn't know where they came from.

Zhou Jiangyan glanced at him with a smile, turned the branch in a circle with his long fingers, and something flashed in his eyes.

Turning his wrist and undulating his fingers, an ordinary branch was playing with the wind in Zhou Jiangyan's hand. As it opened and closed, pale pink cherry blossoms floated down leisurely.

The dark purple figure is as light as a swallow, and every move he makes is so smooth. The branch seemed to be a real sharp weapon in his hands. As Zhou Jiangyan turned over, he drew flying dragons one after another.

The faint sound of the piano is accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking wind, and there is sharpness in the elegance. Stepping on the rhythm, the week will be delayed and slow and carefree like floating clouds, and sometimes it will be fast and violent like thunder...

The hem of his clothes floated in the wind, and the branches between his sleeves seemed to flash with sword light. Pulling out a sword flower, Zhou Jiangyan flicked his hand back and the wind moved.

The cherry blossom petals were blown away by the air current, and Zhou Jiangyan stood among them. The scenery is infinitely beautiful, the cherry blossoms are flying and falling, and there are beautiful people accompanying you.