Murong Yan and Qi Lin walked side by side, and the palace maids and eunuchs who were passing by saw these two from a distance and hurriedly avoided saluting. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info When Qi Lin and the others were far away, they began to whisper something.

Murong Yan naturally couldn't hear it, but Qi Lin was different, she walked all the way, listening to all kinds of voices, all of which were comments on the scene between herself and Han Qing in the morning, some people said that she didn't know whether she was alive or dead, some people said that she was as beautiful as a fairy but bold, and some people said that she was really happy.

Qi Lin really wanted to laugh in his heart, it seems that this matter, where Han Qing can suppress it if he wants to, this Youyou crowd is not something that she can stop by coercion and temptation. I always felt that before leaving, I should go to Han Qing's bedroom to say goodbye.

As Murong Yan walked, she felt that Qi Lin was a little absent-minded, she thought that Qi Lin didn't want to go to Yongning Palace, so she thought about it and shouted, "Mu Mu! ”

Qi Lin came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows, and said, "In the public, is the princess going to expose her literacy ability?" ”

Murong Yan smiled, ignoring Qi Lin's taunt, she took two big steps, walked around to Qi Lin, and walked backwards, "Mumu, how about a trick for you?" ”

Hearing this, Qi Lin looked at Murong Yan with interest, and said curiously, "The princess still has this skill?" ”

Murong Yan took out a big red handkerchief from her arms and said, "Look at it, this is a handkerchief!" Then, Murong Yan put the handkerchief in the palm of her hand, and then slowly raised her hand upward. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, which actually blew Murong Yan's handkerchief away, and Murong Yan let out a "hey", obviously not reacting.

It was Qi Lin, who didn't know what trick Murong Yan was playing, she saw the handkerchief blown away by the wind, thinking that there was still a play, so she looked at Murong Yan directly and asked, "Then what?" ”

Murong Yan immediately turned around and chased after her, shouting as she ran: "Then you chase the handkerchief back!" It's going to be blown away by the wind! My brother gave it to me! ”

Only then did Qi Lin understand that before Murong Yan's trick began, the props were blown away by the wind. Qi Lin looked at the direction where the handkerchief was flying, and directly chased it with light skills. didn't want this handkerchief to have crossed the palace wall, Qi Lin didn't have time to ask, and followed directly.

In a trance, Qi Lin heard Murong Yan's "hey". But by this time, she had already crossed the palace wall and stood on a tree in one of her unknown palaces. She chased after the handkerchief, watched as it flew to the tree, and disappeared. Because the handkerchief is red, the flowers of this tree are also red, and they are almost all together. Qi Lin looked left and right, a little depressed, is it the same color attracts? How did it land on this tree so coincidentally?

When her gaze fell, Qi Lin almost fell without being frightened. There was a man leaning against the tree. At this time, the man was looking at himself intently. If she hadn't looked at the road and taken two more steps, she would have stepped on this man.

Qi Lin quickly settled down and stared at the man. This person was dressed in a bright red brocade robe similar to the color of the flowers, with a handsome face and deep eyes looking at her calmly. Even if he leans on a branch casually, it is difficult to hide his noble temperament.

The man smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "Are you sure the girl wants to stare at me so directly?" ”

Qi Lin listened to this person's voice, slightly cold, and there was a hint of laziness in the nobility. At this time, Qi Lin had already realized that she had broken into Huayang Palace, that is, Han Qing's dormitory. Qi Lin also guessed the approximate identity of this person, she withdrew her gaze, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and said, "It is my fault that I disturbed Your Excellency's interest by being in a hurry to pursue the princess's handkerchief. ”

"What's it called?" The man asked.

"I saw the handkerchief drop in that direction just now, so I'll look for it first." Qi Lin said politely, and planned to turn around and leave.

Who knew that this person's feet were slightly strained, and the height of the branches was lowered, and Qi Lin couldn't stand, so he had to find another place to stay. This man also stood up, holding a folding fan in his hand, and stopped directly in front of Qi Lin.

Qi Lin looked at the man, leaned back, grabbed the branch with his feet, and flew to the left, bypassing the man and going to the other side of the branch.

At this time, a woman's voice came from a distance, "Your Highness, Your Highness King Jin!" And the voice was clearly coming towards her.

Qi Lin thought that it must be Han Qing's person who came to find Han Qing's son, but the color of her clothes today was too ostentatious in this sea of red flowers. This time, she ran to Han Qing's territory by herself, and if she was discovered, Han Qing would definitely make a big fuss. However, at this time, it is not realistic to want to leave here, and if you fly out, you will be discovered. She quickly turned from this end of the tree to the other side, and then she thought, isn't there a man standing here? Could it be that he is Murong Qian, the king of Jin? It's not right, if he were King Jin, he should have answered. So who is he?

At this time, the man walked straight towards Qi Lin, who blinked and looked nervously at the visitor.

Seeing that this person was getting closer and closer to him, Qi Lin stretched out his hand to block in front of him, and was about to speak. But the man put his index finger to his mouth and silenced her.

The voice of His Royal Highness King Jin under the tree was getting closer and closer, and Qi Lin looked at the big red brocade robe completely blending with the sea of flowers, and he had to believe that this unknown man had good intentions.

Qi Lin cautiously poked his head out and looked at the movement under the tree.

At this moment, the man directly grabbed Qi Lin's right hand in front of him, and leaned over with his whole body.

Qi Lin was petite, and surrounded by this long figure, he couldn't see her existence at all.

Qi Lin was shocked, and when she came back to her senses, she was surrounded. The people below were still looking for His Royal Highness King Jin, and Qi Lin didn't dare to make a sound, nor did he dare to make a big move. Although she wanted to pull her hand out very much, this person's strength was very strong, and Qi Lin felt that this person's skills were only afraid that they would not lose to herself.

Qi Lin had no choice but to stare at the person in front of her, and said silently: "My hand, let go of my hand!" ”

This person reacted quickly and let go of his hand, but put his hand on the trunk behind Qi Lin and encircled Qi Lin in his arms. The man lowered his head and looked at Qi Lin very seriously.

At this time, the distance between the two was very close, and Qi Lin could feel the other party's breath spraying on his face.

Qi Lin raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, suddenly her heartbeat accelerated, Qi Lin blinked uneasily, and hurriedly turned her head to the side, but the other party's gaze made her feel very uneasy. Just when Qi Lin was uneasy, the person in front of her let go of the trap on her and said, "That person is gone!" ”

Qi Lin exhaled with relief, and he was very puzzled in his heart, not knowing what he was nervous about just now.

"What's it called?" The man asked again.

Qi Lin thought that this person had saved himself anyway, and besides, he was not King Jin anyway, so he must have been the kind of other prince who ran to this tree to play. "Qi Lin, Qi of the blessing of Qi people, Qi of Shuangmu. What's your name? Come to this Huayang Palace to play? ”

This person chuckled, he looked at Qi Lin seriously, and he said softly, "King Jin, Murong Qian." ”

Qi Lin almost fell again, and the little heart that had just been smoothed was startled again.