The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

Jiang Shen, who was beside Song Yun, also raised his eyes and landed on Anle.

Anle stood in front of them, dressed in a green shirt, with disgust in his eyes that could not be concealed.

It really seemed like there was some kind of revenge for killing his father.

Song Yun originally took a closer look, but when she saw the people around her also raised their eyes, she immediately stood up, directly blocking his sight.

She looked Anle up and down and said, "Didn't he let you get close to Ah Fu?"

"Everyone knows that he doesn't get along with the Sixth Prince, and everyone knows that I chased him in the past. Isn't it too obvious for me to come?" Anle looked at her, barely suppressing the disgust in his eyes, "The Xuanwu Royal Family is no better than the Suzaku Royal Family. , he can grow up so safely, could he be a fool?"

"Who knows," Song Yun said, "What if he just wants to do the opposite."

The blue skirt moved slightly, and Anle stood there and narrowed her eyes slightly, "If the eldest princess really wants to think so, that's fine."

Song Yun stood in front of Jiang Shen, staring at Anle, her eyes moving slightly.

The person behind her gently pulled her clothes.

The delicate white cheeks are turned away, and the jaw line is smooth and beautiful, impeccable.

"Then what is the purpose of the eldest princess coming here? Is it true that she is here to get married as the rumors say?" An Le looked sideways slightly. Jiang Shen was blocked tightly and only half of his clothes could be seen.

"What are you getting married to? When did I, the princess, say that I was getting married? Why do you Yandu always like to arrange people randomly!" Song Yun noticed her gaze, turned her head suddenly, and moved her body to the side again, with a very serious look on her face. Afraid of An Le seeing the person behind him.

Anle's expression relaxed slightly, she slowly raised her eyebrows, and her tone became more polite, "I don't think so. The eldest princess already has such a precious person, why would she marry someone else."

Light from outside fell in, reflecting Song Yun's beautiful eyes into amber. Under the light, her thick eyelashes flickered slightly, feeling that Anle might be sick.

Moody.

The look in her eyes was full of hostility when she first came in, but now she's being polite again?

It’s so baffling!

Forget it, she couldn't stay in love for so long, so there must be something wrong with her brain.

As the eldest princess of Suzaku and the future empress, she should be tolerant and not care about sick people.

Anle picked up the things on the table again and seemed to be planning to go out: "So, eldest princess, can you tell me why you are here? Does Ah Fu know your identity?"

"Why do I need to tell you this princess!" Song Yun said, "I..."

Before she could say anything, she saw a slender figure appear in front of the door.

It was Jiang Fu.

Jiang Fu walked in, a bit dumbfounded, "I asked Qingqing why it took you so long to pick up a plate. It turns out you were talking."

Song Yun pursed her lips, flicked her scarlet sleeves, and sat down angrily, "You heard it, how much you heard."

"Not many." Jiang Fu came in, stood beside An Le, pursed his lips and smiled, turned his head and raised his eyes to look at An Le, with a faint light in his pupils, and said, "When I heard One of you will be called the eldest princess, and the other will be called the princess."

An Le seemed a little nervous. She stood next to Jiang Fu with the plate in her hand. She glanced at Song Yun warily and said, "Do you know who she is and why she is here."