After Han Ling finished singing the song, he looked at Yin Ruochen's three souls as if he had lost seven souls, he was secretly happy, thought about it, and said with Guan Zi: "Lord Wang, if the slave is happy, maybe she will say it." ”

Yin Ruochen's heart was itching, hearing her say this, she knew that she was deliberately adding code, she didn't want to pay attention to her, but she couldn't help but be curious, think about it for a while, endure!

The next moment he gritted his teeth and asked, "How can you be happy?" ”

But in my heart, I am secretly thinking that after this king has made out your words, I will wait for this king to clean you up!

Han Ling sneezed suddenly.

"Lord Wang, the slave and maid think that you must have been scolding the slave and maid in your heart just now, but the slave and maid should not say anything." Han Ling said heartily.

What the? When Yin Ruochen heard this, he almost pulled Han Ling off the donkey's back.

"Moo, moo." The little fat donkey stared at a pair of donkeys and drooled at the carrot in front of him, and screamed mournfully.

"What's it called, stupid donkey, I'm used to serving people on weekdays, and today I'll take you out for a walk, and I'm howling non-stop, do you think I want to ride a donkey to go shopping, give you a long face but don't know what to do." Han Ling yelled at it.

Yin Ruochen heard this, why was something wrong! A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he made up his mind.

From time to time, Han Ling got off the back of a donkey and ran to some shops to buy things, Yin Ruochen followed behind her buttocks, carrying the basket diligently, as long as she was happy, at a glance, Yin Ruochen ordered the owner to wrap it up.

Of course, if Hanling was unhappy and glared at him, he would smile in a good mood, figure out her intentions, and think about pleasing her.

Han Ling thinks it's cool! It's addictive!

On the street, I saw Yin Ruochen following Han Ling with a smile, bowing his head and bending his waist from time to time to please Han Ling, but whenever Han Ling saw any strange things, he would take the initiative to buy them and carry the basket for her.

Many people on the streets of Liyang recognize the silver prince, seeing the prestige of the silver prince bending down for an ugly maid carrying a basket, bowing down under her pomegranate skirt, most of them seem to be strange, many people who are interested in the court are full of learning, they all shake their heads when they see it, and now the northern underworld, the emperor is faint, and the silver prince who is in the power of the army only cares about being merry and happy.

Hanling's aura was vivid, triumphant, and smiling.

Back at the palace, Han Ling took Yin Ruochen to the kitchen!

She filled the pot with a basin of water and told the cook to light the fire. When the water is warm and the firewood is blazing, a large amount of water bubbles are seen in it, and it looks like oil and water is tumbling. Han Ling reached out and pulled a cook, quietly smeared his face with a layer of bright yellow juice, and pressed his face into the boiling water.

The cook screamed, only said that his life was resting, but he didn't feel any discomfort for a while, he just felt that the water was warm, very comfortable, and he raised his head, but saw Han Ling looking at himself with a smile, and the silver prince was staring at him with an inquiring gaze.

"What did you put in the water?" Yin Ruochen asked curiously.

Han Ling grinned and stretched out his hand.

Yin Ruochen took a look, but it was borax.

"And what are those juices?" Yin Ruochen asked again, pointing to the contents of the other bowl.

"Those juices are a mixture of white vinegar, peach kernels, big rescue, green yang, and peony skin." Han Ling replied seriously.

Yin Ruochen only remembered at this time, and hurriedly put his hand into the pot to probe, so hot that he screamed strangely, and retracted his hand, at this time the water in the pot was really hot!

Yin Ruochen suddenly realized!

Han Ling put some copper sulfate in water and dissolved it, put fake earrings and rings into it, and took it out after a few minutes, which turned into a golden gold-plated thing.

Yin Ruochen understood the tricks of these charlatans.

In my heart, I secretly admired Hanling's knowledge, but I didn't expect this yellow-haired girl who had not dried up to know a lot.

"Lord, if you live like a slave, you will understand a lot." Han Ling said self-deprecatingly as if he had seen Yin Ruochen's thoughts.

Yin Ruochen is noncommittal!

Finally returned to the dormitory, Han Ling yawned, raised his head and fell on Yin Ruochen's big bed.

This guy said that he was changing her to a bigger bed, but it turned out to be nothing like that.

What makes Han Ling most embarrassed is that in recent days, every time she opens her eyes in the morning, she sleeps on this big bed, and obviously she slept in her own small bed the night before, Han Ling After a few uneasiness, gradually, it has become a habit, and has treated Yin Ruochen's bed as her own bed as casual.

And Yin Ruochen has never mistreated her except for the few times when she mistook her for Princess Xiangling and kissed her.

Since his big bed is soft and comfortable, she will rarely be painted! Anyway, Yin Ruochen has a high immunity to ugly girls like herself, so why should she do anything else! "Bold, you dare to sleep on this king's Xiao Tiantian, what should you be guilty of?" Yin Ruochen, who walked in later, saw Han Ling lying on her back on her big bed, and her beloved rag doll was lying under her buttocks, her face suddenly turned black, and she shouted angrily.

Han Ling's yawn was halfway through, frozen, his open mouth couldn't be closed, this guy turned his face fast enough, he was still begging himself with a dead face just now, and it was like a person after a while.

Hurriedly sat up, and then I felt that there seemed to be something soft and soft under my buttocks, and I took it out with my hand and looked at it, and jumped up like a catapult.

Damn, he actually sat on Yin Ruochen's beloved rag doll with a butt!

Yin Ruochen walked over with an ugly face, reached out and grabbed the rag doll and looked at it nervously, caressing it sadly as if he had plucked his heart, liver and lungs.

Wow, isn't it just a lifeless rag doll? Why be so sad if you sit for a while and don't die? said that so many concubines died in the fire, and I didn't see him frown.

These days, Han Ling feels awkward, a big man, sleeping with this hateful rag doll every night, causing her to see the face of this unpleasant rag doll as soon as she opens her eyes.

"How many times has this king told you, you can touch anything in this palace, but this little sweetie can't touch it, and you have to respect it and love it like this king." Yin Ruochen roared at Han Ling with a dark face.

Britney! The goosebumps all over Han Ling's body fell to the ground.

Is it necessary?

Every time Han Ling heard Yin Ruochen call Xiao Tiantian in that doting and affectionate magnetic low voice, he would feel numb!

What! An ordinary rag doll, you have to respect it and love it, you are not sick!

And for this rag doll, Han Ling has been trained by Yin Ruochen several times, and he has long hated it in his heart, and he wishes to cut it with his hand, and he still respects it and loves it, isn't that talking nonsense with his eyes open?

At that moment, Han Ling didn't dare to refute the angry Yin Ruochen, so he had to pout: "Lord Wang, I'm sorry!" Next time, the slave promises to respect him like a prince, okay? ”

Perhaps Yin Ruochen also realized that his anger was too much, so he took a breath and sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes closed, looking tired.

"That's it! Don't let this king see it again. He said wearily.

"Yes, Lord Hades." Han Ling yawned again and said, finally able to yawn decently!

Last night, the two played chess, Yin Ruochen repeatedly lost, but lost red-eyed, pestering Han Ling, Han Ling had to accompany him, the two played until dawn, Yin Ruochen had to let go of Han Ling, and today I walked around Liyang Street for most of the day, and now I am sleepy and tired!

Hanling was lazy and couldn't open his eyes, just hoping to sleep peacefully! After a while, he fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

Yin Ruochen hugged the rag doll, was silent, closed her eyes, and returned to many years ago in her mind.

"Practice, mongrel, this palace asks you to please your father, you can't, is it really a pig's head." Concubine Yang slapped him his immature face, and suddenly half of Yin Ruochen's face was high and swollen.

didn't cry or refute, every time Concubine Yang was angry with her father, she would come back and punch and kick him, and sprinkle all the anger on him, Yin Ruochen's childish heart was full of sorrow and panic, and the pain came second.

Trampling, mongrel! His mother would scold him like this? His mother, the dearest person in the world, scolded him with such unbearable words, many times he thought of death, and his mother gave him no warmth and love, only endless accusations and scolding.

In order to get ahead for her, she invited the most powerful martial arts master in the Northern Underworld, trained him brutally every day, and then always took the trouble to teach him to inherit the throne of the Northern Underworld at all times. Later, Yin Ruochen realized that letting him inherit the throne was just to satisfy her selfish desires, and her purpose was just to suppress Queen Wang and Princess Xiangling.

Yin Ruochen didn't like that throne, and even hated it a little.

How to please your father? It was his nightmare since he was a child, his father didn't have him in his eyes, and at a young age, he not only had to face his father's indifference, but also had to face his mother's moodiness and endless accusations against him, his father didn't like him, and his mother blamed him for not pleasing his father, so he rarely had a good face for Yin Ruochen.

Hate, that is the depression in his heart that cannot be discharged, that day, he stood by the well in the imperial garden, his heart was like ashes, maybe if he died, there would be no such qiē, and he no longer had to look at his father's cold face, his mother's disgusted eyes, and the endless resentful words.

Is he a mongrel? Why no one likes him.

Close your eyes, just pounce forward, and you will be out of this qiē forever.

"Brother Ruochen, Brother Ruochen, don't, don't, you'll die if you jump like this." Xiangling didn't know when he came, grabbed his sleeve tightly, crying in fright, pale little face, crying and shouting for help, Gonggong Feng, who rushed to hear the news, was frightened when he saw it, and hurriedly hugged him away.

Yin Ruochen's heart is like ice and iron, and he is in a trance!

Since then, Gonggong Feng has paid attention to it, guarding Yin Ruochen every day, never leaving an inch, and often explaining some truths to him, and then, the heartbroken Gonggong Feng looked at Yin Ruochen's increasingly silent temperament after being angrily reprimanded by Yang Guifei, and was anxious, thinking of a way to come to the palace and find Aunt Rui