Self-inflicted humiliation [10]

Such a lofty posture is really a prince who is used to being subdued by others.

Nalan Lian's eyes wandered, she jumped sideways, and sat on the frame of the carriage, her posture was very chic, her beautiful fingers tapped lightly on the jade fan, her curled eyelashes stretched the arc of temptation, and she raised her eyebrows and smiled indifferently.

"Although the second brother is the crown prince, you are also in charge of the affairs of the court. The process of my acquaintance with Yulong is my personal private matter, even if you ask, I can not answer. ”

Nalan Jun glared at him coldly, snorted coldly, and said to the horseman: "Hurry up and keep up!" The curtain was lifted and the carriage entered.

Nalan Lian hooked her lips and smiled, and beckoned to Feng'er, who was stunned, "Little girl, come to me." Rong Shizi's carriage, your young lady can't get on. ”

Feng'er was looking at Ming Yulong and Rong Yi with blank eyes, and after hearing his voice, she shook her head and said, "No, the slave maid should follow Miss's side." ”

Nalan Lian looked at the solemnity on her little face, hooked her lips and smiled, the maid beside Ming Yulong was also interesting, the fan shook gently, raised her eyebrows and said:

"You can't get into the carriage, and you don't have a horse to ride, do you want to follow down there?"

Feng'er pursed her lips and glanced at Rong Yi's carriage, of course she knew that Rong Shizi's carriage would definitely not be able to sit on it.

But the carriage of the sixth prince was not something she just sat on, shook her head and said, "Yes, the slave and maid are following behind the carriage." ”

"What will you do if the horse runs?" Nalan Lian looked at Feng'er's figure that had not yet grown, and estimated how long it would take for her to be thrown away by the carriage without a trace.

This is a problem, Feng'er frowned, her legs are not long, she shouldn't be able to outrun Rong Shizi's horse.

Ming Yulong walked halfway, suddenly turned his head, and remembered Rong Yi's three-foot unapproachable broken rules. This man either has a serious cleanliness habit or is surprisingly wary.

I was able to get close to him, probably because he saw the murder. He was very relieved, so he was not afraid that she would have any ideas.

Because of this, Feng'er definitely can't sit with her like when she came, but she can't let her run with her. That's too inhuman.

After thinking about it, he shouted: "Feng'er, you take the carriage of the six princes to follow, don't lose it." ”

"Well, Miss!" Feng'er stretched her brows, walked to Nalan Lian's side, and said happily with a small face: "Sixth prince, the slave is going to borrow your carriage again." ”

Probably because Nalan Lian has an easy-going personality, unlike facing Nalan Jun's majestic oppression, nor like the natural excitement and reverence in Rong Yi's heart, when talking to him, Feng'er is much more relaxed when talking to him.

Nalan Lian shook her head, this little girl, she invited her by herself, she didn't come up, Ming Yulong came over with a word, it's not ordinary loyalty.

He moved inside, saw that Feng'er had already climbed up and sat down, and said to the coachman, "Just follow Rong Shizi's car later." ”

Watching Feng'er get into Nalan Lian's carriage, Ming Yulong walked to the side of the carriage, Rong Yi stood above, her eyebrows were picturesque, watching her arrange the carriage for Feng'er, and then lowered her eyelashes slightly, her voice was still Qinghua and elegant,

"Do you want me to pull you?"

Ming Yulong slapped his hand