As soon as Hongfu left, only Su Wanqing was left in the room.

Su Wanqing sat alone for a while, looking at the simply furnished wing room in front of her, which was really boring. It stands to reason that she is not a person who can't stay on weekdays, but now she has no pastime, and there are no close people, so it is always difficult for her to fall asleep easily in this strange place.

At this time, Su Wanqing began to regret her clever behavior, and she didn't expect to go around in a circle, and her intention to let Su Linlu and Ling Wanrong be alone was not achieved, but she "grounded" herself.

She originally thought that as long as Ling Wanrong responded to Qiu's words and proposed to go to ask for a sign first, even if Su Linlu was not worried about her, she would accompany Ling Wanrong first, who would have thought that Ling Wanrong would insist on sending her.

However, Ling Wanrong has a straight temperament, and she is used to saying whatever she wants, looking at Fang Cai like that, she is only eager between her eyebrows, and she is also sincere.

When Su Wanqing thought of this, she couldn't help but feel a touch of warmth in her heart, and most of her chagrin was gone.

Time passed minute by minute, until it was estimated that the time was about the same and would not make people suspicious, Su Wanqing finally straightened her clothes and walked out of the room.

The wings of the temple for pilgrims to rest temporarily are concentrated in a large courtyard, which is a little remote, and there are not many people coming and going here.

Therefore, Su Wanqing walked out and accurately recognized a man who had just stepped into the hospital.

The man wore a teal pipa sleeve straight jacket, his posture was leisurely, and he was still holding a black fracture fan in this cold winter wax moon, and it was the afterglow that swept over. I also think it's very eye-catching.

Su Wanqing was a little surprised to meet Su Yuanyang here, and couldn't help but be stunned.

At the same time, Su Yuanyang also saw Su Wanqing. As if he didn't expect to meet here, he shook his hand lightly and shook the folding fan for a moment, and then slowly raised the corner of his lips, and his smile was a little meaningful.

Su Wanqing hesitated for a moment, and saluted him: "The concubine has seen King Yang." ”

Su Yuanyang walked towards Su Wanqing, looked at her with interest, and glanced at her left and right. said with a smile: "Concubine Su and this king are really fateful, and I saw it again today, but how can Concubine Su be alone." My fifth brother is here too? ”

Su Wanqing looked at his cynical appearance, subconsciously a little vigilant, tensed up and said: "If you go back to the king of Yang, the concubine is coming with someone from her mother's family." ”

"Oh?" Su Yuanyang raised an eyebrow. His gaze fell on Su Wanqing's face. Glancing up and down without any scruples.

Su Wanqing was not surprised by his rude behavior, so she ignored him, endured the discomfort in her heart, lowered her head and avoided the sight.

"Well, that's right," Su Yuanyang let out a low chuckle, and said slowly in a rather playful tone: "This king looks at Concubine Su's vulgar dress. It's really not like sneaking out of the mansion to meet the lover. ”

As soon as these words came out, Su Wanqing was stunned. The ears are hot, and the heart is only angry and embarrassed.

Soon, Su Wanqing's ears turned red, her complexion also changed, and there was a hidden anger that could not be concealed in her eyes when she met Su Yuanyang.

"Isn't Concubine Su annoyed?" Su Yuanyang looked surprised, smiling innocently, only a pair of naturally affectionate eyes showed a little ridicule.

Su Wanqing was all about mosquitoes buzzing beside her, and she only raised her eyes to look at him without saying a word.

The two were silent for a moment, Su Yuanyang finally couldn't bear to pull the corners of his lips, suddenly put the fan to her face, and vigorously fanned the wind, in this harsh winter, the wind is like a blunt knife to pull people's faces, where can Su Wanqing stand it, she hurriedly closed her eyes and turned her head sideways to avoid.

The corners of Su Yuanyang's lips hooked, the movements in his hands did not stop, he took the opportunity to lean forward, close to her ear, and hummed in a low voice: "Don't hide, you are not so angry, there will be smoke on your head, let this king fan you." ”

When Su Wanqing heard this, she wanted to laugh a little, but I don't know if it was because Su Yuanyang's lowered voice was inherently low and hoarse, with a ten-out charm, or because his lips were almost on his earlobe this time, which made Su Wanqing tremble unconsciously, and she was so nervous that she didn't even dare to open her eyes.

Su Yuanyang looked at Su Wanqing's eyes closed and frowning slightly, unconsciously raised the corners of his lips and smiled, closed the folding fan with his hand, and held it in his hand.

Su Wanqing closed her eyes, she couldn't see Su Yuanyang's movements, she only felt the cold wind on her face stagnate, and suddenly it was warm, she couldn't help but be a little confused, when she opened her eyes, she suddenly realized that one of Su Yuanyang's hands was caressing her cheek, brushing a strand of sideburns for her!

The abruptness of this scene made Su Wanqing's heart skip a beat, and she hurriedly took a step back!

As soon as she retreated, Su Yuanyang's hand froze in mid-air.

If Su Yuanyang behaved frivolously towards Su Wanqing before, at least at night, or in the closed house on all sides, no one would see it, but now that the sky is blue and the sky is white, there are still many side rooms in the courtyard, Su Wanqing is a little shocked.

She hurriedly looked around the courtyard, and when she saw that no one else had come out, she settled down, lowered her eyes and said: "The Buddha Gate is pure, and I hope that the prince will respect himself!" ”

Su Wanqing's tone was a little undisguised coldness, Su Yuanyang looked at her appearance, Shi Shiran took his hand back, and shook his head with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many days, Concubine Su is still as ruthless." ”

Su Wanqing said lightly: "The prince laughed. ”

When the two of them said this, a conversation suddenly came from the courtyard gate.

Su Yuanyang heard the movement behind him, the banter on his lips cleared, and he retreated half a step back.

After the visitor stepped into the courtyard, the conversation stopped abruptly, and Su Wanqing raised her eyes to see that it was Su Linlu, Ling Wanrong and Qiu, and they were also looking at her with doubts at this moment.

But in their eyes, there was only some doubt.

Because Su Yuanyang didn't look back, they didn't know who the person standing in front of Su Wanqing was, but because Su Wanqing was two steps away from him, it was not strange to look like he was greeting someone by chance.

It's just that Su Linlu saw that the back was faintly familiar, so he quickened his pace, walked to Su Yuanyang's side first, smiled at Su Wanqing, and asked, "Who is this?" As he spoke, his eyes turned and fell on Su Yuanyang's face, and then he was stunned and stunned.

"His Royal Highness King Yang?"

Su Linlu's surprise was not because he didn't know that Su Yuanyang had returned to Beijing, but because in his impression, Su Yuanyang should be grounded now. So this call came out, and he regretted it somewhat, and secretly felt that he should have pretended not to see it.

Just when he was full of thoughts, Su Yuanyang turned his head to meet his gaze.

The folding fan in his hand unfolded in response, and behind the gently swaying fan, the corners of Su Yuanyang's handsome face hooked the corners of his upper lip, and he said with his chin: "Yes, it's me." (To be continued......)