The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family’s Son

Wei Lan has been practicing martial arts since childhood and is very good at hiding her skills. Following Xie Zichen all the way, Xie Zichen's guards did not find out.

However, Xie Zichen’s guards didn’t find out. It doesn’t mean that the young man in the sedan didn’t know. From the time Wei Lan followed, Xie Zichen noticed that someone was following. He pretended to inadvertently lift the curtain and saw Wei Lan hiding in the dark. Chongni looked at his eyes, frightened his hand and put the curtain down.

He took a deep breath and told himself to be calm.

After living a whole life, Wei Lan, who was beyond expectation, would be his surprise. Who would have thought, was so shocked...

This is a broken sleeve.

Really broken sleeves!

Moreover, even if the broken sleeve invited him to Linglong Pavilion for dinner, he still followed him all the way! It is simply tolerable or unbearable, but I can't bear it...and bear it!

Xie Zichen took a deep breath, hating his incompetence again.

He was reborn too late.

He was born a concubine since he was a child, although he has many friends, but there is no exchange of interests, no one can believe it; he has no silver in his hands, cannot establish his own secret department like those concubines, and has been locked at home with inconvenient access. Since the age of twelve Up to now, he has opened a few shops in secret, saved some money, and developed some informants. This is the limit he can do. The only backer is his teacher Xu Qing, but after he was reborn, he knew clearly. Later, Xu Qing turned to his enemies. Today, the more scandals he let Xu Qing know about him, the more powerful Xu Qing's backlash will be when he turns to the enemy.

So he was reborn for two years, and at the critical moment, no one was available for him. It was indeed sad.

Xie Zichen let out a sigh of relief, and opened his hands together, determined to rest for a while, and then plan carefully after returning home.

After sending Xie Zichen back to the mansion, Wei Lan returned to Changxinhou's mansion. The beauty was pleased and sent the beauty back to the house. Wei Lan couldn't help but feel a little light in her heart. Although her face was not expressing, even Wei Zhong clearly found that the aura of Wei Lan seemed to be much more relaxed.

After deciding on the candidate for her future ruler, Wei Lan solved a major problem. She immediately asked the Anbu to take all the information of Xie Zichen, and at the same time sent someone to inquire about his life experience, and dropped a person from the Anbu. , Every day to give Xie Zichen a love poem she wrote.

Although, I heard from the dark guard that Xie Zichen didn't even look at it directly.

Wei Lan's heart is very frustrated. In any case, her handwriting is still very good, and the poem is still well written. The act of burning directly without looking at it is really hurtful.

But it didn't matter, she still sent it strongly, and as long as she was free every day, she would go to see the life of Xie Zichen who had moved from Anbu.

As a concubine, Xie Zichen really had a very bad life, but seeing that Xie Zichen was still able to open a store and shop in such a difficult environment, even Wei Lan couldn’t help but admire him a little. Looking at Xie Zichen’s dossier, Tong Ranmo sighed: "Dye Mo, my lord is really extraordinary, I really deserve to be my fiance!"

The ink-dyed and polished hands shook, reminding Wei Lan: "Second son, hold back a little bit. And you have called your fiancé before this character is written, is it too early?"

Wei Lan hooked the corner of her mouth and said meaningfully: "Early and later...Aren't they all my people?"

"Where are you confident? Young Master Xie doesn't seem to be happy at all. Are you sure you are fine?"

Of course there is no problem.

Wei Lan thought secretly in her heart that there were not hundreds or dozens of families she had pursued. Who didn't want to welcome but refuse her at first, and finally followed her? Although she hasn't come to the end, it does not prevent her from verifying her personality!

And these princes would never forget her after they got married. They also saw each other chanting poems from time to time throughout the year, saddening the spring and the autumn, and sighed with emotion in the old days and their miserable love, her record is so brilliant, how can she not conquer one? Xie Zichen?

But the words stained with ink still reminded Wei Lan, after all, the son of Xie Zichen seemed to be more reserved. Maybe, he doesn't like her being so direct?

Wei Lan thought about it seriously, and finally decided that she should change her strategy.

So she asked Ranmo to send her out every night to send a love letter to Xie Zichen to call the guard who had just returned, and said seriously: "Um...I decided, I want to change the direction."

"What are you going to do?" Yanmo pricked her ears, always feeling that her own lady would not do anything good.

"I plan," Wei Lan thought about it: "The water flows long. Get close to him first, start with him as a brother, and kill all the women around him."

"It seems," Azure thought seriously: "My current status is too diligent, he might be afraid?"

Dyeing ink: "..."

Did you know... Dye Mo silently slandered.

Wei Lan held her chin, looked at the courtyard and thought like this, feeling more comfortable, and felt that she had finally found the problem.

So Wei Lan stopped giving gifts, and stopped harassing Xie Zichen, took a big turn, took the Wang family's post, and went to the Wang family's family banquet.

In fact, the Wang family’s post to her was purely accidental. Aristocratic families rarely deal with their marquis children. For example, Wei Lan’s families are mostly established and canonized, while the family’s children go through dynasties one after another without a century of history. Dare to call yourself a family? The Wang family posted a post to Wei Lan only because-I heard that she was beautiful.

Everyone has the love of beauty, especially in the Chu country, where officials have to look at their faces.

After receiving a post from the Wang family, Wei Lan wondered whether she should really expand her network after returning to Beijing for a few months; second, she felt that she was a woman with a heart of beauty in this kind of occasion where the children of the family gathered. Can't be absent; San thought that he should be able to see Xie Zichen on this occasion, so he did not hesitate to answer the Wang's post.

On the day of the attendance, in order to give a good impression to many aristocratic children, Wei Lan put aside the jade-colored robes that she wore daily, and instead replaced them with the big red gold thread curling moire pattern. She wore a black jade crown, which made her complexion. White, thin and gorgeous.

When she walked down from the carriage in a red robe, a low inhalation sound came from the surrounding area. Wei Lan was secretly happy, but with a calm smile on her face, she walked openly into the courtyard.

Standing in twos and threes in the courtyard, the children of the aristocratic family, Wei Lan, under the guidance of her servants, met with the host of the banquet, Wang Xi, the grandson of the Wang family.

Wang Xi is also a beauty, different from Xie Zichen's delicate and indifferent, Wang Xi's appearance is closer to Wei Lan's temperament, free and easy, with the noble and noble children of the family, but not showing publicity.

He was wearing a jade-colored robe and holding a small fan in his hand. He listened to the next person to report, "The big young man, Wei Shizi is here." When he turned around with a smile, then a beautiful face appeared. Came into view.

Wang Xi drew a cold breath, and the person on the other side said with a full smile, "Prince Wang, we are in the Hou Mansion under Changxin, Wei Lan."

Wang Xi didn't speak, but stared at Wei Lan blankly. It wasn't until someone next to him bumped him that Wang Xi recovered, and exclaimed: "Wei Shizi's appearance as a fairy makes Xi dumbfounded. Xi punishes himself for three cups. I hope to forgive me. , I hope to forgive me!"

With that said, Wang Xi took the wine glass from his servant and drank three glasses refreshingly. Wei Lan laughed loudly: "The prince is so complimented, and he has to punish himself for three cups. If Wei Lan does not accompany him to drink, wouldn't it be rude?"

With that, she took the wine glass from Yanmo, who was holding the wine expressionlessly, and drank three glasses in a row.

There were applause nearby, and Wang Xi's eyes were full of appreciation, and he smiled and pulled Wei Lan and said: "I never thought that Wei Shizi is also a lover of personality. Come and come, all friends in the garden, Wei Shizi can rest assured today Have fun, if you lie down drunk, I will personally carry you back!"

Wei Lan laughed silently, and was dragged into the garden by Wang Xi.

This is the Wang's garden in the outskirts, when the peach blossoms are just in bloom. The children of the aristocratic family wore spring shirts, and gathered in twos and threes to drink, so it was a prosperous spring scene.

Wang Xi introduced people to her one by one, and suddenly, Wei Lan scanned the person she paid special attention to.

He was sitting under a peach tree, playing against a boy in a blue robe. Peach blossoms are flying around him, his face is calm and plain, calm and calm.

Wei Lan paused, and said to Wang Xi: "Brother Wang, I saw an acquaintance, come and have a look."

Wang Xi stopped and said curiously: "Acquaintances? Who?"

"Fourth Young Master Xie." Wei Lan learned what others call him, Wang Xi smiled frankly. Unlike the general aristocracy's contempt for Xie Zichen in the information Wei Lan gave in Anbu, Wang Xi seemed to be totally indifferent to Xie Zichen's background and smiled. Said: "The beauty and the beauty really cherish each other. Since Brother Wei has found an acquaintance, Xi will go to the front yard and continue to entertain the guests."

"Brother Wang, please." Wei Lan smiled, after raising her hand to send Wang Xi away, she stepped up to Xie Zichen's side.

Xie Zichen's concentration at the moment when he was playing chess did not realize that Wei Lan was standing behind him, only that someone was watching the chess behind him, and he never looked back.

Wei Lan watched him play chess quietly. His style of chess was fierce and domineering, which was in stark contrast to the casualness of the opponent. The opponent had been killed by him a long time ago, but he was persistently reluctant to admit defeat. A quarter of an hour later, Wang Ning, who was sitting opposite him, finally sighed and said seriously: "Shiro, if you don't let me go, I'm afraid I won't play chess with you again in this life."

Xie Zichen did not speak, and silently retracted the chess pieces one by one. Wang Ning stood up, stretched out, and said impatiently: "It's fine, you can't let it go, I want to see who wants to play chess with you."

"Me." Wei Lan stood behind Xie Zichen and responded with a smile. Xie Zichen picked up the chess piece and saw the boy in red sitting opposite him. Ruyu stretched out his hand on the chessboard to accompany him. One picked up the chess piece.

Xie Zichen slowly raised his head, met the gentle and affectionate gaze of the other person, and listened to the other person: "Thank you brother, long time no see."

Xie Zichen's expression was stiff, and without reply, he put the chess pieces into the chess box, got up and wanted to leave. Wei Lan stood up, folded her hands between her sleeves, and smiled and said, "Why is Xie brother so avoiding like a snake and scorpion?"

Wei Lan's voice was not loud, but still attracted people's attention.

Xie Zichen didn't say a word. He didn't know how to tell the person in front of him that he was a broken sleeve and tried to make him become a broken sleeve.

The two stood in a stalemate. Xie Jie walked out of the crowd. When he saw Wei Lan and the calm Xie Zichen, he immediately raised a smile, stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Wei Lan, saying: "My brother is shy by nature. Hope Xiongtai forgive me."

Wei Lan shifted her gaze to the visitor, who was also a well-born character, with a handsome face and good looks. After looking at him for a moment, she smiled and saluted: "When I first came back to Shengjing in the Hou Mansion, Wei Lan, the personnel were a bit rusty. I don't know the name of Master Xie, and I hope to forgive him."

She was born good-looking, her speech and manners are generous, and she has won everyone's favor right now. Xie Jie smiled and said, "It turned out to be Wei Shizi. It's no surprise to those who don't know. In the third house of the Xie family, Xie Jie, you and I might as well talk about it, how about?"

"Very good." Wei Lan nodded and sat in the original position. If you look closely, you can see that in her eyes when she looked at Xie Jie, she was full of indulgence in her eyes like looking at a child. Others couldn't see it, but Xie Zichen saw it really.

He couldn't help but walked in the opposite direction of Wei Lan, and his friend Wang Ning shook his folding fan and said, "This Wei Shizi is really a romantic figure. He looks really good. I didn't say it. I thought there would be no more You are a better-looking person. Now that I see Wei Shizi, I understand that it is the frog at the bottom of my well."

"Don't lean too close to him." Seeing Wang Ning's admiration look, out of friend's morals, Xie Zichen reminded lightly. Wang Ning was stunned, somewhat puzzled: "Zichen, don't you like her?"

"Yeah." Xie Zichen didn't say much, nodded, and said seriously: "She is sick."

Wang Ning didn't say a word. He glanced suspiciously at Wei Lan, who was talking with Xie Jie, and then at his friend who was indifferent. After a long time, he finally said: "Zichen, you are not jealous that she looks better than you. Right?"

Xie Zichen: "..."

Wang Ning struck the fan in his hand and said in surprise, "Isn't it true?!"

"You think too much." Xie Zichen was a little broken by this inconsiderate friend. He glanced at the young man in red under the peach blossom tree in the distance, and said seriously: "She is really sick."

Broken sleeve, incurable disease.

The author has something to say:

Author: "to interview, dye ink, you miss your family feel about today's party satisfied with it?"

Ran Mo: "Satisfied, of course satisfied. Let her participate in this kind of family banquet, it is like a wolf into the flock... It is terrible."