Heavenly meteor, crossing into the imperial concubine

  "I asked you how you knew so much about the situation in four countries? You're not a spy, are you?" An Wei was very curious about Yang Shuang's identity.

  "Spy?"

  "In your words, it's called being meticulous." An Wei explained.

  "No, I was alone before meeting the prince and had stayed in various countries for a while, so it's natural that I understand some."

  "Oh, I see."

  An Weixin and Yang Shuang were chatting and eating together, the two of them finished all the dishes and the table was filled with wine jars. When they raised their heads, it was already three quarters past midnight. Yang Shuang looked at An Weixin who was slightly drunk and couldn't help but remind her: "Princess, it's getting late, you should head back to the mansion, otherwise Prince Wang will..."

  As soon as she heard something about Prince Wang, An Yu's heart became impatient and she waved her hand. "What Prince Wang, what does it have to do with me!"

  Yang Shuang knew that An Weixin had drunk too much, and went along with her words: "Yes, yes, without the prince, even the princess would have closed up shop at this hour. We should also head back."

  An Weixin squinted her eyes and looked, "Really? Then let's go." An Weixin slowly got up, Yang Shuang hurriedly came forward to support her, but didn't dare get too close, if that moody King found out, he'd be done for.

  Yang Shuang's journey was indeed arduous, and as he gazed at the Wang Fu gate not far away, he finally let out a sigh of relief. But before he could even finish exhaling, Yang Shuang was startled to the point of being speechless. Lan Ling Xuan had appeared at the entrance, his eyes fixed on Yang Shuang with an ominous glare, causing him to hastily withdraw his hand that was still supporting An Wei Xin's heart. An Wei Xin, who had been in a daze, suddenly lost her support and fell to the ground with a thud, landing in a most unbecoming posture.

  Yang Shuang was shocked and wanted to help An Weixin get up, but he was afraid of Lan Lingxuan. Just as he was hesitating, An Weixin swayed and stood up, but lost her balance and fell onto Yang Shuang's body. Yang Shuang's body stiffened and he felt a chill run down his spine, but he didn't dare push An Weixin away.

  "It's so cold. Let's go back to sleep." An Wei said unconsciously, but not far away, Lan Lingxuan felt a surge of anger rush to his head. Before Feng Qi and Yang Shuang could react, Lan Lingxuan and An Wei had already disappeared from sight. Yang Shuang let out a heavy sigh of relief.

  Lan Lingxuan carried An Weixin all the way to the bedroom, An Weixin was carried all the way and only felt dizzy and swollen, one couldn't help but let out a loud "wow" and vomited. Lan Lingxuan was splattered with vomit, looking at the dirty stains on his body, Lan Lingxuan's face looked even more unpleasant, he casually threw An Weixin to one side and went in to change his clothes.

  An Weixin felt much more comfortable after vomiting, and she crawled onto Lan Lingxuan's big bed, hugging the quilt and soon fell fast asleep. After a cup of tea, Lan Lingxuan finished his bath, changed his clothes, and came out to see An Weixin lying on his bed with an unattractive sleeping posture. He walked quickly to the bedside and picked up the person on the bed. An Weixin was sleeping comfortably and was very annoyed when she was suddenly disturbed. Without thinking, she threw a punch straight at Lan Lingxuan's face, with speed and strength that surprised him. Lan Lingxuan loosened his grip, and An Weixin lost her support and fell onto the bed, crying out in pain.

  "Who's disturbing my sleep!" An Wei Xin was notorious for her bad temper in the morning, which would be quite unpleasant. When she opened her eyes and saw the dark face in front of her, she suddenly became much more awake. "What are you doing here?"

  "This is the king's room, where should the king be if he is not here?"

  "Huh?" An Wei Xin looked around and realized it wasn't her room. "Sorry about that, I walked into the wrong room, I'll go back to sleep now, don't want to disturb you, sir." An Wei Xin was about to get up and leave when Lan Ling Xuan stopped her. "Your Highness, do you still have something to ask me?"

  Lan Lingxuan walked up to An Weixin, looking down at her from a high position. "I told you not to let me find out that you're with other men, but it seems like you didn't take my words to heart, huh? Now you even dare to hug and hold hands with another man in front of me! Do you think I'm dead?" Lan Lingxuan's last sentence was shouted at An Weixin, who was startled and remained frozen for half a day without reacting.

  "What the...! What are you yelling about?! Who's looking for a wild man?! Even if I was, what business is it of yours?! Who are you?!" An Wei Xin's short temper flared up again, being yelled at twice in one day, and what's with this "looking for a wild man" nonsense?! Looking for his sister's wild man?! "Sick! Out of nowhere!"

  Lan Lingxuan looked at An Weixin's straightforward and confident appearance, feeling an urge to slap her to death with a single palm, but he restrained himself. "Feng Qi!"

  "Grandfather." Feng Qi heard Lan Lingxuan's voice coming from outside and walking in.

  "From now on, keep an eye on her for me. Don't let her take half a step out of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion. If she does, I'll hold you responsible!"

  "Yes, sir!"

  "Damn! This is illegal detention! I'm going to sue you!"

  Lan Lingxuan suddenly smiled, "Alright, go and report me to the king. I'd like to see who dares to intervene!"

  "You..." An Weixin's temper flared up, she had forgotten that this was not her era, the Blues were in charge. "You win! Hmph!" An Weixin stormed back into the courtyard, chasing everyone out, and stayed there for three days.

  An Wei sat on the bed, suddenly feeling something flowing down her back, and she remembered that she was still injured. She took off her clothes and looked in the mirror, and indeed, the wound had started bleeding again. She cursed her bad luck, took out the medicine Ling Xuan had given her, and after half a day of effort, finally managed to apply it. After hastily bandaging herself, she was exhausted, didn't even bother to change her clothes, and fell asleep on the bed.

  Two days later, the seriously injured and unconscious Su'er woke up. When she learned that An Weixin was the princess who had married far away in Qiling Country, she was shocked for half a day. She wanted to see An Weixin but couldn't, and Lan Lingxuan didn't care about her either, thinking she was just being sulky and throwing a tantrum, as long as she stayed quietly in the mansion and did whatever she wanted.

  After that day, An Wei thought for a long time and felt more and more depressed. She wasn't really a princess, let alone the broken queen of Lan Lingxuan's. Why did he control her every move? This was before they even got married, what about after they got married? Would she still have freedom? So An Wei decided to ignore that broken king and leave directly, going to find out what happened to Shao Nian. She had been preparing to run away for these few days, and today everything was finally ready. She planned to set off tonight.

  An Wei walked into the courtyard, stretched her waist and exercised her muscles. "Slave Mu Er has seen the princess." Turning around, she saw a little maid in a light green dress standing behind her.

  "Are you the little girl from that night?"

  "Yes." Hu'er replied respectfully.

  "What are you doing here?"

  "It's the young master who ordered me to serve you, princess."

  An Wei's heart was dismissive as she curled her lips, "I know, but I don't need you to serve me now. Go do what you need to do."

  "Yes, Princess."

  In the late afternoon, Shuang'er knocked on An Weixin's door, "Princess, princess? Are you inside?"

  "Come in." An Wei Xin was lying on a couch by the window, one hand propping up her head and the other holding a book. "What's up?"

  "Princess, the king has summoned you to the dining hall for a meal."

  An Wei Xin didn't want to go at first, but thinking that she would be leaving tonight, they might as well have one last meal together. "Let's go." An Wei Xin arrived at the dining hall and Lan Ling Xuan was already seated in the main seat.

  "How's your injury recovering?"

  "It's okay." The medicine given by Lan Lingxuan is really good, it will scab in just three days.

  Lan Lingxuan nodded, looking at An Weixin who was only focused on eating, and suddenly said something that made her spit out her food, "The wedding between the king and the princess will be two days earlier."

  "Pffft......!" An Wei Xin let out an unattractive snort, spitting a mouthful of rice all over the table. "Cough cough cough, what did you say? The wedding is being brought forward?" Lan Ling Xuan nodded affirmatively, leaving An Wei Xin at a loss for words.

  "Tomorrow I will call for a tailor to take the princess's measurements."

  "Ah, oh, oh." An Weixin responded perfunctorily, anyway she was planning to run away tonight, so it didn't matter if he mentioned it earlier or not. After dinner, An Weixin returned to the Yan Yu Ge and dismissed Huier, staying alone in her room. When the clock struck midnight, she put on her night-traveling clothes and took advantage of the quiet darkness to make her escape.

  An Wei's heart had just left the room, looked around and didn't find anyone, crouched down and moved towards the backyard, came to the place she had stepped on early in the morning, stepped on a stone and made a nimble flip, jumped onto the wall, turned her head and took a look at the yard behind her, "Goodbye!"

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