Chapter 516 The future is long

An Bochen came out of the sparrow pavilion and recovered.

"Go back."

holding up the sparrow, An Bochen whispered. The sparrow looked at him in a daze, and then flew out of the third princess's house with its wings.

In the deep and lonely courtyard, the two of them came one after the other, the wind stopped and the stream was clear, and there was a different warmth in the silence.

An Bochen moved her body slightly, but the woman in white skirt seemed to have eyes behind her back, and her head shifted. An Bochen still couldn't see her face.

A smile appeared in his eyes. An Bochen stepped forward two steps, cleared his throat, and said solemnly, "The chief guest of the National Normal University, see the female officer Sima."

"You have mistaken the person. This palace is the third princess of the Yin Dynasty. Be bold and come and apologize as soon as possible.

The woman's voice came from the water, indifferent as ice.

An Bochen was stunned, opened his mouth in surprise, and couldn't speak for a moment.

At this moment, the woman turned her head, bright and with joking beautiful eyes, shot at An Bochen like a shining gem in the dark ocean. Seeing that An Bochen was stunned on the spot, the woman's long-stretated face finally relaxed, and a smile seemed to inadvertently escape from the corners of her lips and expanded to be more brilliant than the starry sky. The smile.

"Xiao Anzi, don't you know me?"

The familiar feeling lingered in An Bochen's heart, but the woman in front of him was so strange. She leaned against the edge of the water, with her slender jade hands supporting the corridor. Her delicate and weak amorous feelings were so beautiful that it could not be described in the words of the world. No matter how charming she is, no matter how weak she is, but An Bochen can see at a glance that she is by no means the kind of woman who I feel pity and needs the care of men. In fact, she is stronger than most bearded men. She is born with a stubbornness that refuses to tame anyone and never compromises for accommodation.

Two different contradictions were mixed together, and were taken in the eyes of An Bochen. Gradually, they merged with the person in his heart and became clear and full.

Seeing that An Bochen was silent, he was still standing there, as if he was stunned. There was a trace of loneliness in Sima Jinmei's eyes and said to himself, "It seems that I have to live for a period of time to get you used to now."

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure appeared behind her.

"Actually, I'm used to it now."

Simajin's delicate body trembled slightly, turned around, and looked at An Bochen with a bright smile in surprise.

The two were just young girls when they were separated. Now An Bochen is more than eight feet tall and slightly thin. Although he is not as tall and burly as Prince Yin, he is also full of unique elegance and dust, which belongs to another rare masculine temperament. And Simajin is also much taller than before, only an inch shorter than An Bochen, which can reach the bridge of An Bochen's nose.

The stream flows happily and pleasantly, and the wind is like a song. The two look at each other silently. At this time, silence is better than sound.

Just as the two were getting closer and closer, a sound of footsteps floated from a distance. An Bochen frowned in pain, loosened Sima Jin's soft and crisp waist, and took two steps back.

"There will be a long time to come."

Sima Jin looked at An Bochen narrowly, with a faint pink on his cheeks, sounding like a mosquito, and then straightened his face and looked at the three princess who were rushing.

"Sister, is this the person?"

Running closer, the third princess stopped, looked at An Bochen curiously, and then said calmly, "It's you!"

An Bochen was a little confused, so he had to bow his hand respectfully and said, "I've seen the princess, how dare you ask for your Highness?"

The third princess was happy: "Well, you have sharp eyes and can recognize me. You just fought with my eldest brother's men. I've been cheering you up. How can you thank me?

An Bochen was helpless. The three princess seemed to be more troublesome than what Simajin said in his letter.

Simajin is now a five-fold fairyland, and it is already the peak of the five-fold heaven. Her talent is not inferior to any genius in the world. She can't practice wholeheartedly just because she is trapped in Yinjing. As an authentic descendant of the Yin Dynasty, these three princesses can be said to have endless panacea. I don't know how much better the practice conditions are than ordinary monks. Now she is just a new to the four-fold immortals, which only shows that she is impetuous and unable to practice.

"What does the princess want An to do?"

An Bochen asked respectfully.

The third princess's dark eyes turned around, and her eyes looked between An Bochen and Simajin. She smiled and said, "It's better to be like this. It's very useful to see that you are a talented person. My sister was entangled by my eldest brother and Zhang Qi all day long, and she was so annoyed. Mr. An simply became my sister's flower protector and broke my brother and Zhang Qi's fantasy.

After saying that, the third princess stared at An Bochen for a moment, and the afterglow glanced at Simajin from time to time, trying to find something from their faces.

Although she is a little smart, this trick will not be paid attention to by Sima Jin and An Bochen.

An Bochen was slightly stunned, and then said with a wry smile, "Where did the princess think of it? I'm just a guest of the National Normal University."

"Sister, you are messing around again." Simajin looked at the third princess with reproach, and then turned to An Bochen and said solemnly, "Don't pay attention to An Keqing. The third princess is not bad-hearted. She just likes to play tricks on people. The more she is teased, the more kind she is."

"How dare you blame Your Highness, but don't mention this matter later. An doesn't want to cause murder." An Bochen waved his hand and looked calm.

Seeing this, the third princess curled her lips and lowered her eyelids.

Earlier, the man in front of him was still fighting on the long street. The third princess obviously found that her senior sister's mood was a little different from day. Although it was still calm on the surface, the third princess vaguely felt that the senior sister seemed to care a little about this person, at least more than Zhang Qi and his eldest brother. This is a woman's intuition. The third princess is very unwilling. She can rarely find a flaw from her senior sister. In the end, it's just her own illusion.

When her heart moved, the third princess raised her head and looked at An Bochen: "Why does Mr. An cover his face with fog? Is it so invisible?"

"Princess, let's see what An looks like?"

"Exact"

"Good."

An Bochen nodded, took off the bamboo hat, and the fog on his face gradually faded.

"Ah!"

The third princess screamed and looked at An Bochen in surprise.

It's not that An Bochen's appearance is amazing. On the contrary, what disappoints the third princess is that the person in front of him is ordinary. Although he has an unusual elegant temperament, which makes people close, if he erases his temperament and puts it in the crowd, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to find him.

The third princess saw An Bochen's impressive record of winning two, and An Bochen's temperament was naturally full of expectations.

She likes to listen to the heroic stories of those heroes in ancient times, such as the Lord of Jianzhai. Which of them is not a fascinating handsome man, and so are the best of the young generation such as Prince Yin and Zhang Qi. Therefore, in the impression of the three princesses, all geniuses need to have a handsome appearance to match, otherwise Those legendary stories should be a little less flavorful.

While An Bochen's unpretentious appearance disappointed the third princess, it also made her more and more suspicious of her intuition.

The senior sister is so beautiful that she is secretly jealous of herself. Even the eldest brother and Zhang Qi can't get into their eyes. What's more, how can there be any relationship between the person in front of them? It seems that she thinks too much.

In frustration, the third princess waved her hand: "Sister, go and entertain Mr. An."

After saying that, she lowered her head and walked back.

It was not until the breath of the third princess disappeared in the depths of the courtyard that An Bochen smiled and said, "I thought she had been completely tamed by you."

"After all, she is from the Hao family. How can it be so easy to admit defeat? She usually keeps her own peace, but when she gets the opportunity, she will always try and want to escape from my clutches."

Simajin pretended to rub his fist and rub his palm.

"Hao's family? It turned out that the surname of the emperor of the Yin Dynasty was Hao, which was indeed a magnificent surname. An Bochen said.

"You have entered the game. Sooner or later, you should know. Come with me. I'll show you my castle in the air and tell you everything you should know."

Simajin looked at An Bochen with a smile, and then walked forward along the stream.

An Bochen took two steps forward, took her "magic palm" and walked side by side.