Chapter 729 The delicate little white flower that dreams of flying onto the branch 42
Chapter 729 The delicate little white flower that dreams of flying onto the branch 42
The young lady of the Ministry of Personnel, Wang Yun, took a liking to Shen Yanqing, who had a melancholy look in his eyes.
Unlike the dignified demeanor of a young master from a wealthy family, he sometimes displayed arrogance and swagger in his eyes.
Shen Yanqing was like a flower on a high mountain, naturally beautiful and unparalleled. His appearance made people want to pluck him and taste him.
Wang Yun comes from a wealthy family and looks down on those high-and-mighty men. But when she saw Shen Yanqing, she immediately became interested and went up to him, deliberately dropping her handkerchief.
She thought Shen Yanqing would pick up the handkerchief for her, but to her surprise, he turned his head away and remained silent.
Since Shen Yanqing made it onto the list of successful candidates and is now considered a top scholar, coupled with his exceptionally handsome appearance, countless young ladies from prominent families have been secretly wooing him.
Unfortunately, he didn't like any of them.
He once thought about finding a wife who could help him, even without love, he was willing to accept a marriage of convenience for the sake of power.
Now he is filled with thoughts of Ah Zhi, and he is constantly filled with regret.
Seeing that Shen Yanqing was as dense as a blockhead, Wang Yun stomped her foot in frustration.
The maidservant stepped forward and picked up the handkerchief for her, but she grabbed it and gritted her teeth.
"Young Master An."
Shen Yanqing had deliberately ignored the conversation earlier, but now that Wang Yun was practically standing right in his face, it was difficult for him to pretend he couldn't see her.
"Meet the girl."
Seeing Shen Yanqing looking at her, and seeing her own reflection in those melancholy eyes, Wang Yun blushed and her heart pounded faster.
She covered half her face slightly with a handkerchief, her sweet voice full of shyness and joy.
"Are you a Jinshi this year, young master? I am the daughter of a high-ranking official. I have heard that your writing is excellent. I wonder if you could offer some guidance?"
Wang Yun practically had "I've got my eye on you" written all over her face.
The daughter of a high-ranking official is a great stepping stone. If Shen Yanqing could marry the daughter of a high-ranking official, his path to advancement would be much smoother.
Wang Yun, standing before me, was quite beautiful, exuding the elegance and grace of a noblewoman from a prominent family. She was truly the perfect stepping stone.
Shen Yanqing's mind was filled with weighing the pros and cons, but at the same time, the image of Azhi appeared in her mind.
He subconsciously replied to Wang Yun in a distant tone, "I'm sorry, Miss, it's really not proper for men and women to touch each other."
One sentence made Wang Yun's expression change instantly. She gave Shen Yanqing a deep look and raised her chin.
"Very well, if you are unwilling, I naturally cannot force you."
After Wang Yun finished speaking, she turned and left with her maid. The young lady of the Minister's mansion was not someone to be given away for free.
Shen Yanqing's obvious distancing won't make her shamelessly try to get closer.
Just as she was about to leave, a figure appeared in front of her and Shen Yanqing.
The woman wore a yellow and pink silk skirt, with a begonia embroidered on her upper garment. She had two gold and jade hairpins in her hair, bright eyes and white teeth, and a jade belt at her waist that swayed gently. She walked as if stepping on lotus flowers.
She held a round fan in her hand, her waist slender, not delicate as a willow swaying in the breeze, but with a unique and graceful charm.
Wang Yun asked the maid beside her, "Who is that person?"
The maid had already found out earlier, and now, when asked, she replied, "This is the young lady from the Lou family, the future Princess Consort of Prince Heng."
"It turns out it's her."
The entire capital knew about the Emperor's bestowal of a marriage upon Nan Chen.
Wang Yun was once captivated by Nan Chen's beauty and considered marrying him, but Nan Chen's noble status made him too sought after.
Before she could even begin, someone else beat her to it, and the result was either death or serious injury.
Wang Yun instantly lost all interest in Nan Chen. She did want to find a handsome husband, but she didn't want to risk her life for him.
All the noble ladies in the capital share the same thought: now that Nan Chen has been betrothed, everyone is curious about what kind of woman her fiancé is.
Upon seeing this, Wang Yun nodded repeatedly.
"She is indeed beautiful, and none of the ladies in the palace can compare to her gentle and tender nature. It seems that Nan Chen has truly fallen for her."
Suddenly, there was a sound of something breaking behind her, which startled Wang Yun, who turned around to look.
Shen Yanqing stared intently at Azhi, whose face was pale. He had overheard the entire conversation between Wang Yun and the maid.
Luo Qing became the fiancée of the Crown Prince of Heng.
When she was taken away and her whereabouts became unknown, Shen Yanqing originally wanted to search for her at all costs, but unexpectedly, General Meng sent people to keep a close eye on him and even locked him up.
When he was released, he was completely lost, unable to find Ah Zhi's whereabouts.
She became the daughter of Prefect Lou?
What exactly happened?
Seeing Shen Yanqing's eyes practically glued to Azhi, Wang Yun couldn't help but laugh.
"Young Master Shen, could you have taken a fancy to the future Princess Consort of Prince Heng? You know Nan Chen is petty, so you don't want to get skinned alive."
This was just a well-intentioned reminder, but Shen Yanqing didn't listen at all and continued to stare blankly at Azhi.
The prefect's wife chatted with Azhi and other ladies she was close to.
Ah Zhi's every move was graceful and dignified. If it weren't for Yu'er and Xiao Si standing next to her, Shen Yanqing would have thought they were two people who looked exactly alike.
Finally, the Prefect's wife left Azhi alone by her side, and at this moment, Shen Yanqing rushed over.
"Miss Luo!"
He seemed very excited.
Azhi, who was admiring the scenery, turned her head to look at him. Her beautiful eyes were too calm, showing no ripples at Shen Yanqing's appearance.
Xiao Si stood in front of A Zhi, very wary, afraid that Shen Yanqing would offend A Zhi.
"Who are you? My young lady is the eldest daughter of Prefect Lou, not the Miss Luo you're talking about."
Yu'er gave Shen Yanqing a cold look.
Ah Zhi held a handkerchief in her hand with a faint smile on her face, maintaining a distance from Shen Yanqing from beginning to end.
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