Gu Hua Fan thought that this person was born to be a superior person.

"I've seen the Tilt Prince!" The ancient painting fan leaned over.

Hatsunohara chuckled, bent down slightly, placed his right hand on his chest, and said softly: "Even if you are the younger sister of your junior brother, you are not an outsider, so you don't have to be so polite." ”

The ancient painting fan bowed slightly when he heard this, and he listened to it. Although I have a good impression of this prince, it doesn't mean that I can have no scruples. As for whether you should be so polite when you meet in the future, I'll talk about it later.

Master Yiyun was hanging on the side, and immediately blew his beard and glared: "Stinky girl with no conscience, she turned her elbow out so quickly!" ”

The corner of Gu Huafan's mouth twitched, but he closed his mouth and didn't say a word.

Hatsunohara chuckled and said, "Master Yiyun came from afar, and Nohara has never greeted him from afar, which is rude!" ”

Master Yiyun snorted and said, "Natural rudeness!" But if you give up this stinky old way and follow the old man, then the old man won't care about your faux pas! ”

"Don't think! What more etiquette do you need to talk about! I'm laughing to death! Long Dao shouted.

"What do you say about a stinky old man!"

"What are you talking about, stinky monk!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Tell me about you!"

"Looking for a fight!"

"Looking for a fight!"

……

Suddenly, the ancient painting fan felt that the wrist was sent, and the two figures flashed in front of him, and then looked at it, where were the shadows of the two people in front of him, and he saw that the two divine shadows in the distance were flying up and down, and the battle was lively!

The ancient painting looked at a few people on the side, and asked if they wanted to go to the rescue. But I saw that those people all looked faint, and they looked like they had nothing to do with themselves!

The ancient painting looked at the original plain, that was his master, could he not care?

Seeing that the ancient painting fan was like this, Chu Zhiyuan immediately chuckled and said: "Gu girl, don't worry, the two of them are used to fighting like this, it's okay!" ”

The corners of Gu Huafan's mouth twitched, and he looked sympathetically at the lively two people who were fighting in the distance. Your image has been ruthlessly crushed and ignored, you know?

Chunyuan Lanqing, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, strode forward and stared straight at the ancient painting fan.

Gu Huafan frowned and looked at him, not knowing what this Sixteenth Highness was going to do!

Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed, and he only heard Chunyuan Lanqing's flat voice say, "Follow me!" As he spoke, he took the wrist of the ancient painting fan and walked under the mountain bag.

"Your Highness Sixteen, where are you taking me? Let go! The ancient painting fan was dragged by him, and he immediately reached out to break his big hand like iron tongs.

But Chunyuan Lan Qing listened to it, and still took the hand of the ancient painting fan and strode forward.

was dragged and walked a few steps, and suddenly two figures took a few steps forward and blocked in front of Chunyuan Lan Qing.

"Sixteen, let her go." A pleasant voice like a broken jade came out of the mouth of Chunyuan Lan Mu.

The ancient painting suddenly stopped the movement that was breaking Chunyuan Lan Qing, and looked up in a daze.

The man was still tall and jade, but he looked a little thin and thin, and his face was still as warm as jade, but it gave people a feeling of being as cold as frost. At some point, the luster of those eyes became even more flat, like a pool of stagnant water that could no longer stir up ripples.

The ancient painting fan only felt a beat in his heart, and he felt like he wanted to hide his face and cry bitterly. Thinking so in her heart, she did the same.

Suddenly reaching out to cover her eyes, forcing herself not to look at him again, the sharp sword not only cut his neck, but also her heart, a qiē.

Just imagine, if the man she has guarded and cared for for for a few years is so cruel to her, just to be able to escape from his side, how sad will she be?

He lowered his head deeply to hide the bitter curvature at the corner of his mouth.

"Sixth brother, seventh brother! You don't care about this matter, she can be so ruthless, where do you need our mercy! Chunyuan Lanqing said hatefully, looked back at the ancient painting fan, but saw her covering her face with her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly, her big hands trembled, and she snorted coldly: "What are you crying about!" You still have a reason to cry, don't you? ”

The wrist was tightly clenched, and the ancient painting fan only felt that there was nowhere to escape for a moment, so he could only twist his wrist hard, trying to break free, and said in a trembling voice: "Let go, you let go-"

Listening to her muffled aggrieved voice, Chunyuan Lanqing snorted again, but she was no longer tough, and said: "Don't let go, I want to leave again, no way!" ”

The ancient painting fan is still like a whisper, and keeps saying let go. Chunyuan Lanqing was still holding on tightly and didn't let go, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and her eyes were no longer gloomy.

When Chunyuan Lanxu and Chunyuan Lanmu saw this scene, they sighed in their hearts, letting the two children who didn't grow up mess around together, it was really speechless.

Chunyuan Lanxu took a step forward, reached out and broke the hands of the two, and looked at Chunyuan Lanqing helplessly, but saw him humming, looking in a good mood.

And the hand of the ancient painting fan was free, and immediately covered his face with both hands, squatted down with a hum, and muttered: "Go away, go away-"

Chunyuan Lan Qing also squatted down, patted the head of the ancient painting fan, and hummed: "Why, I haven't seen you for two or three months, I have grown my skills, and I have learned to be splashy!" ”

The ancient painting fan rubbed his eyes, snorted, lifted the sleeves on his wrists, and denounced: "Look! You've pinched my arms like this! Who's the splasher! ”

The sleeves were lifted, and a large finger print on the slender wrist was already red, which was particularly dazzling, but the cinnabar mole that was red at the top also attracted everyone's attention.

Chunyuan Lan Qing was secretly scolding herself for being reckless when she saw the red marks on the white and flawless Hao wrist at first glance, but when she saw a red cinnabar mark on the Hao wrist, her green face turned red, and she couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Seeing him like this, he stared at the cinnabar closely, and a thought suddenly grew in his heart, and his face turned red and blue, blue and purple, purple and black. He pulled down his sleeves and covered his arms tightly, stood up and kicked Chunyuan Lanqing's knee when he raised his foot.

Chunyuan Lanqing's expression was in a trance, and he was attacked violently, and he squatted on the ground all of a sudden, his face flushed.

Seeing him like this, the other three human spirits also unnaturally opened their eyes, and tried their best to smash the shape of the cinnabar in their brains.

Chunyuan Lanxu had a calm face, dragged Chunyuan Lanqing up, and pulled him towards the tent under the mountain bag.

Chunyuan Lanqing scratched her head, and was snorting again.

Chunyuan Lanxu walked a few steps, bowed slightly to the side of Hatsunohara who was watching quietly with a light smile, stopped and glanced back at the ancient painting fan, pursed his lips and said, "Take care!" ”

With Master Yiyun by her side, he didn't have to worry about what would happen to her alone in this strange place. After that day, he thought a lot, since the palace made her feel trapped so much, since she wanted to stay away, then he had nothing to say, now he only hoped that she could live the life she liked, and become the lively and cheerful girl she was when she first met!

Thinking of this, the corners of Chun Yuan's blue mouth bloomed with a heartfelt smile, like an iceberg melting at the beginning, revealing a light at first glance. (To be continued.) )