Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Chapter 82: Gao Lan's Past

"Liu Yin, I just met Prince Fang. He was waiting for you in the garden. He seemed to be in a hurry." Meng Eqi looked at Liu Yin with a suspicious light and looked at her sincerely.

Liu Yin hesitated a little. She was actually the maid of Gao Lan, but she used the name of Gao Zhen to invite Sheng Jiayan to an appointment tomorrow. Xiang Dingchen did not know her, but Fang Bao knew. If Fang Bao really looked for her, and now she doesn’t go, Wan Fang Bao looked over, then Sheng Jiayan they will find that they are actually the people around her sister.

Thinking about it, Liu Yin decided to go to the garden. So he blessed himself, and before he left, he did not forget to tell Dingchen that he must bring his words to him.

Meng Hao was relieved when Liu Yin walked away.

Fang Bao used her just now, and she should use it back, it should not be too much.

Xiang Dingchen asked curiously: "When did you know Fang Bao again?"

Meng Yuqi was speechless and only responded: "The talk is long."

He pushed the door and entered.

When she went in, Sheng Jiayan was sitting behind the case. Today, he was wearing a sapphire-colored dress, with a cold jade-like hair crown standing on the top, and the whole person looked like ink and ice. The expression on his face was not good, and he was looking at a letter in his hand.

...

Gao Lan's cabin was waiting for Liu Yin's news in the room. She sat in front of the carved Luan mirror, touching her hair for a moment, full of thoughts.

She was very unsure whether Sheng Jiayan would come by invitation. Even if it was through her brother's name, Sheng Jiayan's attitude of refusing to be a thousand miles might not really come.

But if he doesn't come...

Gao Lan took out a piece of Wenxin carved dragon jade in the makeup box, which was pulled from Sheng Jiayan when she was in Beijing. It is still remembered that the star was so sparse that month. With her aunt entering the palace to attend the Queen Mother’s birthday feast, she saw Sheng Jiayan go out during the banquet and excused herself from the banquet. After chasing him to the Royal Garden, because of the dark color, he suddenly fell into a man's arms.

Gao Lan touched the man's cuff with a pattern of a group of pythons. She knew that Sheng Jiayan had such a pattern on her sleeve. She even saw the golden silk thread on the man's clothes in the dark.

She pretended not to move, and the man did not mean to let go of her.

Gao Lan was overjoyed in his heart, and presumably his weak appearance might have entered Sheng Jiayan's eyes.

Instead of letting go of her, the man was not honest in his hands and put his hand on Gao Lan. Gao Lan immersed herself in the arms of her lover and enjoyed it very much, not moving, trembling slightly, like a delicate flower.

I thought that such a hug would last longer, but suddenly there was movement from behind.

The man couldn't, so he quickly let go of Gao Lan and turned to leave. Gao Lan knew that this was not the time to keep him, so he took advantage of him and pulled a jade piece of a robe off his belt.

Later, when her aunt left the palace, Gao Lan never had the opportunity to find Sheng Jiayan.

She had always thought that she was a traitor, so she and Sheng Jiayan couldn't meet each other.

When she returned to Youzhou, she no longer looked down on your predecessors in Guizhou, thinking only of the prince of Kyoto, who was rich and handsome.

So today, Gao Lante ordered Liu Yin to invite Sheng Jiayan's yard to invite him. As long as Gao Lan could see him and take Yu Pei out, the two people's old feelings must be a little bit, and they quickly spread like fire.

Gao Lan felt that he only needed one chance.

An opportunity for Sheng Jiayan to recognize himself...

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly knocked at a very rhythmic tone, and it rang a total of four times.

After Gao Lan heard it, Liu Mei frowned deeply.

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