Chapter 1249: The Broken Hand Rope [7]

Ming Yulong immediately retracted his hand, stopped fighting, and quickly looked around, thinking about what posture he wanted to use to see Rong Yi to look noble and calm, and he would not fall behind.

Keep boxing? No, the posture is not good when boxing.

Running into the house? No, it seems too weak.

After thinking about it for a while, she decisively sat down in the pavilion just now, picked up the book, and pretended to read it.

Well, it's good to read, it looks classy, and it's quiet.

You see, she and Rong Yi quarreled, and they can still read with peace of mind.

"Miss, look who's coming!" Feng'er's voice came enthusiastically again, accompanied by the inaudible footsteps of another person, as soon as he heard it, he was a martial arts master, and he must have been Rong Yi.

After being reserved for two days, I finally knew that I came over and apologized.

Ming Yulong didn't look up, he only read the sage books, and said lightly: "Tell him that I don't want to see him." ”

"Ahh Feng'er was surprised, "But everyone else is here, why don't you see anything?" ”

Because Miss I want to put on a woman's shelf, tell Rong Yi that women can't be offended, and it can't be coaxed at once.

"Because it's my reading time, Miss, so, no."

Ming Yulong's eyes were very indifferent, like a master, his back was straight, but he didn't read a word written in the book.

But the momentum still came out.

Seeing her like this, Feng'er had no choice but to turn her head and say to the man next to her: "Your Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, you also saw it, it was the young lady who said that she didn't want to see the guests, you better go back first!" ”

Nani?

Is it Nalan Lian?

Originally, Ming Yulong, who was quite noble and cold, turned around in an instant.

In the courtyard, a man with a red cloak draped behind him, an amber belt around his waist, and a loose green silk was raising his long eyebrows like ink towards her, and the gorgeous peach blossom eyes were slightly upturned, with a natural charm, shaking the signature jasper fan,

"Tsk, I haven't seen you for a few days, Yulong, you don't even want to see my face, it really makes me sad!"

"No, where can I not see you!" Ming Yulong put down the book and walked towards Nalan Lian.

"Didn't you just say that you want to read a book now and don't want to see me?" Nalan Lian's long eyelashes trembled faintly, squinted her eyes with infinite charm, and asked with a light smile.

It's not that I don't want to see you, it's that I think you're Rong Yi.

Ming Yulong said helplessly in his heart.

Nalan Lian took her emotions in her eyes, passed them a little in her heart, raised her eyebrows obliquely, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think it's Rong Yi here?" ”

Although it is the depths of winter, the sun is shining every day these days, and the cold in the winter has dissipated a lot, and the evergreen leaves around give off a gentle aroma of wood and grass.

Ming Yulong's heart jumped when he said it, and secretly thought that none of these royal sons were fuel-efficient lamps, how could he guess that it was Rong Yi at once.

She didn't bother to deny it, and glared at Feng'er secretly, this little girl, when she came in, she didn't know how to say her name first!

Feng'er received her eyes, her shoulders shrunk, hehe smirked twice, and slipped away with an excuse to pour tea.

Nalan Lian sat in the pavilion with Ming Yulong, looking at her depressed appearance, a smile comparable to Dongmei bloomed at the corner of her lips, "What's wrong with you and Rong Yi?" ”

Ming Yulong, who was already angry, suddenly said depressed when she heard Rong Yi's name