The breeze is rising, and the palace maid outside the pavilion is well-behaved, and her slim posture is like a touch of new green. It's just that the bandaged hands that look like two hand mummies are particularly interesting.

Yan Qingjiu's blue eyes, which were originally looking at Chunyuan, looked at the people outside the pavilion when he heard the sound of peace.

The palace maid lowered her head, had good manners, and looked respectful. But there is a sense of overpowering everyone.

"Stand down." Obviously, she didn't pay much attention to an ordinary palace maid.

Hearing this, the ancient painting fan turned to the silent Chunyuan Lan Xu on the side, and said, "If His Royal Highness Seventh has no other orders, the slave and maid will retreat." ”

With that, he strode away.

Behind him, there was still a clear voice with a smile.

"Brother Lan Xu, where did we just go? Oh yes. Speaking of which, you led an elite army of twenty men and went straight into the camp of the king of Naturaya. Not only did he capture him alive! It also scared him to the ground! It's a pleasure to think about! It was a sword in your arm, and I remember how quickly the blood flowed! It's good that I ...... for you in time."

The ancient painting fan pursed his lips and walked forward quickly.5./books//163/

The heart-stealing hand of a beautiful woman. It wasn't until the sound could no longer be heard, until my knees ached and weak, that I stopped and leaned against the rockery to breathe deeply.

The body was weak, and he slowly slipped down the rockery and fell to the ground. Gu Huafan looked at his hands wrapped like zongzi, and then looked at his sore knees. suddenly, he slammed his hands into his legs.

The hands were torn at each other, and the gauze was torn apart round and round. The stuffy pale fingers inside were revealed. But the pale and purple are extremely permeating.

Fingers and knees were already trembling slightly, it was a reflex of pain.

Reaching out and tossing the pile of gauze aside, he stood up and staggered to the flower pond, washing off all the potions in his hands.

The pale, bruised color is still there, but the ancient painting fan is much more comfortable in his heart.

Turning his head to look at the abandoned pile of gauze, the ancient painting fan snorted, propped himself up and walked in one direction. As soon as he took a few steps, he turned back and angrily kicked the pile of gauze and shaved again. Only then did he hook the corners of his lips and leave satisfied.

Although it was very painful, the hands and knees were very painful. But I was so satisfied with the joy. In the final analysis, the ancient painting fan summed up one sentence: I should have reached menopause!

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"Oops! Hurt! ”

"Tap!"

"Ahh

"Eh, don't be so tight!"

In the elegant courtyard, a female voice is crying wolf at the moment!

Piao Wu plucked out his ears with one free hand, and said with a dark face: "Stop screaming!" Ancient painting fan! They all have the ability to escape! Now what about you! ”

"It hurts—"

"You dare to untie the gauze when it hurts! How did you get it? It's all bleeding! Dare to wash your hands with pool water? I don't want your hands anymore, do you! Hurry up, chop! "Fluttering and rampant.

The ancient painting fan pouted. The expression was extremely aggrieved.

"You're still pretending to be pathetic here! Why don't you think about the consequences when you peel off the gauze! ”

The ancient painting fan lowered his head sullenly and sighed helplessly, okay! She's not productive! If she knew it hurt so much now, she wouldn't have tore it up just now! That ruthlessness just now! The spirit of not being afraid of death! What about the yield? Out of the breath!

"I was wrong, I don't dare anymore! At that time, my head twitched, and my thinking was lacking, and my head was short-circuited...", the ancient painting fan muttered.

Piao Wu looked at her unlucky look, and reached out her finger and knocked on the door of the ancient painting fan's head.

"You don't have to be hot-headed anymore. I'll be able to re-bandage you with this gauze. If you smoke again one day and cut off your head,"

Gu Hua Fan held his mouth and said, "How can it be...... my head is precious!" ”

Piao Wu nodded her forehead again, and scolded with a smile, "Stinky girl, quickly stretch your legs, let me see how your knees are1!" ”

The ancient painting fan hummed and let her fiddle with it, and it took a long time for her knees and hands to be re-bandaged.

Gu Huafan looked at his hands and smiled: "It's still your dexterity!" ”

Piao Wu scolded her with a smile, and then said: "Raise it quickly, and in a month it will be the big day of the Fourth Highness." We'll have something to do then! The emperor originally sent Gonggong Li and you to the palace of the Fourth Highness to congratulate him with the emperor's congratulatory gifts. But you're half-crippled! The emperor ordered me to take care of you all the way.5./books//164/

Wicked little police officer. You say, is the emperor good to you! That represents the emperor to go to congratulate, what a beautiful thing it is! ”

The ancient painting fan, which was originally drooping his ears, straightened up when he heard this, and said, "The Fourth Highness is married? A month later? The emperor wants me to go with Gonggong Li? ”

Piao Wu nodded and said, "That's right! Take me with you, though! ”

Get married?

Get married!

"Eh, fan, what a daze! Hurry up and lie down. I'll go get you some food! Fluttering said.

Look at the fluttering and disappearing doorway. The fan of the ancient painting once again fell into an endless void.

Halfway through August, the scorching sun seemed to be about to roast the ground.

In the pavilion in the Imperial Garden, headed by Emperor Chunyuan, there were four highnesses sitting in turn. At this time, they were talking and laughing.

Speaking of funny places, the corner of Emperor Chunyuan's mouth had a look of peace and sound, which was very pleasant.

Next to him stood respectfully Li Xiuwen, next to him stood an ancient painting fan, and next to him, there was Liufu.

In the pavilion, the sound of silk and bamboo surrounds the ears, and all kinds of chilled fruits exude fragrance.

"Fourth, after getting married, you have to manage the affairs of the house well. To my relief, you have always been pretty good, and I just hope that you can be more diligent after you get married. Emperor Chunyuan took a sip of tea.

Chunyuan Lan Ye immediately said: "Yes, the son must live up to his father's expectations." ”

Emperor Chunyuan took another sip of tea, tasted it for a while, and said, "Well, this tea is good!" Painting fan, your tea is getting better and better. This is fragrant and adds a refreshing feeling. It's really nice to drink in this hot season! ”

When the ancient painting fan heard this, he blessed his body and said: "The emperor praises it!" The slave and maid have no other skills, but this tea skill is the slave and maid who have worked hard, read a lot of books, and studied all the books about tea in the palace! Isn't it just to let the emperor taste good tea and enjoy the mood in his spare time! ”

Emperor Chunyuan laughed when he heard this, and said, "You are the poorest on weekdays. Taste it too. It's been more than a month since I've made a cup of tea. I'm really thinking about it these days! I've never drunk tea like this before, and I think it's a new trick that this girl has figured out, blessed are you! ”

The five princes all looked at each other and smiled, picked up the teacups and began to taste tea.

"Hmm~, it's really delicious, it's refreshing in the mouth." Chunyuan Lan Qing squinted her eyes and smiled, smashing her mouth again. In a blink of an eye, he looked up arrogantly at the ancient painting fan, and his tail was raised to the sky, and he almost hummed twice.

Several other highnesses also nodded in agreement, and they still agreed with the tea technique of this ancient painting fan. Only Chun Yuan Lan Xu, who had been sitting silently, had a faint expression.

The ancient painting fan glanced at him and saw that he also turned his head to look at himself at this moment.

His heart skipped a beat, and he looked away flatly.

On the side, it was Chunyuan Lanmu who glanced at her with a smile on the corner of her mouth. The ancient painting fan still turned his head in an instant.

Chun Yuan Lan seemed to be aware of it, and looked up at Chun Yuan Lan Mu who was sitting quietly opposite. The look in his eyes was not shocked, but the dark tide was turbulent.

Chunyuan Lan Mu could also raise his eyes to look at him. Time. The silent aura of the two made the surrounding air condense a little.

The ancient painting fan pursed his lips tightly, and then he picked up the teacup and poured tea into everyone's teacup in turn.

walked between the two, and then the sight of the two was interrupted.

"Sixth Highness, please use tea."