Yan Ge.

The eldest son of the Yan family.

The Yan family led troops to fight for generations and was once a high-powered courtier.

Later, because the former queen felt that the Yan family was of great merit, the Yan family's rights were constantly weakened.

Until now, the Yan family has no reputation.

The head of the Yan family holds a leisurely official position.

This eldest son is famous, talented and beautiful, and many women want to marry him.

The queen can neither make the other party too powerful nor insult her too much.

Therefore, the famous young master of the Yan family is the most suitable.

but……

This eldest son is named Yan Jiang.

Who is Yan Ge?

This one in her palace is not her good person card!!

That's too terrifying!

"He has another name?"

Kapok shook his head: "No, why did Your Highness ask that?"

"Who is Yan Ge?"

"Yan Ge..." Kapok thought for a while: "It's the young master of the Yan family. I heard that he is very unpopular, so the Yan family is unwilling to mention him."

Where did Your Highness know this name?

Kapok is full of question marks.

"Has he recovered from his illness?" Chu Zheng asked again.

“These two days are almost done.”

"Go and have a look."

"yes."

Chu Zheng hasn't visited this Shijun Yan these days.

I have been to Kapok several times, but every time I see it, there are hanging curtains, and the people inside can't see them at all.

That Yan Shijun also has a personality.

Your Highness has come back, so he is not here to pay his respects.

Even if he is sick, he will come according to the rules...

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Incense was lit in the hall, and green smoke rose up.

The drooping curtains whirl slightly.

The boy in single clothes sat behind the curtain, and the sound of the piano flowed out.

The sound of the piano is low and depressing, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

However, the boy was very devoted, as if immersed in that world.

The curtain was picked up by someone, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

The boy withdrew his hands and looked up.

They were a pair of clear and ignorant eyes.

It has nothing to do with the song he just played.

The boy seemed to be frightened, and suddenly stood up and knocked over the piano.

He lowered his head and saluted: "I have seen Your Highness."

The clean and clear sound is like the sound of nature.

"No gift."

The boy slowly stood up, and his thin clothes outlined his body to a slender and weak one, like a delicate flower that could be broken at any time.

He raised his head boldly, and his stunning face was exposed to Chu Zheng's eyes.

He is not old, between a teenager and a young man, and his maturity and childishness are mixed together, but it does not seem inconsistent at all.

He suddenly smiled at Chu Zheng.

Ripples rippled in his clear ink pupils, making him look even better.

There was a hint of charm between the clean and pure eyebrows and eyes.

"Did Your Highness come to see me?" He tilted his head and asked curiously.

Chu Zheng held her hands: "Have you seen me?"

"No." The boy shook his head honestly: "Your Highness, you have never seen me."

I heard that, I had some complaints.

I am Your Highness, okay?

You don’t pay me a favor, but you want me to see you! What a big face!

Chu Zheng had a tense face: "Then how did you know that I am Your Highness?"

The young man blinked: "This is Ziwei Palace. You can enter and exit here freely, and you can still dress like this, only Your Highness."

Chu Zheng looked at him: "How come she dressed like this?"

The boy was puzzled: "Isn't it possible?"

"Aren't you sick?" Only when you wear so little, you will be devils if you don't get sick!

"Yes." The boy nodded: "But it's already done, thank you for your concern."

Chu Zheng: "??"

Where did I care about you?!

What kind of play do you add to yourself?

Chu Zheng asked with a cold face: "What's your name?"

"Yan Jiang." The young man replied, pouting slightly: "Don't you even know what my name is?"

"Your name is Yan Jiang?"

The boy nodded.

"Who is Yan Ge?"

The boy's expression suddenly became stiff and returned to nature after a moment.

"Yan Ge is my younger brother."

"The crime of deceiving the king is to behead his head." Chu Zheng said in a cold tone: "Give you another chance, who are you?"

The boy held his hands in front of him and nervously grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Don't say it? Then I have to send someone to Yan's mansion to ask."

Chu Zheng walked out.

The boy suddenly grabbed her.

"Your Highness, it's me...Yan Ge is me." His voice was low, as if he was afraid, and as if he was wronged.

"Don't send someone to ask." Yan Ge looked up, and the clear pupils were filled with mist: "I will die, please."

The boy's fingers were slightly cold, and he pulled her wrist and shook slightly.

Chu Zheng was thinking, this was a blackened thing.

How could this be possible?

He must be pretending!

but……

Then what can I do?

I can only spoil it.

Chu Zheng pulled her hand back, and the young man looked at her at a loss.

"The queen wants Yan Jiang, why is it you who enters the palace?"

Yan Ge pursed his white lips, and didn't know how to put his hands and feet. His eye feathers trembled slightly, and tears piled up on the corners of his eyes.
To be continued...