Pillow Love: The princess pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger

In Gong Ziluo's eyes, it seems that it is not difficult to reach the red rank, but for ordinary people, it is very difficult to advance to each stage, and it takes a lot of effort and hardship to achieve it.

And Yan Nanjin is only a person with high talent and heavy burdens. Time is the most precious to him. Ordinary moon viewing is a luxury for him. He would rather go than be bored in the carriage.

Gong Ziluo suddenly remembered that when she was in the 21st century, those martial arts were practiced with punches and kicks. Only she knew how hard it was.

Gong Ziyu on the side was also a martial arts practitioner, there was a silent resonance between the three of them, and they could already understand what the other was thinking without needing to speak.

It took less than a quarter of an hour to walk out of the palace, through a corridor, and beside a busy street, Yan Nanjin led the two of them through a secluded corridor, and stopped in front of an unremarkable Zhumen. [

Gong Ziluo looked at this unremarkable house, and deliberately said suavely: "This is the yard that you said would not let us down?"

"Yeah." Yan Nanjin smiled, clad in his clothes and grabbed the door knocker, and knocked on the door in three long and two short ways.

Gong Ziluo could tell that the door knocker looked ordinary, but it was indeed a high-end microphone. When someone who knew it knocked, the people inside would immediately know who it was. Do not go out.

Not long after the door rang, hurried footsteps were heard in the yard, and it was the footsteps of a few people, and the lights were turned on again. After a while, the door was opened, and only a few voices that were not energetic but respectful at the same time were heard. Sounded: "Welcome young master home!"

"..." Gong Ziluo looked at it, and felt funny in her heart, how could she look like a wealthy young master in a dog-blood drama.

"Young master, you are finally back. May I ask who these two are..." A man who looked like a butler came out first, with a respectful expression, he took a small look at Gong Ziluo and Gong Ziyu, lowered his head and stopped looking around, and just asked Yan Nanjin .

"These two are Miss Gong!" Yan Nanjin didn't introduce in detail, but just said casually, then turned to Gong Ziluo and Gong Ziyu and said, "Please!"

There were only eight servants standing in front to welcome them. It could be seen that they were all well-trained, experienced, and of a certain age. It seemed that Yan Nanjin had a good eye for selecting candidates. Everyone here must be reliable. .

"Hurry up and prepare two guest rooms with the highest number, and tidy up the young master's room!"

Yan Nanjin waited for the three of them to walk inside, the housekeeper gave orders from behind, and immediately followed, following Yan Nanjin's pace not far or near, and asked carefully: "I don't know when the young master will return to the house, so the bedding is not worn every day. Change, only once every three days, and send someone to prepare the room and toiletries, the young master and the two palace ladies might as well go to the living room to rest for a while, have some refreshments, and it will be ready later."

"Well, don't worry!" Yan Nanjin walked skillfully into the courtyard. The courtyard is low-key but gorgeous, with quiet corridors and carved beams and painted buildings. Although there is no jade pavement, the bluestone on the ground is smooth and firm, and is very valuable.

Speaking of which, Huang Xuanyue's East Palace is like a magnificent palace in a fairy tale, while Yan Nanjin's courtyard reveals a sense of nobility everywhere, just like the real son of an aristocrat handed down from countless generations, low-key but not ordinary, gorgeous and elegant. There is glitz.