It's too hard to chase after the demon concubine

Chapter 695 I want him (3)
It was a woman as gorgeous and dazzling as a peony in the prosperous age, she was the fifth lady of Mantuo Villa, Nalan Qing.

A small road, shaded by flowers and forests, walks to the turning, and people from both sides meet unexpectedly.

At first glance, Nalan Qing saw Lin Huaxia's blue dress, Yan Zimo, who was calm and elegant, and a touch of uncontrollable amazement flashed in her phoenix eyes.

Moshang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.Elegant as the wind, noble as the moon, inadvertently, it captivates all living beings.

Seeing each other suddenly, in a trance, I was shocked as a heavenly man.

Nalan Qing looked at him, the surprise in her phoenix eyes faded away, and turned into a scorching starlight, deeply buried in her eyes.

Lifting the hem of her skirt lightly, she stepped forward quickly, with unconcealable concern on her face, "Mother, I heard that there is an oriental genius doctor in Zhuangzhong, how is my sister's condition?"

Seeing her, An Yirou had a loving and gentle smile on her face, "Qing'er, why are you back? Come and meet..."

However, before she could finish her sentence, Nalan Qing turned around and walked around Yan Zimo, looked up at him with a calm and bold gaze, "You are an oriental doctor? How is my sister's condition? You may be cured?"

Yan Zimo's expression was as usual, the cloud was light and the wind was light and there was no fluctuation, he glanced at Nalan Qing indifferently, and said politely, "Miss Nalan has admitted the wrong person."

Next to her, An Yirou quickly came back to her senses after being stunned for a moment, "Qing'er, don't be rude! This is Mr. Yanzi Moyan! A friend of the Oriental genius doctor."

"Yan Zimo?" Hearing this, Nalan Qing's eyes flashed, and there was a bit of starlight in his eyes, looking at Yan Zimo's handsome face that was as gentle as jade, "You are the elegant girl who is listed on the list of Tianyin Valley's young masters." Young master? Yan Zimo?"

"Don't dare."

Yan Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look at Nalan Rui, "Didn't you say you want to break the mess?"

When it came to the chess game, Nalan Rui seemed to be a different person in an instant. He changed from his previous gentleness and elegance, and grabbed Yan Zimo's arm, "Why didn't you remind me earlier? What are you still doing? Hurry up! Go!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Yan Zimo's arm and dragged him away, completely ignoring An Yirou and the others.

Nalan Qing looked at the backs of them leaving, with a look of displeasure flashing across his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yan Zimo's elegant and unparalleled back, his eyes flickered and fluctuated.

Seeing the change in her expression, An Yirou couldn't help frowning, "Qing'er—"

Nalan Qing still looked at Yan Zimo's back, the dark and flowing light in his eyes turned into a flash of determination, scorching and dazzling.

"Mom, I want him!"

Her voice was not loud, but she carried an unwavering determination. An Yirou was taken aback when she heard it, and her expression changed a few times, "Qing'er! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yan Zimo's figure disappeared around the corner, Nalan Qing turned to look at her, the light in her eyes was unparalleled, "Mother, I want him! Yan Zimo!"

"you……"

An Yirou's expression changed, and she looked at her suspiciously. The autumn sun was shining brightly in her eyes, with flowers flying on both sides, which were not as bright as the hot and dazzling light in her eyes.

In the Fuyue Pavilion, Nalan Qingyi was sitting in front of the window playing the piano as before, the sound of the piano was faint, distant and ethereal, telling all the love, hatred, love, love, and pain in the world.

And she was dressed in white, emptied of any mortal fireworks, and her quiet and beautiful face was as quiet as a painting, without any sorrow or joy, but a faint sadness between her brows.

Compared to her, Caiwei seemed restless, fidgeting, walking up and down the room from time to time.

At the end of the song, Nalan Qingyi looked at her sideways, "Caiwei, aren't you tired?"

Caiwei immediately walked over, "Miss! Why are you still in the mood to play the piano? Today the Oriental doctor said...even he said..."

(End of this chapter)