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Jiang Zhuo'an's ears felt a little hot, but he didn't stop him or deny what he said.

After reacting, Qing Qiao's face turned red. He lowered his head and stared at the toes of his shoes: "Sorry, I don't know... what kind of... relationship... you guys have... as a husband and wife..."

The little girl who had been pampered for a long time did not know that this feeling was against the world, so she apologized in a muffled voice.

The maid next to her who was holding the hem of her skirt wanted to remind her, but another maid grabbed her clothes and shook her head lowly.

It was the first time in Qing Qiao's life that he had experienced such an embarrassing thing. He was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in and leave with a bunch of maids.

"Girl!" Yan Qingning suddenly called her.

Qing Qiao: "Ah?!"

Jiang Zhuo'an couldn't help but clenched his hands, and looked at Qing Qiao with evil eyes.

Yan Qingning shook the gold-trimmed sachet in her hand, smiled and stuffed it into Qing Qiao's hand: "The girl's sachet was left behind."

Qing Qiao blankly accepted the sachet he pushed over her, her face turning red from embarrassment.

Yan Qingning pretended not to see it and blessed her warmly: "Girl, this sachet is so beautifully embroidered, you will definitely find a suitable husband as soon as possible!"

"Thank you..."

Qing Qiao thanked her quietly and left with her maid in a hurry.

After they all left, Jiang Zhuoan couldn't bear it anymore.

He hugged Yan Qingning from behind, lay next to his ear, and said aggrievedly: "Aning, do you like her sachet?"

Yan Qingning had a smile in his shallow eyes. He rubbed Jiang Zhuoan's head and said half-seriously, like he was teasing a cat: "Master, guess what?"

"After all, the sachets embroidered by this girl are really beautiful!"

Jealousy continued to surge in his heart. Jiang Zhuoan looked at the young man's flamboyant face with a teasing smile and sighed: "So, Aning likes that girl more, right?"

When he said this, Yan Qingning became unhappy.

He pinched Jiang Zhuo'an's face and said solemnly, "I'm not happy if Master says that."

"Obviously I am here for Master. The meaning of my coming to this world is to fall in love with Master, but Master is questioning my love like this. It really makes me sad!"

Jiang Zhuo'an took his hand and put it to his lips and kissed him, coaxing him with a warm voice: "Aning, I'm just too scared..."

"I can no longer afford to lose you..."

Such boring topics are often terminated without ending. This time, Jiang Zhuo'an unexpectedly said what he had always been afraid of.

"Master, I have always been here..."

He didn't talk a lot of truth, nor did he explain to Jiang Zhuo'an the facts he believed in. He just patted Jiang Zhuo'an on the back and left a promise in a gentle voice.

The scene of two outstanding-looking men embracing each other in the street was so eye-catching that many people turned their attention to them.

But the two people in the center of the gaze didn't pay much attention to this. Instead, they held hands as if no one else was watching and walked around the streets as if nothing had happened.

The sound of gongs was heard not far away, and people crowded into a pile, surrounding the middle stage.

Yan Qingning had a restless temper, was playful and noisy, and soon he took Jiang Zhuoan's hand and walked straight towards the crowd, squeezing his way into the crowd.

"Everyone, take a look. If anyone can guess all of these lantern riddles today, the embroidery house will give the gold-trimmed dragon and phoenix auspicious purse embroidered by the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion to the winner."

The person in charge of the table shouted enthusiastically: "The Prime Minister's Second Miss is undoubtedly the No. 1 embroiderer in the capital. The opportunity to get her embroidery now is a rare opportunity!"

Yan Qingning was not interested in that kind of embroidery. He was more interested in the riddles of human lanterns.

"Which young lady is willing to go on stage and guess lantern riddles?"

Most people just want to enjoy such activities. Except for some literati who show off their literary talents, few people are willing to take the initiative to go on stage to carry out such public activities.

But Yan Qingning was different. He wanted to be lively, so he stuffed the two lanterns he had into Jiang Zhuoan's arms, and quickly climbed onto the stage.

The person presiding over the stage spotted him coming on stage with sharp eyes, and quickly spoke out to cheer up the atmosphere: "Which family does this belong to, young master? He is so handsome, and he looks like he is knowledgeable."

The people around him suddenly stood up on the stage and stuffed everything they were carrying into their own hands. Jiang Zhuoan couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

He carried the things Yan Qingning gave him and followed Yan Qingning onto the platform.

When the host saw Jiang Zhuo'an also coming up, he hurriedly said: "Young Master, don't be in a hurry to come on stage. You can wait until this young Master answers the lantern riddles before he comes up."

When Yan Qingning saw him following her on stage, he did not shy away from the eyes of the people around him and just threw himself into Jiang Zhuoan's arms.

Seeing that the two of them knew each other, the host added, "So this young master is the younger young master's brother? If they are a family, they can answer the questions together."

"He is not my brother." Yan Qingning looked at the host and explained seriously, "But we are indeed family."

The host glanced at Jiang Zhuo'an behind him in surprise, unable to tell that this man was Yan Qingning's father.

Yan Qingning blinked and announced in front of everyone: "He is my lover!"

"This is the lover I have married and worshiped before!"

The host stared at the two of them with wide eyes and asked with difficulty: "He...is your lover, young master?"

Yan Qingning nodded without hesitation, Jiang Zhuoan did not explain, it was completely acquiescence.

The host slowly moved over, and while the people below were still stunned, he quietly tugged on the corner of Yan Qingning's clothes, and reminded him in a low voice: "Young Master, please stay away from him for a while!"

"Not everyone can accept this kind of emotion..."

"Thank you for the reminder, but I don't intend to avoid it." Yan Qingning rejected him with a smile: "This is my feeling, and I know what I should do better than anyone else."

"My feelings are for myself, not for others. I have the courage to admit my feelings, so I won't be like some coward who clearly likes them in his heart but refuses to say it, then misses them all his life and regrets them in the end. !”

He didn't lower his voice when he said this, and even looked at Jiang Zhuo'an openly, as if to indicate that the "coward who dared not admit his love" was him.

Jiang Zhuo'an rarely avoided his blazing gaze. Instead, he took the initiative to hold his hand and looked into his shining light eyes.

He smiled and responded to Yan Qingning's words: "The rules and regulations in the world are to regulate people's behavior, not to imprison people's emotions."

"If it's what the heart desires, so what if the genders are the same?"