"Oh!" Yan Rumeng lowered her head and thought, I don't know what her intentions were in asking Mama Li to teach her etiquette, and if she was thinking about any bad intentions?

"The slave and maid are also serving by the prince's side now, the prince does not like people to be close, so the trivial things of ordinary life are taken care of by the slave and maid, suddenly, and somehow, the prince let the slave and maid come to the smoke house to call you etiquette, the slave and the maid left this sacrifice day, and I don't know if the prince is used to food, clothing, and daily life." Mama Li observed Yan Rumeng's expression as she spoke, and sure enough, her expression changed slightly.

It seems that the prince still has an influence on the smoke girl.

Mama Li nodded in her heart, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that the smoke was like a dream.

Zhao Jing'an sent his personal grandmother? What did he do for him?

After this kind of plausible feeling got the most uncomfortable, even Yan Rumeng himself was not sure what Zhao Jingan wanted to do and what he wanted to express.

A man who is not good at words should at least show it with his actions, but what is the use of communicating it indirectly through others?

Just a few days passed, and every day was spent learning etiquette.

It's just that since I learned that Mama Li was sent by Zhao Jing'an, Yan Rumeng didn't have so much bad luck in her heart, but she learned strangely seriously every time.

In the words of Smoke Like a Dream, it was decided that he couldn't let that guy find a reason to laugh at himself.

On the night before the Golden Autumn Festival, before Mama Li left, she suddenly said, "Can the girl send the slave and maid home?" ”

Thinking that although Mama Li only came to her own etiquette, she was also an old man, and at least she still had to have respect, so she agreed.

Followed Mama Li into the carriage, the carriage "gurgling" against the floor, and the loud sound echoed in the unusually quiet street.

Lifting the curtain, looking through the night, looking at the regressive scenery, Yan Rumeng's heart became more and more nervous.

The two hands were clasped together, Yan Rumeng could feel that his palms were already wet, took out the handkerchief in his arms, and wiped it without a trace.

I haven't seen each other in a few days since I was last in Merlin.

It's not like I've never seen it before, why are you so nervous this time?

The heart was beating so fast that in the quiet carriage, the sound of the heartbeat even drowned out the sound of breathing.

Afraid that Mama Li would notice her abnormality, Yan Rumeng had to turn her face outwards and gently cover her chest with one hand.

As the carriage galloped at a rapid pace, it finally stopped.

Yan Rumeng originally wanted to send Mama Li to the gate of the palace and leave, but God seemed to be against her.

Yan Rumeng just got out of the carriage, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhao Jing'an, who seemed to have just come back from outside, looking at each other, the two collided, and Yan Rumeng hurriedly opened his eyes.

"Mama is back." Zhao An stepped forward and smiled happily at Mama Li.

"Ann boy, if I don't come back, where are I going?" patted Zhao An's head, "How is the prince these days?" As he spoke, he gestured towards Zhao An, his eyes turning between Yan Rumeng and Zhao Jing'an.

"Without Mama, there is no one to serve the prince, naturally he can't eat well, sleep well, and dress badly, oops, I'm not used to everything anyway. Mama also knows that we men are all coarse, how can we take care of the prince. ”

glanced at Yan Rumeng, and sighed: "Alas, there are no other women in this mansion, when will there be a mistress in the palace." ”

"Zhao An, what nonsense? Don't you want to take your grandma down to rest? Zhao Jing'an reprimanded, interrupting what Zhao An was about to say next.

These two sang and harmonized, Zhao Jing'an knew the way, and the smoke was like a dream.

But why didn't Zhao Jingan stop it? Is it just to make yourself understand?

Yan Rumeng lowered his head and ground with his feet one by one.

Because I was standing outside, it was dark again, and it was a little cold, so I couldn't help but shrink my neck.

Xindao has been in the capital for so long, and he is still so afraid of the cold and does not adapt to the climate here.

Suddenly, there was a big white fluff on his shoulder, Yan Rumeng's face turned red, and he looked around and found that Zhao An and Mama Li had left.

"Hey, when did Mama Li leave?"

"Naturally, when you're in a daze." Zhao Jing'an stood very close, lowered his head, looked at the smoke like a dream, and smiled straight to the bottom of his eyes.

"I didn't feel in a daze, I just thought about things." muttering in his mouth, pouting slightly.

"Why don't you call me? I still have to say thank you. ”

"I want to say thank you for the opportunity in the future, don't rush for a while." Seeing that the big straps on his shoulders were about to fall, Zhao Jingan pulled the big drums tightly and tied the strap.

Looking down at the big velvet on her body, she found that it was actually her before, looking at the hands in front of her quickly knotting, Yan Rumeng suddenly felt that these hands were really beautiful, looked up, looked at the person who tied the knot, and a warmth welled up in her heart, and her cheeks were even hotter.

Yan Rumeng didn't understand the meaning of Zhao Jing'an's words, and was just about to say that it was not too early, and it was time to go back, but Zhao Jing'an on the other side spoke, "Do you want to go to the house for a cup of tea, warm up and leave?" There was anticipation in the words, and there was caution.

Yan Rumeng didn't know how to answer, looked at the sky, maybe it's still early, I haven't seen what the palace is like, and it won't be good if I go in and see.

I made excuses for myself in my heart, maybe Yan Rumeng didn't realize it itself.

Nodding, "Okay!" ”

The two walked side by side, I don't know if it was an illusion, Yan Rumeng always felt that Zhao Jingan was always close to him. From time to time, the two rubbed their shoulders.

Because of the big fluff, the body began to warm up, and the white gas exhaled wafted around the mouth.

Zhao Jingan did not take Yan Rumeng to the hall, but directly led her to the tea house in the middle of the lake.

Because of the dark night, the pavilion in the center of the lake has been lit up at this time, and the glowing pavilion is reflected in the lake, and in the night sprout, the waves are sparkling and swaying.

When I entered the house, I immediately felt very warm, and I took off the two big pieces on my body, put my own one next to it, and carefully folded the other one and put it on the other side.

Looking out through the window, I found that this pavilion could actually take in the entire palace, and when I first came up, I didn't feel how high this place was.

The stars are dotted, and everything is quiet, but who knows what murderous motives are hidden in this quiet?

Yan Rumeng looked at Zhao Jing'an's skillful tea-making technique, and the first shot seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember, "Do you often make tea?" ”

"It's not often, but sometimes I want to drink it, so I make some myself." Pour the brewed tea into a small white porcelain cup and hand it to Yan Rumeng.

Yan Rumeng took it, took a sip, his eyes lit up, and the word "little good" came to his ears.

Because of the cough, his face was swollen and red, but it took a while to ease up, and when he raised his head, he met his deep eyes with a smile.