General's daughter-in-law

Chapter 62 You Are Not Her
"Xiao Yan, why do you say that your majestic son of the Duke of Ango always likes to climb walls? If the old Duke finds out, he will beat you again!"

"Don't play around all day long, you are not serious, the queen mother said, come to me again in the future, and let me stop playing with you."

"Xiao Yan, with my body, I don't think I can live for a few years. Can you pull yourself together and earn an official position? If I'm gone, can you help me take care of my mother?"

The big lotus flowers on the lake are connected into a piece, and the sun shines on the golden yarn, which is sparkling and very beautiful.

Not far away squatted a girl in a light green palace dress. Pulled by the maid, she was trying her best to reach her body, and she stretched out her hand to pick the lotus in the lake.

Xiao Yan was a little distracted, he raised his foot and walked over involuntarily.

"Master."

A sudden sound made Xiao Yan stop in his tracks, he came back to his senses, and his eyes fell on the guard who walked in.

He looked up at the shore again, but there was no one there anymore.

"The girl who played the piano yesterday has been found."

"Really?" Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and subconsciously touched the sachet on his waist, his eyes were in a daze.

"It's the third lady of the Yan residence."

Yesterday's piano sound flashed in Xiao Yan's mind: "Go and have a look."

Yan Yiran stood cautiously, her eyes swept over the guards with knives on the left and right, this was the first time she saw such a formation, and she unconsciously felt uneasy.

"Here we come," Yan Qingwu immediately squeezed out a flattering smile.

Yan Yiran glanced at her father, a little strange, it was the first time she saw her father showing such an expression.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she slowly raised her head, just in time to meet her eyes as deep as a cold pool.

With just one glance, she immediately lowered her head, her heart beat faster, and her face was covered with rouge.

"Master, this is the little girl Yiran." Yan Qingwu hastily introduced.

Yan Yiran bowed lightly, "I've seen you, my son."

She suppressed the tension in her heart, her posture was dignified and generous, and she had already forgotten the dissatisfaction when she came here.

Xiao Yan looked over lightly: "Raise your head."

Yan Yiran was taken aback, and slowly raised her head, exposing that beautiful face to the man's sight.

Xiao Yan took a look, disappointment flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he laughed at himself, he should have thought of it a long time ago, people who have died, what is he still looking forward to?
Didn't he see Zhou Yiwan's body a long time ago?
So suddenly, his whole body was cold, and he lay there quietly.

He could still remember the queen's hysterical sorrow even now when he closed his eyes.

Zhou Yiwan is dead.

He smiled lightly, there was no warmth in his eyes, only endless sadness and coldness.

Yan Yiran froze for a moment, the clear and magnetic man's voice hit her heart little by little.

The hands hanging in front of him clenched into fists, his heart beat faster, and his face gradually became hot.

She didn't expect that this eldest son was really as outstanding as his mother said. He didn't have the physique that was different from ordinary people, but he was not bad. The kind of nobility emanating from his bones was something she had never met in a man before. some.

"Go down."

Xiao Yan spoke coldly.

Yan Yiran was a little puzzled, and raised her head: "Master, do you want to hear the little girl play the piano?"

A sneer flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, and he pursed his lips: "You are not her!"

How about playing the piano?No matter how similar the piano sound is, they are not Zhou Yiwan.

Zhou Yiwan, who has a bad temper and always teaches him a lesson.

The woman he wanted to marry was dead!

(End of this chapter)