Since the opera garden is free of charge, but the shopkeeper asked the guys to come to such a play, it is obvious that the nature of this "benefiting the public" has changed. Shen Yan was thinking about how to pry some information out of this woman's mouth, when suddenly a gust of wind flashed, and suddenly there was another person in front of him, with a cold face and a straight body, it was actually Tao Xing!

"Goose girl, please upstairs!"

Tao Xing didn't know what to say, he only knew that the master asked him to come down and bring people, anyway, he only needed to be responsible for bringing people up. In fact, he didn't know why their master wanted to make such a show, according to him, if he wanted to celebrate someone's birthday, he would just say no to her? However, Xin Yi said that the master was in Sichun, and the heads of people who were happy with Sichun were a little unusual.

Shen Yan saw Tao Xing, and then heard his upstairs please, and then looked upstairs, facing the purple figure standing in the window, he immediately understood everything, didn't say anything at the moment, went upstairs with his skirt, and went upstairs to the Songtao Pavilion where Han Ji was, and said when he entered the door: "The prince is really a big pomp!" ”

The reason why Fengxiang Club, who picks the door, is so generous and free of charge, if she can't see something strange, it will be called vain.

I didn't expect this guy to learn from others after becoming the son of the world, and he also set up a theater club!

Han Ji in the house was still dressed as before, only the Eight Treasure Bead crown on his head was replaced by a gold crown, which was not so dazzling, but it was a little more generous and noble.

The maids were also surprised to see Han Ji, but Rouge looked down, and everyone tacitly stood on the side of the screen as a mural. Shen Yan's character is trustworthy, although Shen Mi doesn't let her interact with Han Ji, but if the two of them don't behave unceremoniously in one place, why do they have to trap her?

Han Ji glanced at Shen Yan, pulled out a stool and sat down at the table, and said, "Sit." ”

Shen Yan sat down, and then stared at him with his hands on his cheeks.

He took the pot and made tea, pushed the cup to her, then peeled the oranges from the plate and put them in front of her, and finally raised his head patiently: "Have you seen enough?" ”

"Nope." Shen Yan shook his head, still staring at him and said, "Your Uncle Han has turned into the prince of the world, I didn't even receive the slightest news in advance, you are really tight-lipped about it." The little woman is really admired! I wonder if that girl of yours didn't know about it beforehand? ”

"Who said I didn't sue you? Didn't I tell you about it last time? Han Ji glanced at her with a cup of tea, and finally slipped back to look at her: "What are you doing mentioning my girl for no reason?" Could it be that you are jealous? ”

"Ahh Shen Yan sneered at him without giving face, "Take your mind away, what do I have to do with you, girl?" ”

Han Ji laughed and didn't speak.

Shen Yan remembered that he was going to knock him on a stroke, but when he looked up, he saw a new pink scar the size of a copper coin on his forehead, so he leaned over and said, "What's going on?" ”

Han Ji subconsciously tilted his head, "I'll fall right away." ”

Falling right away? Isn't that supposed to be a scuff on the face? Besides, how could he fall off his horse when he was so good at riding?

She walked around to the side, only to see that there were still thin blood streaks under the scar when she looked closer, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it lightly, "Does it hurt?" ”

Han Ji smelled the faint cold fragrance wafting from her cuffs, and her whole person was like a straightened string, not daring to move, and her whole body's attention was only on the narrow skin that came into contact with that finger.

He originally wanted to say that it didn't hurt, but he didn't know why, he remembered her slightly unbearable "Does it hurt", and the words changed when they came to his mouth, and he slapped his throat and said, "It hurts." ”

"Tsk." Shen Yan shook his head and sighed, thought about it, untied his purse and took out a box of flower-scented ointment from it, picked a little bit with his finger and wiped it on his scar, then blew it gently, and said, "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." The tone was like coaxing a child, not only warm, but also without a hint of affection.

She also has a lot of such ointments Han Ji, but it seems that none of them can compare to the bottle in her hand.

He held back the waves in his heart and glanced at her who had retreated, and held the cup to hide his feelings.

Shen Yan sat opposite, tearing the veins on the orange at once, and said slowly: "You are so unrighteous, in fact, I originally thought about knocking you, but for the sake of you making such a generous move to wrap up the opera garden, and you hurt your face so miserably, I don't know if it will be disfigured or it will affect your peach blossom luck, so I will be merciful and let you go." ”

Han Ji stared at her: "You just want to knock me?" So cheap for me. ”

"Yo, after becoming the prince, the waist board has also become thicker, right?" Shen Yan raised his eyebrows.

He raised his lips: "Of course, I'm also about to marry a wife, so I can't even afford a meal." ”

After thinking about it, he put the cup, and then took out the flat nanmu box from his arms, put it on the table, and pushed it to Shen Yan.

"What's that?" Shen Yan asked.

"A birthday gift." He said.

Shen Yan paused, stuffed the orange in his hand into his mouth, and reached out to open the box.

"Hey, it's this!" She whispered.

It contained the same little cold iron dagger he had seen in Marseille, and if I remember correctly, it was the one he had won back. At the time, I thought it was very rare, but when I held it in my hand at this time, I felt that it was very good.

"Well, it's it."

Looking at the way her eyes lit up, the corners of his lips couldn't help but show a hint of tenderness. "You'll have this on your body from now on, and it's much better than your fruit chipping knife. Although it is not said that the iron is like clay, even if the other party is wearing armor, it is okay if you want to stab him. Then he looked at her again, "You like to run around, and safety is the most important thing." ”

"Why give me such a treasure?" After handling so many valuable things, Shen Yan still has some appreciation.

Why did you give her such a treasure, how can you explain this? At that time, he didn't even know what he wanted, only that she lacked one such knife, so he did it wholeheartedly. When he saw it, he only felt that it was suitable for her, where would he go into detail about what the reason?

He was silent and said, "No one in my family can use this, and since you say that I am not righteous, then I will use it to show my loyalty." ”

Shen Yan pondered for a moment, put the knife back in the box, pushed it back and said, "I don't want it." ”

No? Han Ji frowned: "Why?" ”

Shen Yan sighed and looked at the dagger with his forehead propped up, "Actually, what I want is a treasure!" But men and women don't kiss, and if my father knew that I had taken such a thing from you in private, I was afraid that he would chop off my hand first and then look for you desperately. That's not worth it. ”

Han Ji was slightly stunned, it turned out to be for this.

He didn't know that Shen Mi would have such a tough side, but although she said that she was exaggerated, she was very reasonable.

But he was a little depressed, this was the first time he had sent something to her, but he didn't expect to touch his nose.

And the most important thing is not this, things are small, but she doesn't care at all, doesn't she see why he sent things to her, why he spent all this time with her to spend time here? Could it be that she really thinks that he has nothing to do in this world, and he has so much money that he is hot?

"If you don't want it, you don't want it." He reached out and snatched the box back and stuffed it into his arms.

Then he got up and sat down on a soft chair in the low window, staring at the stage below with a strained face.

He even said that if he turned his face, he would turn his face!

Shen Yan glared at him, walked to his right hand and sat down, "It's my birthday today!" ”

"So what?" He looked at her coldly.

"As a man, as a friend, you have to be respectful of me!" She said with a sense of confidence.

Han Ji was speechless, and simply turned his head to watch the play.

After arguing and quarreling, the downstairs show also began. turned out to be dramas such as "The Legend of the White Snake" and "Seven Fairies" that are suitable for girls' families.

Shen Yan was also quickly attracted by the drama.

Han Ji hadn't spoken since he sat down, and his face had never been even again. After singing the play, Shen Yan glanced at his stinky face when he turned his head to take tea, thought about it, and reached out to poke him.

He didn't react except for his face getting more and more stinky.

Shen Yan picked up an almond and smashed it on his arm again.

He raised his eyes to glare at her, slamming the almond plate to the ground.

After such a while, Shen Yan had already put the unhappiness of being left out in the back of her mind just now, she stretched out her finger and poked him again.

He glared at him angrily, and before he could withdraw his gaze, she crouched over a few cases and grinned at him.

Han Ji didn't want to pay attention to her, but when he faced her with no face and no skin, the unhappiness in his heart disappeared again.

Those eyes were close at hand, so clear that they seemed to be able to illuminate the good and evil in the world, and this little face could be blown and broken, making him want to get close to someone for the first time in his life...... There is a spring tide surging in my heart, and the babbling singing voice from the audience makes people drunk and infatuated, and it is difficult to help themselves.

"Drink tea!" Shen Yan made him a cup of tea and looked at him with his cheeks raised.

Han Ji also looked at her and didn't speak.

The silence in the room made his heartbeat seem clear. He turned his face away, looked downstairs, helped her to make a cup of tea, endured the slight movement in his heart, and said in a rambling voice: "Do you think that if you refuse my things, just make a cup of tea?" ”

"And what do you want?" Shen Yan said.

He lazily said, "My hands hurt." ”

"Hand pain?" Shen Yan sat up, "What does it matter to me that my hands hurt?" ”

He glared at her: "You bite, you are responsible!" ”

At this time, Shen Yan was speechless.

She remembered that she had indeed bitten him in the carriage on the day she had returned from the palace. But it was also his nonsense that annoyed her, so how could she be blamed?

She leaned down on the table, "What do you want?" ”

"Blow." He looked at the stage, raised his hand, and spoke in a tone like a ruffian.

Shen Yan stared at him and exhaled into that hand.

"Blow again."

She exhaled again.

The gentle air flow falls on the palm of the hand, like a feather gliding through, making people crispy and numb.

Only then did he glance at her, and with a bit of evil in his phoenix eyes, he leaned back in the chair contentedly.

Outside the window, there was snow, gently, itchyly, some sorrow and sorrow were gone, and this moment of time was full of sunshine and color, and as cheerful as a flowing stream.

How can this world be so beautiful. R1152