Halfway through the walk, Fang Yulan's face was full of red clouds, her eyes were bright, and she still looked a little weak, but she was still weak and slender and snuggled in the arms of the third prince, with a shy smile on the corner of her mouth, glancing at the third prince, her heart was as sweet as drinking honey.

The teenage girl is the age of Huaichun, and she likes the delicate and handsome young man the most, in addition to the good looks of the third prince, his status is also high, the royal family is always unattainable for civilians, as a handsome young man of the royal son, in the eyes of Fang Yulan, it is light.

The third prince was out of Fang Yulan's sight, his face was cold, and there was no trace of a smile, he was the prince who grew up in the midst of intrigues, where there was this patience and the spring girl Chunhua Xueyue, if it weren't for the mother concubine asking him to hurry up with Fang Heng, the squire of the military department, he would not be too lazy to take a look at a naïve woman like Fang Yulan.

"Your Highness, what do you do on weekdays?" Fang Yulan looked up at the third prince and asked softly with a smile,

The third prince raised his eyebrows, his eyes rolled, he was busy currying favor with the emperor all day, what else could he do?

But he said: "My father is very old, and as a son of man, I often accompany the holy driver. ”

Fang Yulan's eyes were red, and she was moved: "Your Royal Highness is really filial piety, although Yulan is brought in the boudoir every day, but most of the time is learning poetry and etiquette, and she doesn't have much time to accompany her parents, compared with His Royal Highness, Yulan is much different." ”

The third prince restrained the twitching corners of his mouth, and looked down at the tears in the corners of her eyes, and was even more speechless, is it necessary, he was moved to cry with a word, if he told the truth, this woman would not be scared to death.

The old emperor, the old immortal, said that he liked him the most on the surface, but the military power and political affairs were all in charge of the prince, he proposed to help the prince, and the old immortal always excused himself and said that the time was not right, hum, couldn't he see that the old immortal was perfunctory to him?

When he was full-fledged, the old immortal and the prince little pervert, he cleaned it up!

The third prince smiled sinisterly, his eyes were glowing with cold light, and Fang Yulan was still bowing her head and wiping away her tears, but she never saw it.

"I've seen Your Highness, Miss. A little girl in red with a double bun hurriedly ran over, and when she saw Fang Yulan, the third prince, she quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

Fang Yulan was embarrassed to crook in the arms of the third prince again, straightened up and said, "Xiaohong, what's the matter with looking for me in a hurry?"

The little maid obviously ran over, her head was full of sweat, she didn't care about wiping it, and said with a crying voice: "Miss, Madame was stung by a wasp, and her face is swollen, go and take a look!"

"What?!" Ma Yulan was so scared that she fainted, the hornets are poisonous, maybe she can't be disfigured, forget to pretend to be weak, Fang Yulan stood up straight, and said angrily: "How could my mother be injured? What are you maids eating? Have you ever found a doctor?!"

The maid was frightened and cried by him on the spot, and replied in a choked voice: "The lady has been moved to the inner room, and she has sent the little maid to find the two doctors, woo." ”

With a cold snort of anger, Fang Yulan was anxious, and when she saw the third prince with a concerned face, she forced out a smile and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, something happened to my mother, I..."

The third prince looked at her worriedly, and said gently: "You don't need to accompany me, go and see your mother." ”

Fang Yulan hummed obediently, turned around and hurried away.

Soon, only the third prince was left in the path surrounded by willow trees, and he lowered his eyelids and watched Fang Yulan's figure disappear into the flowers, then he sneered and flicked the sleeve that had been touched by the woman.

Instead of asking for trouble in the past, it is better to stay in this quiet place for a while, and then go out when the turmoil subsides, the third prince walked leisurely towards the willow pavilion alone with his hands behind his back.

The trees fell backwards one by one, and the willow pavilions covered by dense wicker gradually appeared in the field of vision, and the three princes walked forward leisurely, enjoying the refreshing and pleasant unique spring day.

Leaving the last willow tree behind, one of the three princes stepped on the small bridge leading to the willow pavilion, and then, his footsteps stopped, and the people were stunned.

There was a person in the willow pavilion, he sat sideways on the wooden chair between the pavilions, lazily propped up his head, and played with a long wicker stick with his fingertips, teasing the koi fish in the lake, but this was obviously not his favorite game, his expression was faint, full of boredom.

What stunned the third prince was not his long night-like hair, nor his slender and white fingertips that slipped down from his cuffs, nor his pale pink lips and starry eyes, but the shock of all these qiē gathered on one person.

This person is not something that beauty can describe, as long as he sits there quietly, he will stir people's hearts with a pool of spring water.

After a long time, the third prince came back to his senses, he couldn't help but slow down his breathing, his steps were lighter, and he slowly approached him step by step.

"Who are you?"

The man turned his head and glanced at him from top to bottom, and then, perhaps because his costume was too ornate to make him know who he was, he straightened his seat, no longer leaned lazily on the back of his chair, and slowly stood up and saluted him.

"I've seen Childe, I'm Nanxiang. ”

His expression has always been faint, and he saluted him, which did not make people feel his humility, but he was taken by his demeanor, and it took a long time to find his voice.

"I am ・・・・・・"

Before the words came out, he subconsciously stopped, wanting to have fellowship with this person on an equal footing, and didn't want to make him seem respectful because of his identity, but in fact he refused for thousands of miles.

"I'm Liu Ting, my family is in the fabric business, your name, why do I seem to have heard of it. ”

Nan Xiang lowered his eyes, nodded, remembered his name, and leaned lazily on the wooden chair, looking at the koi fish that appeared and disappeared in the lake, and didn't want to answer anymore.

The three princes choked, the taste of being hung by people is really novel.

But there was some ridicule in his heart, he was treated so rudely, but he was even more reluctant in his heart, and he wanted to get acquainted with him more strongly.

The toes grinded the ground, and the third prince didn't struggle much, so he rubbed to Nan Xiang and sat down, watching him take the wicker placed on the side of the wooden chair and tease the koi in the lake again.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally had a sentence,

"Do you like the fish in this lake? I have quite a few at home, so I'll send you some famous ones another day." ”

Nan Xiang glanced at him lightly, then lay on the back of the chair again, and was silent.

The third prince felt like a cat scratching his heart, itching and couldn't do it, and he wanted to talk to this person, but people just ignored him and suffocated the third prince.

After waiting for a while, Nan Xiang threw the wicker to the surface of the lake boredly, obviously having had enough, he stood up and looked like he was leaving.

"Hey, Nanxiang Gongzi, you go slowly, you haven't told me where your family lives, what are you doing now?"

In a hurry, he confided all his thoughts, the third prince couldn't wait to slap his mouth, it was always others who flattered him, he only needed to sneer and ridicule, and today he knew that it was really embarrassing to be ridiculed.

Nan Xiang was pulled by his sleeve, glanced down, and looked up at the third prince, who saw a faint disgust under his calm gaze, and reflexively let go of the hand that grabbed the sleeve.

Nan Xiang flicked his sleeves, and the corners of the third prince's mouth twitched slightly, as if he saw himself just now.

"I live in Feng Yaxuan, you must know what kind of livelihood I do, Liu Gongzi, goodbye. ”

After saying that, Nan Xiang nodded slightly, turned around and left slowly.

The third prince was stunned in place, Feng Yaxuan, could he be the son of Nanxiang, the first beautiful man in the legendary Stratoflow City,

Nanxiang, the third prince regrets it so much, I haven't known you until now.