At that time, standing in front of the carriage, who was Yan cenxuan who described the thin and mild looking man?
On the banquet that day, Mo Shanghua just glanced at him, and Yan cenxuan also deliberately avoided it. Now, it seems that they met for the first time after returning to the city.
Yan cenxuan's eyes gently stayed on the beautiful cheek of Mo Shanghua, and his lips gently pulled up a smile, "it turned out to be Huang Sao."
Once upon a time, he could not shout out the two words, but now he said them calmly.
Since Mo Shanghua confessed to him, he decided that the past should be abandoned. At this time, he would not be entangled in this title.
The flower in the street was also slightly stunned for a moment, and then nodded to him as if he had realized, "it's my carriage that bumped into your highness. Please don't be strange."
Yan cenxuan was still smiling, as if the warm spring breeze was blowing his face. "Huang Sao is serious. According to reason, it should be me who should let Huang Sao be."
Between speaking, between the throat and light itch up, habitual cover lip light cough.
However, the cough was much heavier than usual, and it took a long time to recover as usual.
"Your Highness is seriously ill again?" Mo Shanghua asked subconsciously, with worries hidden in her eyes.
Previously, he was the best to himself, and she naturally took great care of him.
Yan cenxuan saw through her concern in her eyes, and felt extremely warm in her heart. "Lao Huang's sister-in-law thought about it. Last time I left Yuzhou, I had a minor illness on the way back, and it's only now."
The young man behind him saw this, but he was not satisfied. He couldn't help saying, "what's a minor disease? That disease almost cost his highness half his life, and it hasn't fully recovered."
"What a mouthful." When Yan cenxuan heard the speech, he could not help turning his head and yelling. However, his gentle and soft nature, in how fierce look, also can't frighten people, the little guy was not scared at all, just not angry shut up.
On the street flower hears, can't help silence down, haven't spoken for a long time.
So it's because of her.
Seeing that they seemed to have a lot to say, Qin Ya simply suggested, "Your Highness is not in good health. There is a teahouse over there. Why don't we go to the inner room and call for a hot tea and talk about it in detail?"
Mo Shanghua nodded, in the heart already born must help Yan cenxuan cure idea.
Yan cenxuan is most considerate of other people's face, since will not brush her face, can only follow.
Into the teahouse, the second on the hot tea, two people have not yet opened their mouths, but there is a bright light man's voice came in.
"Small Mo flower, really didn't expect, we so predestined relationship, is to arrive at the Imperial City, also can so happen to meet by chance."
It took a while for the man to come in and lift the curtain of Yajian. He was dressed in the red clothes of Sao Bao, and his forehead was decorated with the same color that is popular in the imperial city today, which makes his face look like jade.
The flower on the street saw the visitor, and her eyebrows twitched subconsciously, "Hua qianliu, aren't you in Yuzhou?"
A red dress of flower willow, holding the usual folding fan, very familiar in the side sat down, also ignore the flowers, smile to Yan cenxuan, "I think this is the thirteen prince, in the next flower willow, nice to meet you."
Although Yan cenxuan didn't know this person, seeing that he seemed to be acquainted with Mo Shanghua and so familiar with him, he also gave a smile, "nice to meet you."
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