Throwing down the remaining few bamboo leaves, Rong Yuan bent down slightly and looked carefully at the girl in his arms, he believed to himself, he was in danger and was at ease, Wanfu Dangguan never had the slightest panic, and he would always be a peerless son with fluttering clothes and warm jade in the eyes of the world. But this little girl has neither internal strength nor martial arts・・・・・・

Shu Xie looked at the movements of the always indifferent Shizi bending over, smiled lightly and left: Shizi finally moved his heart. Caring is chaotic, with the outstanding martial arts of the prince, this kind of organ is just a child's house, and now it makes him so nervous, just because of Miss Yurong.

Over the years, Shizi seems to be as gentle as jade, but in fact, he has been lonely. Although Miss Yurong is a little smaller, she is delicate and smart, and she is quite a match for the prince. Besides, if you're a little smaller, you'll always grow up.

Yurong came back from the shadow of near death, looked at Rong Yuan, who was pulling her sleeve and carefully inspecting her body, and suddenly cried with a "wow", holding Rong Yuan's thin waist regardless of it: "I'm so scared, Rong Yuan, I'm really scared." ”

Rong Yuan slowly straightened his waist, hugged the villain in his arms, his eyes fell on her ears, his delicate skin outlined a faint pink, and his snow-white face silently complained about the panic of the person in his arms. The slender hand gently patted the back of the girl in her arms, and said softly: "Good, I'm here, I'm not afraid." ”

His voice softened like a spring breeze in March, fluttering down feathers flying all over the sky, silent like flower petals spreading one by one, and warm like sunlight spreading across the world inch by inch.

Yurong was forced to collapse by the silence that he thought he was going to die just now, and now he hugged Rong Yuan's body warmly, and heard his deep voice slowly coming with the fragrance of flowers, soothing his heart, and couldn't help crying in Rong Yuan's arms anymore.

The breeze still didn't stop, the bamboo leaves were still rustling, and the fragrance of the flowers still filled the entire Yizhu Pavilion slowly and unstoppably as if nothing had happened.

Rong Yuan didn't know how long the girl in his arms had been crying, he just let her hold her hard, and her tears and snot were rubbed on his snow-white brocade clothes, he gently stroked the girl's back, and there was no other movement.

After a long time, feeling that the slender shoulders in his arms were no longer shaking slightly, Rong Yuan glanced down at Yurong who was buried in his arms, hugged his waist, and entered the main room. The little girl must have been frightened a lot, and she must have been tired after crying for so long, so she actually fell asleep in his arms.

There was a hint of worry on his delicate jade-like face, and his eyes were still like a 10,000-year-old ice lake, undisturbed.

At the end of the corridor, Shujie was watering the flowers, looking at his own son who was holding Yurong, he was a little surprised, the prince has always disliked people getting close, if the pull and hug just now was in critical condition, now it is ・・・・・・ tsk, the prince really likes Miss Yurong very much.

Xin Li, who had already completed the secret mission, looked at the magic solution with his mouth slightly open, and grinned loudly: You see, I'll verify it for you.

Xin Li stepped forward: "Shizi, are you tired?" I'll do it. ”

Rong Yuan gave Xin Li a noble and cold look: "Go and open the door." ”

Xin Li shivered, Shizi's eyes were too terrible, so he hurriedly ran to open the door and gave Shu Xie a look: Look, I follow Shizi every day, and I don't know when Shizi's thief heart for Miss Yurong started.

Rong Yuan walked unhurriedly, stepped into the door, and without waiting for him to say anything, Xin Li closed the door.

Solution: ・・・・・・

Rong Yuan supported Yurong's back with one hand, and lightly put Yurong's leg with the other, as if he was putting a fragile peerless porcelain. The room was silent, Rong Yuan's breathing was shallow, so shallow that it was undeaf, and Yurong was breathing unsteadily because he had just cried, with a hint of confusion and heaviness.

As soon as Rong Yuan wanted to get up, he was quickly grabbed by a small hand on his sleeve, and the owner of the hand muttered reluctantly: "Don't go, don't go." ”

Rong Yuanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking intently at the girl asleep on the bed, a goose egg face was full of tears, the long eyelashes cast a small shade on the lying silkworm of the apricot eyes, the small and tall nose bridge seemed to be a shocking stroke, the curvature of the upper lip with the delicate beauty of the petals slightly stained with dew, the lower lip was thin, and the first appearance of the tender lotus was nothing more than that.

The corners of Rong Yuan's mouth hooked up a good-looking arc: "Who doesn't want to go?" ”

Yurong grabbed his sleeve with a little more force: "A lot of needles, Rong Yuan ・・・・・・" waved his hand in the air dissatisfied, and muttered again: "Dad, I don't want to read the Chinese department, hmph, I won't go to ・・・・・・"

Rong Yuan sat beside Yurong, his voice was as low and elegant as a cello: "Okay, don't go, don't go, Rong'er sleeps obediently." ”

"Hmm, Rong'er, who is Rong'er? Giggles, I'm not. Yurong laughed even more crazy in her dream: "Guess who I am?" If I don't tell you, I won't tell you・・・・・・" As if to prove that he was talking about words, after saying this, Yurong fell asleep and never spoke again.

Rong Yuan shook his head helplessly, his eyes were full of spoiling, how many secrets did he not know about this little girl?

Winter nights always come very early, the crescent moon hangs obliquely on the willow tops, and outside the main room of Yizhu Pavilion, two sneaky shadows squeeze around outside the door.

Xin Li looked at the explanation seriously: Why don't we draw a fist, whoever loses will call the prince to eat.

Shu Xie shook his head: I don't think I need to call the prince to eat at all. The prince is by Miss Yurong's side, and this is a good opportunity to exchange feelings!

Xin Li looked at her in confusion: People are iron and rice are steel, and only when the prince is full can he communicate his feelings with Miss Yurong!

Shujie's eyes did not hide his contempt at all: Miss Yurong is the spiritual food of the prince!

Xin Li shivered when he was sure that he was disgusted by Shu Jie, and a stubborn look killed Shu Jie: I'm going!

Shu Xie spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and looked helpless: Go, don't blame me for not reminding you if I was kicked out by the world.

Xin Licai didn't believe in Shujie, so he waved his hand and let Shujie go away. Seeing that the trick cat hid next to the rockery next to him, Xin Li knocked on the door respectfully: "Shizi, it's time for dinner." ”

Rong Yuan's voice was particularly cold in the moonlit night, with a bit of laziness: "I see that Xin Li has been getting more and more idle recently, so I have nothing to do, so let's clean the stable for a month." ”

Xin Li's square face was full of shock, and he almost burst into tears: "Yes, Shizi." "He is a brave and resourceful left arm and right arm, and recently he has been instructed by the prince to do some inexplicable errands: let him go on a secret mission, but cleaning the stable, don't you think it's overkill!

Shu Xie smiled softly, and walked away lightly.