Invite the wolf into the room

A chance to take back your heart and like someone else.

What Han and North Korea couldn't do at the beginning, maybe An Chen can do it this time...

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Ling Qingzhe had a good night's sleep here, but An Chen's side was not as relaxed as he was.

An Chen couldn't figure out what Ling Qingzhe was thinking. If he said he had no intention of being interested in him, but he didn't reject his own temptation too much, An Chen didn't believe that Ling Qingzhe was someone who would give in to others. Seeing that he attached so much importance to the letter from Han and North Korea, he obviously didn't have any scruples... Or maybe he didn't understand his hint?

"Why is the dish not to your taste?"

Ling Qingzhe looked at An Chen who was sullenly eating with his head down, and asked him with a concerned expression on his face, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed his good mood.

"No."

An Chen raised his eyes to look at Ling Qingzhe, and seeing that he was still as plain as before, An Chen was even more confused. Did he really not realize what he meant?

Although masculinity is not prevalent among nobles, it is not a rare thing. In order not to be said to be jealous, some families with noble wives only allow their husbands to raise sons and spoil children to prevent the blood disorder of their children. Although Ling Qingzhe is different from ordinary Aristocrats are different, but it's not that they don't know anything about these things...

"Try this, don't look at Yuanyuan as a small person, but her craftsmanship is very good."

Seeing An Chen's bewildered look, Ling Qingzhe had a funny smile in his eyes. This little quail's character is really interesting. When he is cold, he can be ruthless and scary, but in the blink of an eye he becomes a harmless and docile boy. The meekness on the outside can't hide the autonomy in his bones, which makes Ling Qingzhe interested in tearing apart his skin layer by layer.

"Thank you."

Look at the dishes Ling Qingzhe put into his bowl, then look up at Ling Qingzhe, An Chen said his thanks, then lowered his head and continued to think about his thoughts, or it should be said that he was trying to figure out how to get closer to Ling Qingzhe... Do you really have to wait for yourself to recover? Can you force yourself after internal strength?

Thinking of this possibility, An Chen began to look at Ling Qingzhe, considering the specific steps and the possibility of success.

"I'll be home late tonight, so I don't have to prepare my dinner."

Ling Qingzhe said this while looking at Ling Yuan, but from the corner of his eye, he was watching An Chen's expression. As expected, seeing his expression move and looking at him, Ling Qingzhe said something more casually.

"Yuanyuan wants to learn to make the kind of pear wine from Yiqinglou. Ming'er remember to ask for a recipe tonight."

"Where is Yiqing Building?"

When An Chen heard the name, he felt that it was not a serious place, so he asked subconsciously, and fixed his eyes on Ling Qingzhe.

"Naturally, it's Fengyuechang. Brother Chen also wants to sit around?"

Ling Qingzhe answered very naturally, but he didn't mention the difference between this Fengyuechang and other pleasure-seeking places, and deliberately looked at An Chen with disapproval.

"Brother Chen's body hasn't recovered yet, so it's not easy to work hard."

"I go!"

An Chen answered Ling Qingzhe very directly. When he thought that Ling Qingzhe was going to find flowers and ask Liu, An Chen started to feel cold. How could he let Ling Qingzhe touch others!

"Well... okay, I'll pick you up in the afternoon."

Seeing An Chen's tail being trampled on, Ling Qingzhe held back a smile and responded lightly, and then led Ling Ming out. It wasn't until he got out of the courtyard that Ling Qingzhe raised the corners of his mouth in amusing, apparently teasing him. Little quails are a very interesting thing.

"Master, Uncle Yang has prepared the medicine to treat Mr. Chen's internal injuries, and in a few days he will be able to release the restriction of his internal strength."

Seeing Ling Qingzhe come out, Uncle Yang walked up to him and handed the medicine bottle in his hand to Ling Qingzhe with a smile, but he didn't want Ling Qingzhe to stuff it back into his hand.

"No, don't restore his internal strength yet, you can give me a solution when I think it's okay."

Ling Qingzhe raised his eyebrows and hinted to Uncle Yang that if he cured An Chen so quickly, how could he continue to play? An Chen who had recovered his martial arts, Ling Qingzhe was not sure how to restrain him.

"Master, there have been some suspicious outsiders in the city recently, and Uncle Yang thinks they are related to Mr. Chen."

Knowing what his young master's plan was, Uncle Yang also took the medicine and followed Ling Qingzhe's wishes. It's rare for this child to be so interested in others, as long as he is happy.

"Continue to monitor and be prepared to deal with it, don't startle the snake."

When it came to business, Ling Qingzhe returned to his usual calm appearance. Before he was interested in An Chen, he wouldn't take the initiative to get involved in these things, but now, he's going to check it out along the way.

The author has something to say: Falling in love is not so easy (*^__^*)

Yiqing Building

It was rare for Ling Qingzhe to stay in the yamen for a whole day. Even though Lin Ping reminded him that there was no backlog of business affairs, Ling Qingzhe did not leave happily as usual, but pulled Lin Ping to play a few games of chess. When it was getting dark, he took Ling Ming back home.

After hearing Uncle Yang's words in the morning, Ling Qingzhe also thought about whether letting An Chen go out now would expose his identity, but An Chen didn't seem to have any concerns about this, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the restaurant with him so naturally yesterday .

And if An Chen doesn't worry about these things, Ling Qingzhe is even less afraid of getting involved. He is clearly a son of a nobleman and an official of the imperial court, but he is secretly protected by a hermit like Uncle Yang who wants to touch him. People also have to weigh whether they have enough weight.

Ling Qingzhe asked his servants to prepare the carriage, and then went back to the room to pick up An Chen. As soon as he entered the room, he saw An Chen who had packed up was sitting in the hall waiting for him.

At this time, An Chen was wearing an exquisite but not luxurious lavender brocade suit, which made his slender figure even more graceful. Half of his hair was loose on his shoulders, and the other half was gathered behind his head into a loose bun, with only A hosta was inserted obliquely to fix the hair, and there was no other extra decorations, but such a simple and elegant dress highlighted An Chen's handsome appearance even more.

An Chen heard Ling Qingzhe's voice, stood up from his seat and turned to look at him, Ling Qingzhe's eyes fell on An Chen's face, and the few strands of half-short hair hanging from An Chen's forehead were slanted In front of the right ear, the scar on his eyebrow was covered, so Ling Qingzhe presented a deceptively beautiful face.

Ling Qingzhe didn't know if others would be bewitched by An Chen like this, but his heart was really moved by it.

An Chen's eyes kept falling on Ling Qingzhe's face, and he naturally saw the expression of admiration in his eyes. A smile appeared on An Chen's face, he walked up to Ling Qingzhe and grabbed his sleeve, then tilted his head slightly. She pursed her pink lips, and then opened her mouth gently.

"Are you leaving now?"

"Well, the car is ready, let's go."

Ling Qingzhe smiled calmly on his face, but his heart was already tickled by An Chen's pleasant voice, and An Chen always carried a provocative taste in those apparently ordinary little actions.

Ling Qingzhe first helped An Chen into the carriage, and then went in and sat by the small window on the side of the carriage. At this time, An Chen also moved over and touched Ling Qingzhe's arm tentatively. Seeing that Ling Qingzhe had no intention of avoiding it, Just half of his body turned sideways and put his hands beside Ling Qingzhe, and then pretended to look at the scenery outside the window, but he didn't look at Ling Qingzhe.

An Chen's childish behavior made Ling Qingzhe laugh so hard that he almost hurt himself, but he still didn't move. An Chen was so close to him, so he let him stand next to him. He looked at the scenery and Ling Qingzhe explained to him as if he was a landlord, with a look on his face It was as if he couldn't understand An Chen's hint at all.

"..."

An Chen looked at Ling Qingzhe's incomprehensible look, and his heart couldn't stop getting angry. He really wanted to just throw Ling Qingzhe down on the car couch, and then hug him fiercely and kiss him!But it doesn't work now, if he does this now, Ling Qingzhe will throw himself out in a fit of anger, then he won't be able to get close to him without recovering his internal strength.

An Chen didn't want to be rejected by Ling Qingzhe, he didn't want to see himself being pushed away by Ling Qingzhe, so at least he had to endure until his inner strength recovered, then he could hold Ling Qingzhe tightly in his hands so that he couldn't push himself away!

"Here, get out of the car."

Ling Qingzhe looked at An Chen's lips that were getting tighter and tighter, and suddenly stretched out his hand to brush the hair on his forehead for An Chen, then got off the carriage with An Chen, but after standing up, he turned to An Chen in the carriage. God stretched out his hand, smiled and helped him down without saying a word.

"His mother is pretending to be a chaste and strong woman, and she is so noble that she can't be touched when she comes out, and she dares to beat me..."

As soon as the two of them walked to the door of Yiqing Building, they heard a broken voice swearing inside, and then saw two servants of Yiqing Building walking out with a thick man who couldn't even stand still while drinking. He threw the man into the street with a blank expression, and the man looked like a local in his clothes. He was furious and wanted to curse, but was dragged away by his companion who ran out later, and along the way The men and women in the happy scene, but they all seemed to be familiar with it, and didn't even look at the person who was taken away.

An Chen felt strange when he saw this. At this time, a mature beauty with a charming figure came out of the building, and greeted Ling Qingzhe with a charming smile.

"I knew Lord Ling would definitely come today. Yongqing has specially reserved two altars of this batch of Yile Niang, which was newly launched, for Lord Ling, just waiting for you to come."

"Yileniang, which only became nine altars in one year, is so generous to give me two altars. This kind of love... is not shallow."

Ling Qingzhe turned slightly to avoid Yongqing's hand that was about to climb onto his shoulder, and then embraced An Chen behind him to let him stand on his shoulders.