After the rebirth, I became a Buddha, but the scumbags started to panic

Lanpei is smart and eccentric, and he is still so smart and close to the monster when he grows up.

Yan Wan didn't say a word, so let's take it as acquiescence, Lan Pei smiled self-deprecatingly: "Brother Wan doesn't want to, so naturally I won't force it, let's let it go."

Yan Wan felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help but said: "Brother Lan is affectionate and dedicated, and there will be a beautiful woman by his side in the future to enjoy the lantern festival together."

Lan Pei rolled her eyes, looked at him deeply, then got up, and left without saying a word.

Ugh……

In the end, it broke the heart of this one.

Yan Wan thought that she could hide it for a long time, but she didn't know what happened, and her identity was exposed all of a sudden.

There is only one Ning Chen left.

If he knew, he might go crazy.

Yan Wan rubbed his eyebrows in distress.

……

After a few days like this, Yan Wan was suddenly summoned into the palace by the emperor, and the palace servants who came to deliver the message were full of flattery and flattery, Yan Wan vaguely guessed from his attitude that it might have something to do with the article he wrote a few days ago.

Sure enough, when we arrived in front of the hall, the emperor was holding his article, and a slender figure was waiting for orders from His Highness.

Yan Wan looked at Lan Pei calmly, only to see that he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, standing humbly and looking like a good minister.

But he didn't dare to read more, kowtowed his head and saluted, listened to the emperor's praise of his article, and then gave all the credit to Song Yi.

Emperor Longyan Dayue: "Well-written articles, and a prudent person, he is a malleable talent. No wonder the emperor asked you to be a companion. He didn't misunderstand the person."

Yan Wan also smiled happily: "Your Highness is absurd."

But the emperor suddenly asked Lan Pei who was lowering his head: "Lan Aiqing, what do you think?"

Lan Pei raised his head, smiled slightly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I think Mr. Yan is the best talent."

The Son of Heaven was really more pleased, and said loudly: "Shen'er has been studying for so long, it's time to get out of the Tai Academy and do practical things. From now on, you will go to the Imperial Academy more often and learn your skills from Lan Aiqing."

Yan Wan was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at Lan Pei, seeing that he was still smiling without changing his face.

"Okay, I'm tired, let's get back."

Yan Wan quickly regained consciousness, and Lan Pei agreed in unison.

The two stepped out of the hall together, and stopped at the same time in a tacit understanding.

Yan Wan stared straight at Lan Pei and asked, "Brother Lan recommended me to His Majesty?"

"No, Brother Wan has his own abilities." Lan Pei looked at him indifferently, "How can I influence His Majesty's mind?"

It's just that he has always kept his duty with trepidation, and he has done everything the emperor told him very well, but he accidentally made a slip of the tongue and complained to the emperor that he didn't have effective helpers, and the emperor immediately selected suitable talents for him.

And he really stood out in his own right.

In order to hide Song Yi's eyes and Ning Chen's eyes and ears, he deliberately advised the emperor not to break the rules for him. Since ancient times, there has never been a scholar in the Imperial Academy who can be matched with a deputy. The emperor understands his difficulties and keeps it secret. , Strictly ordered the palace people to keep their mouths shut.

"Brother Wan, I hope you won't blame me for snatching you away from His Highness the Third Prince."

"Although I don't have the title and honor of being accompanied by the prince, I will be promoted soon, and I won't wrong you for too long."

Yan Wan's eyebrows twitched, and it took him a long time to say: "I still like the old Brother Lan better."

Cheerful, open-minded, sunny, and upright, this is what he is like.

Lan Jiusi is Lan Jiusi, why should he be the gloomy and sick governor in his previous life.

Lan Pei was silent for a while, stared at it for a long time, sighed, and then changed his face again.

The gloom disappeared, and he still looked like the elder brother next door, Wen Liang said helplessly: "His Royal Highness, the third prince, has evil intentions towards you, I can't just sit idly by."

Yan Wan just relaxed his expression: "Thank you, Brother Lan, for your kindness."

He was indeed afraid of being with Ning Chen.

Lan Pei took a step forward, suddenly stopped in front of him, and said with hope in his eyes: "Wang brother, can you call me brother Lan Pei again?"

Yan Wan looked at him, her earnest gaze was like amber of sleepy insects, so gentle that it could almost drip water.

This is Lanpei from childhood, with a pure heart that has never changed for so many years.

There was a debt in my heart, and it seemed that it was hard to refuse now, Yan Wan called softly: "Brother Lan Pei."

Lan Pei suddenly smiled.

The two continued to walk forward, and Lan Pei said slowly: "His Royal Highness the Third Prince knows about this, and most likely wants to see you. If you don't want to see, you can hide in the Imperial Academy."

Yan Wan strolled leisurely, thought for a while, and said: "I won't hide this time, I happen to have something to say to him."

"About Qi Yunsheng?"

"No."

Lan Pei didn't speak.

It's not about Qi Yunsheng, it's about himself. He asked only to embarrass him.

Yan Wan turned around and said, "Brother Lan Pei, you won't blame me for the Lantern Festival, will you?"

Lan Pei answered truthfully: "A little bit."

Yan Wan felt very guilty.

Lan Pei said again: "But I can understand that it is inconvenient for Wandi to have fun during the filial piety period."

The depression in Yan Wan's heart cleared up, and she smiled brightly: "On Qixi Festival, I will send someone to send a lantern to Brother Lan Pei."

It can be regarded as compensation for not being able to watch the lantern festival with him.

"it is good."

The two chatted and laughed together, and when they left the palace, Yan Wan sent Lan Pei to the carriage. Lan Pei saw that he wanted to turn around to look for Ning Chen, and waved his hand to board the carriage without making an invitation.

It's just that Fang turned around and opened the car curtain, the gentle smile disappeared, and his face was expressionless.

Yan Wan really didn't board the carriage of Yan's mansion, turned back to the palace, Lan Pei raised a corner of the curtain, his eyes were full of shadows, until the back disappeared.

When Yan Wan entered the palace, he happened to meet the palace servants from Changchun Palace who came out in a hurry, he seemed to be rushing to stop someone, seeing Yan Wan was like seeing a savior: "Young Master Yan, it's good if you don't leave."

Yan Wan followed him to Changchun Hall and asked, "Your Highness wants to see me?"

The palace man replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes." After a pause, he added, "Your Highness seems to be in a fit of anger."

Yan Wan thought about it too.

Arriving at the Changchun Palace, before entering the palace, I could faintly smell the eerie smell inside.

Yan Wan hesitated for a moment, stepped over the threshold, and as soon as Fang entered, he was surrounded by people and pressed against the wall.

Ambergris's kiss followed, impatient, but Yan held the man's forehead with a calm expression: "I am not a tool for His Highness to vent."

The man stopped, squinted at him with peach-like eyes, his anger gradually receded, then he smiled, stretched out his fingertips to trace his lips, and said: "I just want to kiss my princess, how can I be kissed by my baby?" Wan Wan said it so harshly?"

Yan Wan looked at him impartially, and said: "I came here just for the sake of the prince and concubine. I regret it, and I don't want to make any agreement with His Highness. I misunderstood Your Highness before, please forgive me."

The wild smile turned cold in an instant, Ning Chen's tone became not very good, his breath was extremely dangerous, and he said: "If you have the ability, say this sentence again."

The author has something to say: justice will be late but never absent.

I don't think there is a problem with my writing, it's because I'm slower and you guys are too impatient, and you feel like you haven't collapsed every day.

Be confident, I didn't collapse! ! !

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