"My Elder Brother is My Husband" - (12) Yan Jing

As the two were talking, they saw Chu Yunshang leading several noble ladies out of the main hall. It was only today that Yan Luan saw through this Chu family girl who always liked to trip her up with Yan Fei.
Just now, Chu Yunshang had been serving Empress Dowager Chu. Yan Luan had only caught a glimpse of her profile and thought she was a beauty. But when she came closer, she realized that she was just as beautiful as Yan Fei. However, Chu Yunshang was even more radiant and dazzling. Perhaps it was her own pride that made her seem a bit spoiled.
"Oh my, Princess, your outfit today is truly stunning! It looks like it's from the Yan people, tsk tsk."
The states of Qi and Yan have never been on good terms. Both Princess Yongkang and Yan Luan have a penchant for wearing brocade robes. Chu Yunshang seized on this to try and discredit Yan Luan, but she never expected that Yan Luan wouldn't even deign to glance at her and would simply pull Jiang Fuyuan away from her...
Chu Yunshang was left standing there, her beautiful face contorted in pain!
Once they were out of sight, Jiang Fuyuan, pulling Yan Luan along, laughed so hard she could barely breathe: "Haha, I have to say, you're really something, just leaving like that, aren't you going to make people furious? That's so disrespectful."
Yan Luan hummed, "If she hadn't pushed the original owner into the pool, we probably would have... never mind, let's not talk about it. I heard that the Imperial Flower Garden in the Imperial Palace is particularly nice, let's go take a look."
"Wait, I just remembered something I need to tell my mother back at the main hall. You go ahead, I'll come find you later." With that, Jiang Fuyuan lifted her skirt and ran towards the main hall, showing no trace of the ladylike demeanor of the time.
Her carefree manner made Yan Luan laugh. She had done this several times before, lifting her skirt and running away, only to be scolded by Princess Yongkang.
The eunuch led the way and took Yan Luan to the Imperial Flower Garden. In the height of summer, all kinds of flowers were in full bloom. Yan Luan, who had always loved flowers, dismissed the eunuch and went to enjoy the flowers by herself. She had just walked through the vermilion corridor when she heard the sound of drums and men making a commotion.
She quickly hid under a pear tree behind the long corridor, only to find that the imperial guards were gathered in the open space not far away. It was Emperor Qi Ling playing the game of pitch-pot with the sons of noble families. When a young man threw an arrow and it landed a meter away from the golden pot, all the young masters present sighed and made a fuss about drinking a penalty shot.
This was the first time Yan Luan had ever seen the game of pitch-pot. He had only seen it in history books or on television before. It was a noble game that originated from archery ceremonies and tested accuracy and strength. Seeing that several people had failed to hit the target and the audience was laughing and joking, Yan Luan did not want to watch any longer.
Just as I was about to turn and leave, I suddenly heard a deep male voice pierce the sky.
"Change the pot, and fetch the arrows."
Yan Luan was immediately captivated. She was not only a muscle enthusiast but also a voice enthusiast... This man's voice was deep and resonant, exactly her type. Unfortunately, from her vantage point, she could only vaguely make out a tall, elegant figure standing beside Emperor Qi Ling's carriage.
He's probably a handsome man...
As soon as the golden jar with two handles was placed on the ground, Yan Luan held her breath. Jars with two handles are the most difficult to throw. But then she saw the man move his hand slightly, and the two arrows in his hand shot out at the same time.
"A perfect hit!"
Yan Luan gasped. Most people would be lucky to get even one "first" in the dice, but he managed to hit "second" in a row!
Not only her, but all the young masters present were astonished. After a moment or two of silence, Emperor Qi Ling was the first to react, standing up, clapping his hands, and laughing loudly, "Haha, as formidable as my cousin, I am ashamed of myself!"
"The Crown Prince should be the leader."
Cousin! The number of people whom Emperor Qi Ling calls his cousin can be counted on one hand, and to be a cousin who is also the heir apparent... Yan Luan's face immediately turned ugly, and suddenly a terrifying gaze swept towards her.
"Oh no! I've been discovered!" She lifted the hem of her frost-colored skirt and ran towards the back hall of the long corridor, enduring the sharp and piercing gaze.
She really didn't expect to see Yan Jing so soon, but unfortunately she didn't see what he looked like. She had run too fast and was panting under the cherry tree.
Suddenly, heavy footsteps sounded behind her. Yan Luan leaned against the tree trunk with one hand and clutched her aching chest with the other, turning her head around.
The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of vermilion and gold-trimmed dragon-patterned official boots, above which is the vermilion official robe of a high-ranking prince, with a four-clawed dragon embroidered in gold thread amidst soaring clouds and waves. Underneath the purple silk gauze outer robe, one can vaguely see a white jade belt inlaid with rubies, which is exceptionally luxurious.
When Yan Luan saw the man's face clearly, she was stunned...
According to unofficial historical records, Emperor Wu of Qi, Yan Jing, was over eight feet tall, with a face like jade, and a handsome and dashing appearance. He was a heartthrob pursued by many women in Qi. After seeing him today, Yan Luan was completely convinced.
History has proven me right!
"Ah Luan, I saw you hiding there just now, why did you run away?"
Now that the two were close together, Yan Jing's voice was even more pleasant, but it lacked a bit of the majesty it had shown before, probably because it was a unique indulgence towards Yan Luan.
Unlike the cold and aloof Yan Tao, Yan Jing's smile was like a gentle breeze. He was too gentle and refined, and did not look like a brute who was about to go to war. However, his eyes, which were somewhat similar to Yan Luan's, had a fierce and ruthless aura hidden in their deep pupils.
"Big, big brother..."
Yan Luan's calves felt slightly weak beneath her skirt. Yan Jing's aura was too intimidating; even though he looked refined and handsome, she instinctively felt more afraid than Yan Tao.
"What's wrong with Ah Luan? She used to rush over to her older brother whenever she saw him. Why is she suddenly so well-behaved?"
Yan Jing took a few steps closer, his chilling gaze sweeping over Yan Luan's heaving chest without leaving a trace. Her breasts, which were tightly bound at the waist, surged with her rapid breathing.
Yan Luan subconsciously took half a step back, her pearly teeth slightly showing as she chuckled dryly, "Ha, I'm a grown woman now, and Mother said I can't always cling to my brothers."
Her slender back pressed against the cherry blossom tree trunk. With nowhere left to retreat, Yan Luan grew anxious. As Yan Jing drew closer, her two deep dimples twitched slightly, and her fan-like eyelashes trembled.
Yan Jing seemed oblivious to her fear. His tall figure stood before her, and Yan Luan then realized the vast difference in their heights; she only reached his chest. His powerful masculine presence forcefully invaded her breath.
Suddenly, Yan Jing reached out and touched Yan Luan's chest...
"Big brother!"
Yan Luan was terrified. With nowhere to hide, she could only turn her head away, close her eyes tightly, and tremble. After a long while, she heard a soft laugh and felt as if she had been tapped on her collarbone, but nothing else.
"My Ah Luan is getting more and more timid."
Yan Luan opened her eyes tremblingly, her delicate face pale. She slowly turned her head and saw that Yan Jing was holding a cherry blossom petal between his fingers, seemingly taken from her collarbone. Seeing Yan Jing's radiant smile, Yan Luan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
I must say, his long fingers twirling the pink petals were truly beautiful!
Suddenly, those slender, strong fingers with distinct knuckles gripped Yan Luan's chin, lifting it slightly with a chilling touch.
"What is Ah Luan afraid of, hmm?"
A warm breath carrying a faint scent of wine emanated from the man's mouth, his raised tone laced with mockery and danger. As Yan Luan's face, as white as the morning sun reflected on snow, turned pale, he brushed past her temple and braced himself against a tree trunk, his powerful figure completely enveloping the girl in his embrace.
Perhaps due to excessive force applied under the palm, the cherry blossoms on the tree were shaken and scattered.
Yan Luan was completely dumbfounded...

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