[R18] Brother as husband – “Brother as Husband” Chapter 36 [English]

36 Wang Anzhi

Yan Luan met Wang Anzhi again on the birthday of his uncle, King Liang. He was wearing a cold body and was being pestered by Chu Yunshang. He could not help but admire him for being indifferent to her.

“Who is Ah Luan looking at?”

Yan Jing held Yan Luan’s tender pussy through her wide sleeves with complicated patterns and squeezed it. The painful girl immediately came back to her senses.With a beautiful dimple smile, she lied casually: “Of course I’m looking at Chu Yunshang.”

Youmei is as proud as Chu Yunshang, and she seems to be really in love with Wang Anzhi. Even if the man treats her with indifference and contempt, she still smiles calmly and sweetly. Such persistence really puzzles Yan Luan…

Is this Wang Anzhi really worth giving up his position as Emperor Qi Ling?

Prince Liang was the third prince of Emperor Ming and the only prince who had never moved to a fiefdom. Although he was not of the same mother as Princess Yongkang and Emperor Shun, they were closer than his brothers and sisters. Therefore, Princess Yongkang treated her younger brother very well. It was her birthday today and she brought her children here early.

“Brother, I heard that my uncle is hosting the pot throwing show. You can go over there. I want to find Jiang Fuyuan.”

Yan Jing looked at her so closely that when she left Princess Yongkang, he wanted to lock her in front of her. Whenever he glanced at anyone one more time, he would immediately “remind” her. At this moment, her hand was almost broken by him!

“Aluan, do you want to send me away so that I can meet with Marquis Wu’an?”

He snorted lightly and led her onto the Baideng Bridge in the backyard of Prince Liang’s Mansion. He, who was tall and tall, was wearing a dark purple brocade robe with a jade ring around his waist. His elegant and handsome face was like a god, gentle and leisurely. He was protecting Yan Luan by his side. His pampering of his younger sister made all the ladies behind him confused.

Yan Luan curled her lips helplessly, how could she escape his notice? She really wanted to see Wang Anzhi.

“Brother, he is my lifesaver. It would be too rude not to say thank you now that I meet him.”

Yan Jing looked sideways, seeing all kinds of lanterns gathered in the promenade beside the Furong Pond, lighting up half of the sky. Yan Luan’s beauty under the soft light was astonishing, and the graceful and delicate beauty reflected in his eyes, and this stunning beauty, without realizing it, had become a charming beauty, no longer as youthful as before.

“It’s okay to say thank you. Don’t let me see you getting close to him, otherwise…”

Who says only women are jealous?When this man becomes jealous, women have to stand aside.The corners of Yan Luan’s lips raised slightly, and she looked up at the man who had put her under the shadow. In his sharp and deep eyes, the tenderness that could not be concealed was mixed with domineering, which made her slightly stunned.

In an instant, the heartbeat became disordered.

By the long hibiscus pond, more and more noble ladies came to admire Yan Jing’s name. Some even bolder ones stepped forward to bring the flowers picked in the basket. Even the little princesses of Yan Luan’s uncle Liang Wang’s family came to join in, holding a bouquet of hibiscus and handing it to her cousin with a smile.

“Ah Cha, don’t act nonsense, please step back.”

Yan Luan, who originally planned to watch the show, was startled by the severity of Yan Jing’s words, and Princess Acha was even more frightened. The man who was so gentle to Yan Luan just a moment ago, why did he turn around and become so scary?

“Cousin, cousin, this is for sister Aluan…”

Looking at Yan Jing’s gentle but handsome face without a trace of warmth, Princess Acha hurriedly stuffed Bidi Furong into Yan Luan’s hands, turned around, lifted up the hem of her skirt, and ran away first.As soon as she fled, the noble lady who followed her example did not dare to step forward.

After making such a fuss, Yan Jing left quickly and gave Yan Luan some special instructions before leaving.

As soon as he walked away, Yan Luan let out a long sigh of relief. He was so aggressive just now that he seemed to hate those girls. He only loved her sincerely. She didn’t know whether this was a blessing or a curse.

“So the master is here.”

A strange yet familiar male voice sounded behind him. Yan Luan turned around and looked around in confusion, only to see Wang Anzhi’s outstanding and heroic figure standing at the other end of the sea of lights, holding a heavily blooming white lotus in his hand, coming slowly, and there was a hint of invisible joy on Xu Qingji’s face.

“Is the Marquis looking for me?” Yan Luan noticed what he just said. He seemed to have been looking for her for a long time.

“I saw you just now. I wanted to come over and say hello, but there were some things that I couldn’t get rid of. After I took care of it, I disappeared. Fortunately, I met you again.”

He is not as tall as Yan Jing, and lacks Yan Jing’s bloody and domineering spirit of galloping on the battlefield. His gloomy facial features are not inferior to Yan Jing’s handsomeness, and his brown pupils have a faint smile, which has changed from the gloomy indifference when they first met.

Yan Luan nodded and smiled charmingly and said, “I was also looking for Mr. Hou. You saved my life that day. You thanked me in a hurry and never saw me again. I wonder if your injury has recovered?”

“It’s all right. You don’t need to say thank you anymore. It’s nothing to worry about. Fortunately, I’m fine.”

He is a well-educated aristocratic son, and he is very different from the Prime Minister Wang Yong whom Yan Luan has met. Prime Minister Wang was born with the image of a treacherous and sycophantic man. Although this son has a somewhat cold face, he rarely has a good nature.

“My lord’s flower…”

Seeing that he suddenly looked a little sad, Yan Luan looked at the Bingdilian in his arms and was slightly stunned. Today is the birthday party of King Liang. The nobles of Northern Qi always celebrate their birthdays. As long as they meet someone they like, men and women can pick flowers and give them to them to show their love.

“Oh, this flower was given to me by Sister Acha just now.”

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that just after saying this, Wang Anzhi’s eyes lit up.

“Is this Princess Acha? When An Zhi came just now, he saw the beautiful white lotus by the pool, so he took one. Now it seems that it matches the princess’s dress very well.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he put the white lotus in his arms into Yan Luan’s hands. The lotus with water droplets swayed slightly, and it really matched Yan Luan’s snow-colored brocade and pearl dress beautifully.

“This…”

Yan Luan raised his eyes and was about to say something, but inadvertently saw Chu Yunshang standing by the pool in the distance. She seemed to have just arrived, and her eyes rested on the white lotus in Yan Luan’s arms. Her eyes were more sinister than the poison that had been tempered, and she looked at her in an instant.

“My lord, please don’t misunderstand me. I just picked these flowers because they were blooming well. I happened to meet you and that’s why…”

Wang Anzhi, who had never seen Chu Yunshang before, was even more nervous than she. The cryptic explanation made Yan Luan smile. He clearly said that he came to find her and picked the flower intentionally, wasn’t it just…wait a minute!Yan Luan’s eyes widened. Could he be interested in her?

She felt that the flowers in her arms suddenly burned her hands!

“In this case, I appreciate the Marquis’s kindness, but I will never accept this flower.”

Not to mention the look in Chu Yunshang’s eyes that wanted to cut her, even when she met Yan Jing, she didn’t know how to explain it. Jealous men are not easy to coax.

Wang Anzhi was slightly stunned, as if he didn’t expect to be rejected like this. His handsome face was instantly shrouded in gloom again, and he blankly took the white lotus that Yan Luan gave him back, his fingertips trembling slightly.

“Master Hou?”

The man who took the flowers without saying a word and strode away, his lonely back and Princess Acha just now suddenly imagined that they seemed to be running away in the same way…