In a word, there were two people lying down, Gorou turned his face silently to look at his brother with a black face, if his eyes could stick a knife, San Lang had already been stabbed several times, but he didn't feel it at all, hahahaha laughed happily, and Erlang next to him couldn't help but laugh, which made Min Shiqing curious, what does Goro look like when he is drunk?

"Third brother, I still remember when you were born the year before last......"

"Don't say it!" San Lang hurriedly stopped Gorou, and his originally triumphant face also saw a suspicious flush, Gorou looked at him fixedly, until San Lang looked away in a sneer: "What, hurry up and go back." ”

Min Shiqing thought silently, it seems that this family's wine is worried.

"Does Bao'er mess around when she is drunk?" Min Shiqing pretended to be curious.

Erlang shook his head indifferently: "It's much stronger than the third brother, it's just a little sticky." ”

San Lang's face turned red but he didn't dare to refute, Min Shiqing's heart was already floating.

What does Boa's clinginess look like?

"Brother Min, saliva. ”

"......" Min Shiqing smiled and looked down at Gorou: "What did Gorou just say?"

Gorou retracted his eyes stupidly, his face expressionless.

Zhao Jinyuan took the letter and looked at it again and again, Changxi waited for a long time, and said tentatively: "Shizi, this little lady is too ignorant of lifting......

"Get out. ”

“……”

"Palm. ”

“……”

Changxi was rarely punished, standing at the door and slapping his face, the big girls and little maids who were waiting in the courtyard slipped out excitedly to see, and there was the bold one hiding under the porch and snickering, Changxi blackened his face and glanced at them a few times before reining in.

After a while, wondering if the master was deflated, Changxi salivated and stretched out his head: "The prince ......"

Zhao Jinyuan glanced at him, seeing that his cheeks were just slightly red, and he knew that he was purely playing loudly, and he didn't have much practical effect, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said to Changle: "The concubine's private vault has Mrs. Benwei's notebook, and I sent it to her, and the writing is too ugly." ”

"The little ones go to the little ones, and the little ones know where. Changxi hurriedly said.

Zhao Jinyuan glanced at him coldly, Changxi silently retracted his head, and watched Changle come out with jealousy.

Passing by him, Changle sighed and whispered: "You take care of it, the son of the world is usually used to you, and it is not up to you to be his master." ”

Where can Changxi listen to it, snort and ignore him, Changle shook his head, not daring to delay the matter and go quickly.

The white jade lion's handle was thrown casually on the table, Zhao Jinyuan read the letter again, pursed his lips and smiled faintly, well, it's not too bad, although there is no wind and bones, the neatness is still okay.

Changle, who sent the note, had a good sense of the An family, and said something serious to An Zhenwei: "An Juren still don't want to shirk, the world ...... Childe still has a lot of respect for Ling Yuan and your mansion, but he is young, and sometimes he is not thoughtful, so you can bear with me. ”

After a few exchanges, An Zhenwei also knew that he was different from Changxi, and sighed at him: "The second son is kind, we shouldn't have refused, but the little girl is different from the second son after all, and the reputation of the daughter's family is lifelong and she can't be arbitrary." ”

He frowned, deliberately tempting: "Our family has no intention of climbing, and we are afraid of the future...... Therefore, there are some things that can be avoided and avoided. ”

How dare Changle respond to his words, even if it is two or three years later, it will be easy to touch the mind of the quasi-prince, and at this age, no one can tell whether the prince has moved Mu Ai's heart, or whether it is purely fun.

"It's just too early to worry about a father's heart. Changle smiled reluctantly: "You might as well accept the things sent by the child, it will be ...... in the future." When things don't go well, he doesn't care about these things, so why bother with him in front of him?"

After hesitating for a moment, Changle suppressed his voice: "My son-in-law, he is not good-natured, I really annoy him......"

Zhao Jinyuan's image of the little overlord in the Ruiwang Mansion for many years cannot be washed away in these two years, not to mention ...... In the past two years, I just haven't put arrogance on my face, and I ...... in my bones Just look at the maid who accidentally blocked his way, and she could be frightened and weak at a glance.

Changle thought that this was also a little silent, the An family didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse when they met the prince, compared to Changxi who wholeheartedly welcomed the master, he looked at it coldly but was more sober, the prince was not a pity for the jade's temperament, on the contrary, he was taught by the princess, and he knew that he had clear rewards and punishments for the people around him since he was a child, but he was actually very indifferent to the people who did not contribute to him and lost his favor, which is in the same vein as the prince.

An Zhenwei couldn't hear the meaning of his words, and sighed that the Guogong Mansion was not all such a slave with eyes on the top of his head, so he received his kindness and took the note: "Thank you for reminding me, we will take good care of these things, if you upset the second son one day, it is good to return the original." ”

"You can rest assured that the little lady can use it," Changle shook his head: "There is no reason to take back the things sent by our son, if you reluctantly send it back, it will only make him angry, you force the jade lion to return the piece, it is rare for the son to not get angry, don't ...... again"

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

An Zhen didn't want to test his master's idea of Liuniang's engagement, and he thought that although he had a good attitude, he was always the second son's close attendant, so he took the liberty of asking, would it be a reminder?

Didn't say anything in the end.

Early the next morning, An Zhenweiqing had breakfast with the whole family with circles under his eyes, San Lang looked at it several times, sat down and was not busy eating first, and said with concern: "Dad, you didn't rest well yesterday?"

It's not that Erlang didn't see it, it's just that he is over fourteen years old, and although he is concerned about the nightlife of his elders, he won't take the liberty of asking questions.

Liuniang snickered and held the porridge bowl to cover up, her big eyes were bone-eyed, looking at this and that, An Zhen didn't make a gesture to knock her with chopsticks before she retracted and pretended to be well-behaved.

"Ahem, it's okay, I was late for reading last night. ”

San Lang was puzzled: "But aren't the lights in the main room already out?"

……

"When did you sleep last night?" An Zhenwei grimaced, this kid must have secretly picked up the lamp to read the novel after the main room rested.

This time the change of Saburo squeaks and squeaks.

"Yinzhu, go and search Saburo's house, especially on the bed. ”

"Dad!Dad!I was wrong!" San Lang jumped up to stop Yinzhu, who was pursing his lips and smiling, and turned his face to forgive: "I will never peek at a book at night again." ”

"Bring the book!" An Zhenwei habitually wanted to tap his palm with the ring ruler, and shook the empty palm, regretting that this was not a study.

"No、No need...... Saburo desperately made his eyes look at his brother and sister for help, and Gorou, who was ignored......

silently learned from his sister to pick up the porridge bowl, and didn't want to save him.

An Zhen didn't look at his son like this, so it can be seen that it is not a good book, and he will be admonished as soon as his face sinks. (To be continued.) )