The weather was fine, and the ancient painting fan got up early in the morning and went to the Qingxin Palace, and when he passed through the imperial garden, he suddenly heard the sound of conversation around the corner in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, in an instant, the ancient painting fan stopped, listening to the familiar voices of Chunyuan Lanqing and Chunyuan Lanyu, she just wanted to leave quickly.

When the mood was agitated, the sound of the footsteps retreating and the ground had already alarmed the two of them.

"What people!" I only heard Chunyuan Lanqing scolding, and the figures of the two had already rushed around the corner.

The ancient painting fan was startled, and when he was at a loss, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, and he was already surrounded by a familiar embrace.

Pure Yuan Lan Qing and Pure Yuan Lan Yu rushed over, and when they saw the person in front of them, they were immediately stunned, and immediately leaned over and saluted.

"Brother of the courtiers see the emperor!" The two of them said in unison.

Dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, standing proudly, the face as warm as jade is not Chunyuan Lan Mu.

Chunyuan Lanmu held the ancient painting fan in both hands, buried her head deep in her chest, and gently stroked her hair with her hands. The wide sleeves cover most of the body of the ancient painting fan into his arms, and he looks like a pampered look.

"Get up! Haven't the two royal brothers already left? How did it turn back again? But what else? Chun Yuan Lan Mu said lightly.

Chunyuan Lanmu and Chunyuan Lanyu got up, but they were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

Chunyuan Lanqing was shocked, and blurted out: "Who is she?" Your Majesty, Your ......"

Chunyuan Lan Mu raised his eyes and swept lightly towards Chunyuan Lan Qing, and said softly: "It seems that the imperial brother has been too busy for several days!"

Chunyuan Lanqing was taken aback, only then did she realize her abruptness, and then she whispered guilty. Leaning over to ask for a bow, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes inadvertently swept to the quiet woman.

Who is she?

Can Chunyuan Lanmu be treated like this!

In this world, who else but her can let his cold sixth brother be treated like this!

Chunyuan Lanqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and her thin lips pursed.

Chunyuan Lanyu on the side chuckled and said, "Congratulations to the emperor, happy beauty." The laughter was too deep, and the meaning of the words made people fall deeper and deeper.

Chunyuan Lan Mu hugged the woman in his arms even tighter, and chuckled: "I am very happy!"

Pure Yuan Lan Yu's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and then he leaned over to ask for a salute.

"It's okay, the two royal brothers will step down!" Chunyuan Lan Mu commanded softly, then leaned over slightly, picked up the woman in his arms, and strode towards the inner hall. The ancient painting fan buried his head deeply in Chunyuan Lanmu's chest, and it was not until he walked out of Xu Yuan that he gently poked his head out.

When I looked up, I saw a clear smile.

"Are you afraid?"

Gu Huafan shook his head lightly and said softly: "I don't know how to face it, in fact, I also thought about not appearing again, but-" There are just too many to let go.

The smile on the corner of Chunyuan Lanmu's lips slowly became lighter, and the look in her eyes was a little strange.

No more?

No longer appear in front of me, no longer appear in front of them, then the bits and pieces of these years, you let me, let him, let them deal with themselves?

You don't understand, you never understand the meaning of your existence.

It is no longer white clothes that are entangled with each other, the hem of the clothes that are lifted by the breeze are two different colors, and they are destined to have two different lives.

Chunyuan Lan Mu walked all the way to the dormitory with the ancient painting fan, and the palace people on the road all retreated, watching the two characters who seemed to be immortals gradually moving away, as if stepping on the morning sun.

Entering the dormitory, Gonggong Liu, who had followed all the way, snickered and slowly closed the door of the dormitory, and when he turned around and saw the palace people who couldn't help but look at him, he immediately coughed and guarded it seriously.

The palace people were awakened, and then they hurriedly scattered away.

The dormitory, since the beginning of the departure, to the present ancient painting fan is still the first time to come, the furnishings here are more or less different from before, but they are probably the same.

The room is no longer the ambergris that Emperor Chunyuan liked at the beginning, but the elegant bamboo fragrance.

She has set foot in almost every place and every corner here, and there were still Liufu at that time, when Emperor Chunyuan was away, when the two of them were cleaning, they often laughed and played, and they didn't have to worry about Li Xiuwen's reprimand, because wherever Emperor Chunyuan went, he would follow. At that time, it was the time for the two of them to be liberated, and they could talk to their heart's content.

The body was suddenly placed on a soft thing, and the ancient painting fan was startled and came back to his senses, and his hands reflexively grabbed the placket of Chunyuan Lanmu's clothes.

Chunyuan Lan Mu chuckled, but still let go of his hand and placed the ancient painting fan on the soft collapse, and reached out to cover the bare hand that was tightly grasping his front placket.

Sensing how silly his reaction was, the face of the ancient painting fan was slightly red, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was held tightly by Chunyuan Lanmu, looking at his chuckling face, the ancient painting fan was a little confused.

"I'm very happy, painting fan-" Chunyuan Lanmu leaned over and sat beside the ancient painting fan, looking at her face close at hand, and couldn't help but feel a little tenderness in her heart.

Although Gu Huafan didn't understand why he suddenly said this, looking at his clear smile, his mood instantly improved a lot.

The corners of the ancient painting fan lips were slightly raised, and he said softly: "If you are happy, then smile more." How nice you look when you smile, you don't know.

Chunyuan Lan Mu chuckled, reached out and picked up the small porcelain bottle on the small table next to him, picked out some bright white ointment and applied it to the fingers of the ancient painting fan.

The redness and swelling of the fingers had faded, and only a few transparent bubbles remained.

"Does it still hurt?" Chunyuan Lan Mu blew lightly on his fingers, and picked out some ointment to apply.

"It doesn't hurt, it's just scary!" The ancient painting fan shook his head.

Chunyuan Lan Mu pursed her lips and finished applying the ointment, and then gently wrapped and bandaged those fingers with the gauze she had prepared earlier.

In a few moments, it was already bandaged. Chunyuan Lan Mu tied a knot, and then gently put down the hand of the ancient painting fan.

Thinking of something in a trance, Gu Huafan raised his eyes and looked at Chunyuan Lan Mu's face close at hand, wanting to find the similarities between him and herself, but she looked at this face for so long, but after all, she couldn't see the slightest resemblance to herself.

After a while, the ancient painting fan felt a little astringent, and now, she still has no change, delusional about what else can be changed?

Slowly retracting his gaze, the ancient painting fan lowered his head and stopped looking at him.

Chunyuan Lan Mu felt that there was still a little bit of time, and he couldn't suppress the desire in his heart, he wanted to touch her, he wanted to feel her presence, her eyes were so floating.

But suddenly, she showed a bitter smile, and even lowered her head to stop looking at him, and in an instant he seemed to fall from heaven to hell.

"Painting Fan ......"

"The Emperor's ......"

When they both spoke at the same time, they couldn't help but look at each other, and then chuckled.

"I've been asking this question for a long time, so let me say it first!" The ancient painting fan patted Chunyuan Lan Mu's shoulder.

Chun Yuan Lan Mu grabbed her dishonest hand, and then nodded slightly.

The ancient painting pursed his lips and pondered for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "After entering the palace for these days, why don't you see Liufu and Gonggong Li?"

Quietly, the ancient painting fan felt that he didn't dare to come out, for fear of hearing any bad news from his mouth.

Chunyuan Lan Mu stiffened as he stroked the hand of the ancient painting fan, and then regained his composure, then raised his eyes to look at the ancient painting fan, and said softly: "They are very good, don't worry."

Rest assured, how to rest assured?

If she didn't know that the name of Chunyuan Lanxu was written on the edict, she might be able to rest assured, but how could she be reassured now?

If they don't follow the will of the emperor, maybe it's nothing to them who trade with each other. But Gonggong Li and Liufu must be insiders, they are just slaves, and if you want them to shut up, isn't it easy? (To be continued.) )