"Su Yunge, you actually threatened this king for the sake of being a cripple." Mu Hanyun couldn't tell whether he was shocked or angry at the moment.

The understatement of the woman standing not far away was like the frost of the wax moon, which went straight to her heart.

The corners of Su Yunge's lips twitched slightly, and with a wrong step, he kicked hard at Mu Hanyun's heart.

She'd wanted to do that for a long time.

With a pop, Mu Hanyun was kicked off the lake.

Su Yunge stood on the side of the painting boat, looking at Mu Hanyun choking on water in the lake.

"Who threatened you? I'm just kindly reminding you to be careful in the future, in case you accidentally fall to death or choke to death by drinking saliva, it will be more than worth the loss. ”

Mu Hanyun floated on the surface of the lake, and the entourage on the side swam over to help him up, but he pushed him away.

He raised his head and looked at Su Yunge standing on the painting, her skirt was swaying, she was standing in the backlight, her face was a little blurred, and she could only see those eyes that were as clear as water.

In the blink of an eye, there were droplets of water falling, and a mist was confused.

"Su Yunge, you will regret it." He said word by word.

He is the dignified Seventh Prince, Su Yunge is just the daughter of Shangshu, does he want to rectify her and still worry about not finding a chance?

Su Yunge looked at Mu Hanyun's appearance of a water dog, and there were some doubts in his eyes. This guy is really sick, obviously he was the first to speak disrespectfully, insulting her innocence and belittling Rong Qianhiro, but where did this abandoned appearance come from.

"If you are sick, why not give up treatment?"

After throwing down a sentence, he turned around and left, regardless of whether Mu Hanyun understood it or not.

When I entered the painting boat, I saw that Rong Qianxun was pouring tea, holding the teapot with his slender fingers, and the tea was slowly poured into the white jade cup, which made a small sound with the bottom of the cup.

"Yunge, do you have anything you want?" Rong Qianxun heard the footsteps entering the door and asked softly.

"Huh? What the? This brainless question made Su Yunge a little unable to react for a while.

"Dowry, what do you want?" Rong Qianxun asked again.

Su Yunge sat beside him, picked up the white jade cup and took a sip. said the dowry so early, what could she want, this life has already been stolen, and this past year has been stable.

"You see, I don't really want anything."

Rong Qianxun looked at her for a long time, "You deserve the best." ”

Su Yunge listened to this extremely gentle voice, and the hand holding the cup shook slightly.

Here it is again, and this feeling of pampering the dead is here again. What the hell is going on with this Dingbei King?

Just as he was about to speak, a figure suddenly rushed in and said quickly in Rong Qianxun's ear:

"The little lady is sick, the old lady asks you to go back quickly."

Little Miss? When Su Yunge heard this title, she already understood in her heart that she was her future daughter.

When Rong Qianxun heard this, he didn't have any mood swings at all, and his voice was smooth, but he was no longer spoiled and gentle.

"Someone is guarding, and I am not one missing."

He didn't shy away from Su Yunge, and just said the words that were almost ruthless so lightly.

Su Yunge was a little surprised in her heart, she thought that he should like that little lady very much.

When Ah Da heard his prince's expected answer, he didn't think about it, turned around and retreated.

Rong Qianxun continued to talk to Su Yunge, as if the cold heart and cold feelings just now were just an illusion.

His voice is as comfortable as the warm sun of March, and he can always provoke one topic after another, so the harmony between the two is very harmonious, but the harmony will always be broken.

"Lord Wang, Miss Chu Xin is here."