Chapter 548: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 641: Going to An Wang Fu to Mooch a Meal

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Just at this moment, a yellow figure suddenly flashed through the crowd, swift as lightning.

This figure seemed like an agile monkey, hopping and leaping straight toward Yan Wang's back. Accompanied by a clear, melodious shout: "Si Ge!!"

Although Yan Wang had been maintaining vigilance, because he had not detected any killing intent, he was not particularly on guard.

However, when that yellow figure darted onto his back like a whirlwind, his body still instinctively reacted.

Only to see his hands quickly clench into fists, steadily propping up the figure's two legs to prevent the other party from falling.

Simultaneously, An Wang had also long since noticed this scene. His gaze fixed tightly on Yan Wang and that yellow figure, a trace of seriousness appearing on his face.

And at this moment, Qianqian was tightly hugging Yan Wang's neck with both hands, excitedly shouting: "Si Ge, you've finally returned!" Her voice was clear and resounding, particularly eye-catching amidst the noisy crowd.

Yan Wang looked at Qianqian with a face full of helplessness, secretly sighing in his heart at this younger sister's mischievous antics.

However, An Wang did not show the slightest leniency; he kept a straight face and said: "What kind of propriety is this! This is a main street, get down at once!"

Just then, the Emperor, who was about to board the sedan chair, also heard Qianqian's voice.

He couldn't help but halt his steps, turn his head to look, and happened to see this interesting scene.

Qianqian seemed to sense the Emperor's gaze; she playfully stuck out her tongue, then nimbly jumped down from Yan Wang's back.

Afterward, the group continued walking toward An Wang Fu. The Imperial Guards maintained high alert throughout, closely guarding the Emperor's side to ensure his safety.

Not long after, An Wang Fu's imposing main gate came into everyone's view.

Originally, An Wang had long since dispatched Anqi back to the fu to convey the news that the Emperor was coming to the fu for a meal to An Wangfei.

Therefore, when the group arrived at the wangfu, An Wangfei had long since led Shangguan Xingyu holding Xiao Jing'er, Yan Jie, Bai Yu, and others, waiting for quite some time.

Everyone held their breath and focused, quietly awaiting the Emperor's arrival.

Finally, the Emperor alighted from the sedan carriage; An Wangfei hurriedly led everyone forward, preparing to kneel and salute.

However, the Emperor hastily spoke: "No need for excessive courtesy, Seventh Brother's wife. This time We have come merely to mooch a simple meal at your home; do not be so restrained."

An Wangfei smiled faintly; that smile was gentle and moving, like a flower blooming in spring. She softly said: "It is truly wonderful that Imperial Elder Brother could come. Quickly come in; the wind is strong outside, a bit cold." Finished speaking, she stepped aside to clear the way, leading the Emperor and the others into the wangfu.

After everyone exchanged greetings with each other, they together headed toward the main hall.

At this time, it was still early; there was still a while before the meal. Upon entering the main hall, the Emperor naturally sat in the main seat. Before long, palace maids presented tea and pastries one by one.

The Emperor picked up the teacup, took a light sip, then turned his gaze toward Yan Wang, concernedly inquiring about his recent situation.

Yan Wang hurriedly stood up, respectfully answering the Emperor's questions. The Emperor was quite satisfied with his performance, nodding his head.

Immediately after, the Emperor shifted the conversation, steering the topic to Yan Wang's marriage.

After all, Yan Wang could now be said to have achieved fame and success; only the major life event of starting a family remained.

Seeing everyone bring up this matter, Yan Wang's heart held no ripples; with a calm expression he truthfully replied: "Huang Bobe, I only wholeheartedly wish to protect home and defend the country, and have no intention of taking a wife."

These words of his made An Wangfei's heart suddenly tighten, as if heavily struck by someone.

Although she already had the adorable Xiao Jing'er, deep in her heart she still hoped Yan Wang could have a warm little family of his own.

However, at this moment the Emperor was conversing with Yan Wang; if she rashly interjected, it would clearly be inappropriate, so she could only forcefully suppress the anxiety in her heart and quietly wait for the Emperor to speak first.

As expected, the Emperor smiled faintly and slowly said: "Wang'er ah, the reason you think this way is nothing more than because you have long lived in the jun ying, with limited contact with women.

At tonight's victory celebration banquet, you might as well pay more attention; if you encounter someone to your liking, you may tell Us. Or, you could also select a woman of beautiful appearance and virtuous character as a wife.

After all, in the future this vast An Wang Fu will still need a mistress to manage and run it. We and your Father King have already discussed this properly; after this war's victory, We will enfeoff you as Shizi. Even if you do not consider yourself, you should also consider An Wang Fu's future a bit."

The Emperor's words had just fallen, and Yan Wang indeed fell into contemplation as everyone anticipated.

His brows slightly furrowed, as if seriously considering the Emperor's proposal.

And An Wangfei's originally hanging heart, upon seeing Yan Wang did not immediately refuse, also slightly let down.

After all, as long as Yan Wang did not refuse outright, it showed this matter still had room for negotiation, still had hope.

After pondering briefly, Yan Wang realized he could not keep the Emperor waiting too long, so he slowly opened his mouth and said: "Alright, we'll see tonight."

Although this sentence was brief, it made the Emperor and An Wang and his wife all breathe a sigh of relief. At the very least, Yan Wang did not directly refuse; this was already a not bad start.

Just then, the servant responsible for serving the meal walked in, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

Everyone stood up one after another, heading toward the Shantang. After entering the Shantang, the Emperor naturally sat in the main seat, while An Wang sat at his side. An Wangfei also sat close beside An Wang; thus, the other side of the Emperor was left empty.

Everyone very tacitly left the seat beside the Emperor empty, because besides An Wang, everyone else felt they were not too suitable to sit beside the Emperor. After all, on this kind of occasion, seating arrangements also have certain proprieties.

However, the Emperor noticed this detail; he smiled and said to Yan Wang: "Wang'er, come sit beside Us." Hearing this, Yan Wang naturally could not refuse the Emperor's kindness, so he stood up and walked to the Emperor's side to sit down.

By the time everyone had eaten their fill, since the Emperor, An Wang, and Yan Wang three people were still continuing to drink, the others left their seats one after another after finishing their meal.

Originally according to protocol, the Emperor had not yet left the table, so others absolutely could not leave first.

However, the Emperor seemed to intentionally want to dismiss the others; so when only the three of them remained in the Shantang, the Emperor finally directed his gaze toward Yan Wang.

The Emperor gazed at this person before him who bore a seven or eight parts resemblance to An Wang, and a feeling of kinship involuntarily surged in his heart.

He couldn't help but speak: "Old Seventh ah, your son is truly like you! Not only similar in appearance, even temperament and talent are cut from the same mold! And he seems even more formidable than you!"