V2.Chapter 308

It never occurred to me that the inspector sent by the imperial city this time would be Yan cenxuan. He has always been sick and weak. Who would have thought that it would be his turn to rush about like this?

Now, however, he looks good.

As soon as the team of Yan Cen Xuan and Yan Beicheng came together, his eyes subconsciously searched among the crowd. When he was young, he fell on the beautiful cheek of a stranger.

In an instant, his eyes swept up thousands of sentimental affection, like a long time under the general silk, gently pull out the strands of lingering.

The person he likes is the original owner of the body. The stranger thinks that he is not the original owner. When he stares at him like this, he is very uncomfortable. Fortunately, he has moved his eyes.

Yan Beicheng began to see that the inspector was Yan cenxuan, and his face was quite dark. At the moment, when he saw Yan cenxuan coming, he looked at his princess first. Naturally, he was more and more unhappy. However, he pulled out a smile on his face. "It turns out that the inspector mentioned by his father is actually thirteen. Look at you, you can forget it without informing the king in advance. Actually, he quietly raised the schedule and made the book Wang is in such a hurry that you can't even get ready for your reception. "

Yan cenxuan's body is thin, and his facial features are soft and elegant. At that time, after listening to Yan Beicheng's words, the corners of his lips suddenly twinkled with a gentle smile, which showed that the whole person was weak and delicate. He was as gentle as jade. "It's not thirteen. I feel better when I come here. I'm afraid that if I come late, I will delay the emperor's affairs. I can't think of it Thirteen is not comprehensive enough. "

Now it's summer, and it's midday. The sun is as close as before. People around him are wearing a thin layer of sweat, and the horses are rubbing their front feet restlessly.

The stranger glanced at Yan Beicheng and saw that there was no sweat on his white cheek. However, Yan cenxuan, who only stayed in the sun for a while, had a bad look. He said, "it's the most poisonous time in the sun, and it's not a place to talk. Your highness should follow us back to the Palace first, although we are in a hurry, but this is not a good place to talk The banquet for meeting the wind is indispensable. When you are at the banquet, the Lord is having a good chat with his Highness the thirteen. "

On the street flowers usually have nothing to do with words, are a few people, but now so much talk, are also so concerned about the words.

Thinking of this, Yan Beicheng felt more and more unhappy. The more she said this, the more he tried to refute her face and said, "well, thirteen, I heard that you were all in a hurry all the way, and your health has always been bad. How can you stand it? Is it not that the father invited some immortal to cure your disease by refining the elixir? "

"There is no fairy pill." Yan Cen Xuan couldn't help laughing. His face was warm and smooth as before. He didn't see half of his dissatisfaction. "It's just that I'm sick. I've always been like this. Today I'm better, maybe I'll be seriously ill again tomorrow. It's up to God."

As he spoke, the thin sweat on his forehead became more and more. Soon, it was congealed into beads of sweat as big as beans, which slipped down his cheek. Even his hair was soaked with sweat. His white cheek became extremely red because of the sun, but his thin lip was completely pale and did not show any blood color.