The Regent's Tender Darling

The gate of the county governor's mansion.

"If you don't mind, after meeting the regent, you can come to my mansion for a gathering." Yan Nanchen's face was gentle and his tone made people feel close.

Zhaoren Hou was stunned, his eyes widened, his brows frowned, and his face was incredible.

This made Yan Nanchen a little confused.

"Hey, Prince Duan, you also bought a house in this Shuzhou branch county?" Zhaoren Hou's eyes were somewhat envious.

"Ah?" Yan Nanchen didn't react for a while. He didn't expect Zhaoren Hou to ask him this. It was really unexpected.

He replied: "I bought a property here before. If you are interested, why don't you go and take a look?"

He brought the topic back again.

Zhaoren Hou waved his hand: "Hey, what's so good about the house? Although I don't have a mansion here and I only live in an inn, I am not someone who can't afford a mansion."

Yan Nanchen felt weird when he heard this. Why did he feel... Did Zhaoren Hou think he was showing off his property?

"..."

"My Lord, that's not what I meant. I just want to invite you to my palace. I have no other intentions."

Marquis Zhaoren still shook his head: "My wife is still waiting at the inn. She is not available."

"My Lord is so reluctant, but how can I offend you?" Yan Nanchen's eyes could not help but condense, and then returned to normal after a moment.

Marquis Zhaoren looked at the two guards at the door, then pulled Yan Nanchen's sleeve and walked away.

Yan Nanchen did not resist, and followed Marquis Zhaoren to pull him to a secluded place, with some smiles in his eyes. It seems that Marquis Zhaoren just saw that there were outsiders, so he did so deliberately.

When they arrived at the place, Marquis Zhaoren looked around furtively, and when he saw that no one could see or hear anything, he said to Yan Nanchen: "Prince Duan, it's not that I don't want to go, look at the sky now."

Marquis Zhaoren pointed to the sky, and Yan Nanchen also looked up in the direction Marquis Zhaoren pointed.

"Is it getting dark?" Marquis Zhaoren asked, and then said, "After visiting the Regent, it will be even later. If I go back late, my wife will be angry." Yan Nanchen felt that he was fooled again, and smiled with anger: "Then tomorrow is fine." "That's even worse." Marquis Zhaoren refused, and then said: "I came out here because I promised my wife to accompany her well. This purple jade Guanyin can be seen at the treasure appreciation meeting. I don't need to come here to knock on the door. How can I have time to accompany you, Your Highness?" Then he moved closer to the already dark-faced Prince Duan, pulled up his sleeves, and exposed his arms. The scratches on his arms were very obvious, which made Yan Nanchen stunned. Marquis Zhaoren said with some shame: "My wife, she is like a cat. She fights when she disagrees with me. I still have bruises on my butt. I'll show you."

As he spoke, Marquis Zhaoren was about to undress. Yan Nanchen was startled, then quickly opened his fan to cover his face and tried to dissuade him: "No need, no need!"

Marquis Zhaoren stopped, then smiled and said: "I would like to visit your mansion. How about you help me talk to my wife? It will also allow me to relax for two days."

After saying this, Marquis Zhaoren's eyes were filled with expectation, and he almost rubbed his hands.

"Uh..." Yan Nanchen slowly put down the fan, looking at Marquis Zhaoren's eyes, he didn't know what to say for a while.

He didn't want to win him over at this time.