In the Fifth Prince's Mansion, Ling Jinmei looked at the golden gold in front of him with a smile, and his smiling eyebrows were about to squint into a slit.

This Scrooge's appearance is really no different from that of a rich man who became rich overnight in the countryside. When did Your Highness become so greedy for money?

Those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to Zhu are red!

In the future, His Royal Highness must not be allowed to get so close to the insatiable Miss Murong Liu.

Baibu and Sang Bai glanced at each other, and they were all helpless expressions that couldn't laugh or cry. Just when they were speechless, they saw Ling Jin's robe flicked, and the whole person lay on the pile of gold, spreading his limbs and closing his eyes comfortably.

The corners of Baibu's mouth tugged fiercely, and he turned his head and couldn't bear to look at it again.

Sang Bai's eyes widened, and he lowered his head and endured a sullen smile.

"What do you know?" Ling Jin said, "How can that woman's money be so easy to earn?" ”

"Your Highness, the third prince asks to see you." The head of the Prince's Mansion came in to report.

"Ling Xin?" Ling Jin smiled, "It's going to come sooner than I expected, okay, I'll go and meet my dear Third Emperor Brother." ”

Baibu looked at Ling Jin's back and said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness said to the third prince that the gold was given to the crown prince, and to the prince said to the third prince, is such a straightforward and simple move okay?" ”

"I don't know about others, but for us, the Third Highness, it is feasible." Sang Bai also said in a low voice, "The Third Highness is suspicious by nature and self-serving, when has our Highness lost against him?" ”

In the autumn wind courtyard, Rong Huan took the tea and slowly took a sip, and said, "Good tea!" ”

"Don't let the prince praise him, if the prince doesn't dislike it, he will have another cup." A maid in Tsing Yi smiled and Yan Yan stepped forward with a long-spouted pot to refill a cup of tea.

Suddenly, Rong Huan's body moved slightly, his sleeves drove the cup on the table, and he saw a cup of boiling tea falling down the edge of the table.

The maid in Tsing Yi had quick eyes, stretched out her slender fingers, and steadily caught the cup and put it back in front of Rong Huan, without leaking.

Good reach.

Rong Huan smiled slightly, glanced sideways at her, and asked.

"What's your name?"

"The slave is called Lingzhi." The maid in Tsing Yi replied with a smile.

Rong Huan nodded, this is the maid who exchanged 200,000 taels of gold for it, he took a sip of tea, it was really good tea.

At this moment, Lingzhi greeted him with a smile, "Miss is back." ”

Rong Huan raised her eyes to see that Murong Yan was walking slowly in the morning light, and the bright glow was gilding her behind her, making her look as dazzling as the mortal Nine Heavens Fairy.

Rong Huan couldn't take her eyes off, she seemed to be dressed in colorful glow, through the golden light, and walked towards him step by step.

With the most vigorous vigor of the morning, she walked towards him step by step.

Rong Huan's body was as cold as ice, but it was burning a little bit.

Rong Huan's hand holding the cup couldn't help clenching, a little surprised and flustered in his heart, but more joyful.

His body, as a normal man, is gradually awakening, recovering, and feverish. This is something that has never happened before.

Although he is an adult man, it is just a sign, and he is no different from his father-in-law in the palace. This is the first time that he has grown so big, his body has throbbed, the first time he has longing, the first time he has a reverie about a woman, and the first time he has such a mind.

Rong Huan's body was burning, and dense beads of sweat oozed from his palms.

Looking at those cool eyes, Rong Huan came back to his senses slightly.

"Ah Yan went to practice so early?" Rong Huan stood tall and tall, and couldn't help but gently wipe his nose with his hand to hide his embarrassment.

"Are you here to say goodbye?" Murong Yan asked.

"Yes, I also came to thank Ah Yan for saving her life." Rong Huan gave a long salute, "I'm going back to the palace today." ”

Murong Yan nodded, "If you feel unwell, you can follow up." I won't send you. ”

"I'm relieved to have Ah Yan's words." Rong Huan smiled at the show, not to drive him away directly, but to make an appointment. Ah Yan looked indifferent and ruthless and rejected people for thousands of miles, and the words she said were cold, but they made people feel warm in their hearts.

The two did not speak again, and the scene suddenly calmed down.

Murong Yan's expression was faint, and she didn't seem interested in talking, so Rong Huan had to stand up and say goodbye.

"Remember, you owe me my life." Murong Yan stood up solemnly and said.

Rong Huan carefully looked at Murong Yan with a serious face.

"If I can't repay it, I don't know if I can make a promise?" Rong Huan asked with a smile, his expression was also serious.

Yuzhu, who was making tea, was stunned, oh my God! Is Prince Rong molesting Miss? Prince Rong is still ...... Asking the young lady to marry? It's not a joke.

"Do you meet my conditions?" Murong Yan smiled slightly, obviously amused.

This time, even the most calm Red Peony raised her head, her eyes looking back and forth between the two.

Yuzhu stumbled under his feet, feeling that he was about to go crazy.

What does this do, Miss? Like a woman of a good family who has been molested?

"Okay, I'll take it to heart." Rong Huan laughed out loud, "Ah Yan can rest assured." ”

Rong Huan's laughter caused Yuzhu to look sideways again, and he had the impression that Rong Huan had always been an elegant noble son, and it was the first time he laughed out loud like this.

Rong Huan raised his head and glanced straight at Murong Yan, his eyes were unfathomable, and then he turned around and left slowly.

"Miss, Prince Rong seems to be a little strange today." Yuzhu stepped forward and said, his eyes much brighter than usual, "I always feel that he seems to be embarrassed." "Embarrassed people will always cover up something with some abrupt behavior, such as laughing.

"Really?" Murong Yan smiled slightly and asked, will Rong Huan be embarrassed? Rong Huan is such a person, Murong Yan shook her head, she still reserved her opinion.

"Miss, Prince Rong is actually quite good." Yuzhu looked at Murong Yan and said with a smile, such a smile was a bit of a joke.

"Pretty good? Do you want me to say something and let you wait in front of him? Murong Yan also had a playful smile on her face.

"Miss is necrotic, I'll ignore you." Yuzhu stomped his feet and turned away.

The red peony lingzhi glanced at each other, and the young lady had really changed a lot.

"Are you really leaving?" Qian Qi stopped Rong Huan halfway, "I still want to stay a few more days." ”

"This young man should go to Murong Hou, my prince is also a guest." Qing Yue stopped Qian Qi with an expressionless face.

I want to, too, but there's no reason to live anymore.

Rong Huan shook his head and smiled, ignoring Qian Qi, who was messing around.

"Let's go, the day after tomorrow will be Qing'er's death day." Qian Qi snorted, "I also want to go back to the house and prepare some good things for Qing'er." ”

Rong Huan returned to Qingfeng Courtyard with a happy mood, and as soon as he turned a corner, he saw more than a dozen palace people standing neatly outside the courtyard, and most of Rong Huan's good mood disappeared.

"Brother Huan, I'll help you pack your luggage." Ling Yue swept over with a gust of wind and gently took Rong Huan's hand.

There was a soft touch in the palm of his hand, and Rong Huan's originally hot body was like a plate of cold water, from head to toe, and the throbbing immediately disappeared without a trace.

"It's okay to have Qingyue, how dare you work on the princess." Rong Huan's voice was as moist as jade, but it was polite and detached.