Chapter 350 Slave Wen Li
Chapter 350 Slave Wen Li
Yan Li went back to the house and changed some clothes, then sat in front of the window and drank tea.
Seeing Mu Cang's handsome and noble face appeared in front of his eyes, Yan Li raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and unexpectedly felt a few warm and soft feelings in his heart, and began to look forward to meeting him.
The soldiers and horses in Western Xinjiang have been conquered by Mu Cang. He went to Northern Xinjiang on the pretext of rectifying Western Xinjiang. During this period, the situation in Northern Xinjiang should have been stabilized.
After Yan Li came to Jin, she was busy with various things, and finally had some time off. When she thought of Mu Cang again, she felt as if several hours had passed.
If it's more sensational, is this feeling like what people often say: "It's like three autumns after not seeing each other"?
Yan Li smiled. If this was true, she and Mu Cang would have been separated for countless years.
"Your Royal Highness, the eldest princess." Nanny Lu came over and said, "The six young masters have arrived."
Yan Li turned around and saw six people standing in the yard through the window.
If he hadn't learned their details from Tianshu, Yan Li couldn't help but suspect that they came from the same place.
Because although the six people have different styles, their appearance is indeed first-class, and their bearing is excellent. They are not like the young men who serve the people in Israel at all, but more like the beautiful young masters raised by the rich families. Tianlai Novel Network
Yan Li took a sip of tea and said, "Let them come in."
Nanny Lu turned to look at the six of them: "Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess, is letting you in. Remember your identity and do not violate the rules. If anyone offends the eldest princess, don't blame the rules of the palace for being ruthless."
The six of them didn't say anything, and quickly entered the room, kneeling downright to salute the eldest princess.
Yan Li raised his eyes and looked over, scanning the faces of the six people one by one. His voice was leisurely and casual: "Are you still used to living in the West Courtyard?"
"I'm not used to it." The young man in white on the far right pouted and said, "We have been in the mansion for so long, and the eldest princess has never come to see us once."
The corner of Yan Li's mouth twitched, and her eyes fell on his face: "What's your name?"
"Wen Li."
Yan Li immediately understood, oh, one of the two young men arranged for her by King Yu, one of her own.
So her tone became gentler: "I have been busy with government affairs recently, so I have indeed neglected you a bit."
As soon as these words came out, everyone else looked up at Yan Li with subtle expressions. It was difficult to understand that this sentence came from a woman.
Ignore.
No matter how I heard it, I thought this sentence was weird.
They had only heard of husbands being cold to their wives or concubines, and emperors being cold to their concubines... It was the first time in her life for a woman to calmly say such words to six young ladies like this.
"Well, I will dedicate a whole day to accompany you tomorrow." Yan Li pondered a little, "But tonight, I want to get to know you better. I hope you won't lie to me."
The one who comes is not good.
The six people lowered their eyes, and these four words appeared in their hearts.
"What does the eldest princess want to know?" Wen Li blinked, "I will definitely tell you everything I know, so please rest assured, eldest princess."
Yan Li raised her eyebrows slightly: "In that case, let's start with you."
"Wenli from the slave family, warm Wen, farewell." A faint smile appeared on Wenli's face, and his voice was particularly gentle. "놋It is an honor for the slave family to have the opportunity to enter the eldest princess's mansion to serve her highness. I will return it in the future." I hope the eldest princess will take good care of the slave family, and the rain and dew will be touched."
Yan Li was silent for a moment, his eyes falling on Wen Li's extremely serious face, and for a moment he couldn't help but wonder, is Wen Li a superb actor, or is he really well-informed?
So calmly asking her to soak up the rain and dew... I have to say that the young man arranged for her by King Yu is a weird one.
"The slave family is now ten years old, two years older than the eldest princess." Wen Li continued, "In the future, the slave family will protect the eldest princess and will never let anyone with malicious intentions bully the eldest princess."
"It's good that the eldest princess doesn't bully others." The third young man from the right spoke up, dressed in black and unruly, with a touch of mockery in his tone, "Who can bully the eldest princess?"
Yan Li turned his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in black calmly: "Your name is Ling Feng?"
The face of the young man in black changed, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Yan Li.
"Your master is Kang Ziyan." Yan Li pretended not to see his eyes, and raised the corner of her mouth with a hint of understanding, "In whose hands the Kang family was destroyed, you should know in your heart who saved Kang Ziyan. Yes, you should also understand.”
Ling Feng's mouth tightened, and his eyes showed some vigilance. Then he realized something and slowly lowered his eyes: "The master of the family ordered me to protect the eldest princess."
"Really?" Yan Li smiled faintly, "Then he didn't teach you to be disrespectful to me?"
Ling Feng frowned slightly: "No."
"Then where does your disrespect come from?" Yan Li asked again, "Yan Zheng gave it to me?"
"No." Ling Feng denied, then reluctantly lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "It's a slave... I shouldn't be a slave."
Poof!
Wen Li laughed unceremoniously.
Ling Feng turned to look at him with an unkind expression: "Why are you laughing?"
"Of course I am laughing at you for becoming a slave." Wen Li pursed his lips to hold back laughter, "Young Master Ling, you don't have to imitate me."
Ling Feng's expression turned green. He had never been anyone else's male favorite, so how could he know how a male favorite should call himself?
"Young Master Wen has rich experience. It seems that he has served many masters." Ling Feng mocked coldly, "I wonder how those masters in the past treated you. Didn't you get as much rain and dew as you wished?"
Wen Li pretended to think for a moment: "A good man should be faithful to one person. I have never served others before, and I will never serve others in the future. In this life, I will only be devoted to Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Ling Feng: "..."
Yan Li: "..."
The air was strangely quiet for a moment.
Six people entered the mansion with various thoughts, but no one said that he wanted to be faithful to the Princess. It was really ridiculous.
The expressions of the others were a little subtle.
Yan Li said: "Ling Feng, how is the Kang family doing now?"
Ling Feng replied: "The head of the family has successfully taken over all the businesses. The Kang family managers are very obedient. Only two people who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make money have been dealt with by the head of the family. The others are safe for the time being."
Yan Li hummed and turned to look at the third young man on the right: "What's your name?"
The light blue clothes were flowing, but they looked a little thin in the late autumn and early winter season. However, looking at the young man's expression, he didn't seem to feel cold at all.
The young man lowered his eyebrows and replied: "My slave Qi Yan."
Qi Yan, like Wen Li, was arranged by King Yu.
In addition to his handsome appearance, his abilities were obviously unfathomable, and he was not as gentle and harmless as he seemed on the surface.
Yan Li nodded: "It's a nice name, and he's a nice guy."
Wen Li was immediately dissatisfied: "Isn't my maid better looking than him? Why doesn't Her Royal Highness the Princess praise me?"
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