After walking a short distance, Yuan Shanjia met a pair of wild mandarin ducks who were cheating on him, gasping and moaning in a bush somewhere. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The corners of Yuan Shanjia's mouth twitched, completely as if he hadn't heard it, and took Ran Zhu all the way in the direction of the garden.

"Yo? That's it? A man came out of the grass in disheveled clothes, and Hung Erlang stopped Yuan Shanjia locally.

Although this man is disheveled, the light yellow robe he wears makes it difficult to ignore his identity - the prince.

This person is the third prince Yun Yuqing, his eyes are slanted and long, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and there is a pink aura around his eyes, a typical pair of peach blossom eyes.

And because he had just finished some unspeakable exercise, his cheeks were even more red, like rouge.

Yuan Shanjia raised his eyebrows, smiled brightly, and his tone was a little puzzled, "Yay? His Royal Highness the Third Prince? How did you end up here? ”

As she spoke, she seemed to feel a little rude, and hurriedly saluted, "I've seen His Royal Highness the Third Prince." Please forgive the people for being rude. Just now, the folk girl was a little surprised, this place is a little desolate, I didn't expect you to be here? ”

The corners of Yun Yuqing's mouth were lazily hooked, and the corners of her eyes looked at the woman who was not moving in the grass indifferently, feeling a little funny.

Where was the woman lying there? I really don't know which country is from!

He divided his mind into that person, and most of it was on Yuan Shanjia's body.

"What if this prince does not forgive his sins?" He tightened his belt and tied a casual knot, clearly skillful.

Yuan Shan Jiamu did not squint, and looked at the third prince suspiciously, as if he couldn't understand.

But immediately she frowned again, raised her eyebrows again, and asked, "How are the three princes doing?" ”

The corners of her mouth curled up, and her smile was a little flamboyant, which made people feel like they were being laughed at.

Yun Yuqing obviously felt this way, and touched her chin, did this woman think highly of herself?

The daughter of a general who was about to step down dared to laugh at him like this? As if looking down on him?

Yun Yuqing's heart swelled with anger.

What kind of thing is she Yuan Shanjia? How dare you laugh at him?

When he thought of his behavior among the flowers, he felt a little weak, but more than that, he was unhappy!

"Why don't you accompany this prince?" He was angry in his heart, but his face was full of evil smiles, and he teased casually.

Yun Yuqing looked at Yuan Shanjia, who was three feet away from him.

The bun on his head was very simple, with only three unknown flowers made of silver blue and silver. The skirt she wears is not a popular style, it is a very ordinary style, and even the patterns on it are popular in previous years.

The dress is not distinctive, but the appearance is good, which is more different than the boudoir girl he has seen.

Her eyes are oval, slightly slender, the pupils are closer to the corners of the eyes, the tails of the eyes are elegantly slightly upturned, with a wanton smile at any time, and the eyeballs are flowing and unmoving, like brilliant stars, which is addictive.

Yun Yuqing was actually fascinated for a while, and her peach blossom eyes lost their light for a while, and she was a little confused.

The corners of Yuan Shanjia's mouth widened, and the temperament of the whole person was even more different, with a sense of publicity, but there was an inexplicable harmony with her aqua green dress, just like a calm lake suddenly became turbulent.

Quiet is beautiful, not quiet is beautiful.

Yun Yuqing felt that this person should not wear water green, but should wear bright red, that kind of wanton publicity is suitable for her temperament, it is too wasteful to wear this body.

He imagined Yuan Shanjia wearing red, and if he held another whip in his hand, his heart was a little enthusiastic.

Yuan Shanjia didn't need to think about it, he knew that what His Highness was thinking about must be a **** unbearable picture.

She craned her neck proudly and replied disdainfully: "The folk girl thinks that her appearance is not as good as that of the warbler Yanyan of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, please don't compare the folk girl with those people." ”

Isn't there someone who wants to calculate her? Then she'll light a fire. See what happens in the end?

Will it make the person behind it happy?

She squinted at Yun Yuqing and thought with a sneer: Who would have thought that the three princes, who were playboys, idle, and happy with their achievements, would be one of the helpers behind His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

In the court, the two are always-for-tat, and the third prince even slapped His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the face several times.

Yun Yuqing looked Yuan Shanjia up and down with peach blossom eyes, and finally put his eyes on her chest, "Well, it's really incomparable." ”

His gaze was wantonly on Yuan Shanjia's chest, and if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely blush.

But Yuan Shanjia didn't seem to feel it.

Who let her have such a god-pumping master?

I used to be committed to giving her a lot of so-called breast enhancement foods, saying that I had to start with a doll.

However, because of this, although Yuan Shanjia is only twelve years old, he also has a certain scale on his chest, plus practicing dance, the front is convex and the back is upturned, and the fluidity of the body muscles is perfect.

"Since His Royal Highness the Third Prince also thinks so, then the people can leave, right?" As he spoke, Yuan Shanjia turned around and left, leaving no eyes behind.

Yun Yuqing grinned, stepped forward in two steps, stopped Yuan Shanjia, tore off the watery green handkerchief around her waist, sniffed at the tip of her nose, and sighed: "Ah! It smells so good! It also has the fragrance of Miss Yuaner. It's fascinating! ”

"This prince didn't agree to let you go, since you don't listen to this prince's orders, there must be a punishment! Well...... This handkerchief belongs to the prince! His eyes looked at Yuan Shanjia defiantly, took a deep breath again, put the handkerchief on his chest, and patted it twice like a baby.

Yuan Shanjia's heart was not so nervous.

This handkerchief is not embroidered by her own hands, the second does not have any marks related to her, the third is only made of leftovers, and it is not valuable, the fourth, this handkerchief was just hung up, and it has not been used at all, and the fifth is that the fragrance on this is used to make tears, and if you take a deep breath, you will definitely be hit, but it has not yet come out of the effect, so the third prince smelled it, and it was not her who was unlucky.

To sum up, Yuan Shanjia doesn't care about this veil at all.

She stretched out her hand to Ran Ya, and Ran Ya handed over another water-green handkerchief, exactly the same, almost without any difference.

Yun Yuqing didn't expect this, and took out a handkerchief from his arms and looked at it, a little dumbfounded.

He is known as a friend of his daughters, and he still knows a lot about women.

Even those who are old will make their own jewelry, clothes, handkerchiefs, etc. have some characteristics.

Especially for those who come to the state banquet, everyone is a treasure, even if it is a handkerchief, it is a style that others do not have, where will there be exactly two identical ones?

Is this still a woman!

His peach blossom eyes were a little drooping, and there was a pitiful taste in them.

At this time, there was some rustling sound in the grass, and it seemed that the people lying in the grass were already a little impatient, and they were moving around there, as if reminding of something.

Yuan Shanjia looked there, wondering why the man hadn't left yet.

When I looked around, I found that there were more shrubs in the grass, and the rest of the place was sparse and sparse trees. The people who plant have their own ideas, and there is a kind of wild and evacuated beauty.

(To be continued.) )