If he could hear Wu Zhao's thoughts, I wonder if he would drag her to vent in the daytime so that she could know that he is a real man.

At this time, as if there was a feeling, Yang Fan looked towards Wu Zhao, unable to dodge, their eyes met each other.

Wu Zhaoneng saw a hint of surprise in Yang Fan's eyes that were as dark as night and as bright as gems, and then struggled a little.

In the end, it is like the stars in the sky, so deep and far away that one can no longer see what is in his heart.

Wu Zhao felt as if a rabbit had gotten into his heart and was beating wildly.

Apart from her father and brother, this was the first time she had looked at a man, and for no reason, she felt a trace of shame in her heart.

A sweetness filled her little heart, as if as long as this man was around, her heaven would never fall.

When Yang Laifu saw the two of them looking at each other from a distance, he couldn't help but smile softly, waved his hands, and shouted:

"Sir, Miss Wu is looking for you..."

Yang Fan paused for a moment, then walked towards Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao was so anxious that he quickly lowered his head, and a trace of red cloud unknowingly climbed onto his pretty face.

Seeing this little girl who was half a head shorter than him, her face was full of shame and panic.

This is the first empress Wu Zetian recorded in history books, a woman who had mixed successes and demerits, whose heart was as poisonous as a scorpion, and who could even strangle her own children to death?

Faced with the powerful contrast in cognition, Yang Fan suppressed the doubts in his heart and asked:

"What do you want from me?"

Wu Zhao calmed down quickly. Although he did not reach the character of the next generation of emperors, he still had the foundation.

He raised his head and glanced at Yang Fan quickly, and said in a pleasant voice:

"I heard from Uncle Fu that Lang Jun is going to Chang'an City today."

After hearing Yang Fan just say "yes", he didn't speak again.

Wu Zhao continued:

"My mother wrote a letter a few days ago saying that she and her sister have moved out of the Duke's Mansion, and I would like to follow my husband into the city and visit them by the way."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yang Fan cautiously and expectantly, for fear of hearing rejection.

Seeing the cautious Wu Zhao, Yang Fan lost his guard, sighed and nodded:

"OK……"

"Thank you, Mr. Lang. I will go pack my luggage now."

Wu Zhao's face suddenly filled with joy and he was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Hearing Yang Fan calling him to stop, Wu Zhao became hesitant and uneasy again.

"Ask Wan'er to go with you and let her take you to pick out some things. You can't go empty-handed when visiting your relatives."
Chapter completed!