She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

The gorgeous clothes and brocade robes not only did not make him look fat, but instead made him look majestic.

His appearance is also very outstanding, with a pair of fox eyes that are very charming when smiling, and thin lips that are bright red, giving him a kind of androgynous beauty.

She wore a silver crown on her head, and two strands of black hair fell from her temples to her chest, almost blending in with her dark blue clothes.

Seeing that this imperial teacher was powerful in the Chen Dynasty, Shen Weicang's mind immediately became active.

"I'm not a rich girl," she said somewhat embarrassedly, "You think too highly of me."

Tan Yuan's eyes moved slightly and he winked at the guard, who understood and quickly prepared a private room.

"Miss, you and I are destined to meet today. Why don't you go upstairs and sit down with me? I will help you solve any problems you may have."

Shen Weicang raised the corner of his mouth and nodded lightly: "Okay."

******

The outskirts of Pingzhou.

The young man tapped the table with his slender, bony fingers a few times, and said nonchalantly, "Has Lan's niece arrived?"

A man in black stood not far away and answered concisely, "Yes, I arrived at the General's Mansion at 3 p.m. yesterday."

"She's really capable of making trouble," the young man taunted, "Keep an eye on that place, I'll go back in a few days."

The man in black responded respectfully, "Yes."

The embarrassed voice of Manager Zhou came from outside the door: "Second Young Master, Miss Tan is here."

Xie Wanheng was originally quite leisurely, with his right elbow bent on the table and his head supported by his hand. When he heard this, annoyance flashed in his eyes: "Just kick him out."

"Xie Wanheng!" Tan Wuning's voice had already reached his ears.

"I know you are in there. I won't disturb you. I am just here to give you something. I will ask Manager Zhou to pass it to you!"

Xie Wanheng did not respond. Tan Wuning sighed in frustration and forced the box in his hand into the hands of Manager Zhou.

"I'm leaving. You must deliver this to him."

She had just taken a few steps when the door of the study suddenly opened. She turned around subconsciously and saw Xie Wanheng in black brocade clothes.

"Thank you Wanheng!"

Tan Wuning's face immediately lit up with joy. She ran towards the eaves, holding up her skirt, and the golden hairpin on her head swayed slightly.

But before she could reach him, she saw him reaching out and taking the box from Manager Zhou, and throwing it away without even looking at it.

The box fell right on Tan Wuning's toes, blocking her from rushing over.

With this fall, the wooden box broke and the contents fell out. It was an exquisite sachet.

Xie Wanheng said coldly:

"I don't like wearing scent sachets, and I don't like the scent sachets you gave me even more. Miss Tan, please respect yourself and don't give me these misleading items anymore."

Tan Wuning's smile froze for a moment, then she smiled and said to him, "If you don't like these, I won't send them to you in the future. Do you like snacks? Next time..."

"Miss Tan," Xie Wanheng's voice was even colder than before, "Could it be that you, a rich lady from the Marquis of Pingnan's mansion, can't you understand what I'm saying?"

Tan Wuning bit her lip: "I just want to give you something..."

"But I don't need it."

Tan Wuning walked out of Xie Wanheng's yard dejectedly. Her maid Chunfeng came up to her with concern and said, "Miss, is Xie Wanheng disrespectful to you again?"

She said angrily:

"I will teach him a lesson right away. Who does he think he is? He is just punished for his mistakes. How dare he treat the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Pingnan Mansion like this!"

Tan Wu Ning's face turned cold: "Don't say that about him."

She glanced at the door to the yard and sighed slightly: "He just hasn't..."

He just has no memory of his past life, and that can't be blamed on Xie Wanheng.

Tan Wuning never thought that he would have the chance to live his life again. When he thought about everything he saw after his death in his previous life, he still couldn't calm down.

******

Yan Qizhao returned to Prince Yi's Mansion and entered his own courtyard, with Queen Xie's instructions echoing in his ears.

"Find that woman and marry her as soon as possible, or else it will be more troublesome in the next few years."

He sat down in the chair, his eyes were deep and dark, without the smile he usually showed to others, and his handsome face looked much colder.

His personal guards Qingyu and Moyu followed him into the house and heard him ask, "Did Tanyuan return to the capital?"

"I just got back today. Someone close to the Imperial Master just sent a message saying that he will come to see Your Highness tomorrow."

Qingyu replied respectfully, paused, and continued: "However, it seems that the Imperial Master has not found the woman that Your Highness wants to marry."

Yan Qizhao didn't react. He didn't seem surprised or disappointed. "Really?"

Of course, it was impossible for Tan Yuan to find that woman, as Shen Weicang would not come to Chen State until next month.

Mo Yu continued: "You ask your subordinates to investigate the matter of the eldest lady in the Pingnan Marquis's mansion..."

Yan Qizhao looked at him with his dark eyes, and although he didn't say anything, Mo Yu knew that he was interested in this.

"Miss Tan would stay at the manor for a month every summer to cool off. It just so happened that the second son of the Xie family had just been punished to go to Pingzhou to reflect on his mistakes this year. Miss Tan seemed to be very interested in him and often approached him."

Mo Yu was a little nervous. Apart from the destined Princess Yi, this was the first time that His Highness was interested in another woman. Could it be that he was moved?

If this is true, wouldn't His Highness be angry when he heard that Miss Tan admired Xie Wanheng?

But to his surprise, Yan Qizhao only frowned in confusion after hearing this, as if he was just a little bit surprised: "How could she know Xie Wanheng?"

Mo Yu also thought it was ridiculous:

"Um... Miss Tan was having fun at the farm, got drunk and climbed over the wall and fell into Xie Wanheng's yard. Since then, she seems to have been obsessed with him, and would go to deliver things to him from time to time."

Yan Qizhao casually turned the teacup on the table, and a subtle expression appeared on his face.

He was a little puzzled as to why Tan Wuning had such a crush on Xie Wanheng. Did they have any interactions in their previous lives?

In his previous life, after Tan Wuning's death, when Xie Wanheng led his troops into the imperial city, he realized that he actually had feelings for Tan Wuning.

Xie Wanheng would rather bear the death penalty just to seriously injure him, and even snatched Tan Wuning's coffin from the imperial mausoleum and reburied it.

Even Yan Qizhao, a cold-hearted man, was unwilling to believe that this series of crazy actions were not done out of love.

But he had no interest in their past and so-called love, and he never tried to investigate.

Although he and Xie Wanheng are cousins, they do not have much brotherly affection.

Xie Wanheng committed a capital crime, but the General's Mansion was his maternal grandfather's home.

It was impossible for Yan Qizhao to kill all the members of the Xie family, so he only executed Xie Wanheng by slow slicing as a warning to others.

Thinking of this, Yan Qizhao had some guesses. Perhaps the two of them had always been in love, but he had stolen her love in her previous life.

Then let them get married in this life. I will no longer interfere or use Tan Wu Ning. This will be considered as an apology for hurting her in my previous life.

The next day, Tan Yuan came to Prince Yi's palace and walked into Yan Qizhao's yard.

Seeing him playing the piano, Tan Yuan had a calm look on his face, thinking about something in his mind, and sat down at the stone table under the tree.

Yan Qizhao finished playing a piece of music with great concentration, stretched out his hand to lightly press the strings, and then looked at the young man in a silver-white robe under the tree.

"Why are you wearing so lightly today?" He stood up from under the eaves and walked to the stone table, asking casually, "I've never seen you dressed like this before."

Tan Yuan has always liked colors like dark blue and black, and the one he wears today is indeed rare.

The reason for changing clothes was because Cang Cang mentioned casually yesterday that he would look more handsome in light-colored clothes. However, he did not intend to answer this question and went straight to the point:

"I haven't found any news about that woman. It will take some time."

Yan Qizhao's mouth curled up silently: "No need to look for her, I know her identity."

Tan Yuan's heart skipped a beat and he looked at him inquiringly: "Who?"

"The niece of the eldest lady of the General Protector's Mansion, Shen Weicang."