Huanhuan closed his eyes, and his waist was really surrounded by a powerful arm. She raised her eyes, not like in the book, to a pair of affectionate eyes.

"Girl, come home with me."

The moment he landed, the man let go of Huanhuan's waist and bowed humbly to her.

Huanhuan hid his hand in his sleeve, secretly grabbed the dagger, and said forcefully: "Unless you tell me, who are you?" ”

"The girl doesn't have a choice."

"I'm a little too sure."

With that, Huanhuan took out the dagger in his sleeve and pressed it against his neck, looking at him threateningly.

It goes without saying that Huanhuan plans to exchange the most indiscriminate death for a chance to go out of the house and wander in style.

"Girl, do you think that if this is the case, I will have no choice?"

"What do you mean?"

Huanhuan's hand holding the dagger tightened a little, and she was suddenly unsure if it was Li Zerong who had sent her to watch over her.

Before he could see whether the gravel had fallen into his fingertips, Huanhuan's wrist was struck by something, and his fingers suddenly let go of the dagger that he was still holding.

It's amazing!

Huanhuan confessed, but she was determined not to go back to the house with him, so she squatted down in shame and picked up the dagger and tied it around her waist. Then he looked at the man carefully, and suddenly had an idea, and said in a pleasant voice: "I went out of the mansion, but it was actually for the prince." ”

The man ignored her, not believing her.

Ke Huanhuan still explained to himself: "I want to go out of the house, buy needlework and thread, brocade cloth, and sew a purse for Zerong." ”

Huanhuan was awkward when she said the word Zeei, but in order to make the person in front of her trust her, she didn't mind saying more meaty things.

"Do you know that it won't be long before it's Tanabata. The prince treats me so well, I will definitely give him a purse and send it to the lovesick ......"

Huanhuan was still frowning his eyebrows and making up the reason for his departure, seeing that the person's expression was still as resolute and indifferent as Fang Cai, he looked at her with a smile, and his heart was empty.

Well, she had a showdown. His face was no longer gentle, his face was cold, and he turned around.

"Girl, please go home with me."

"I said, no!"

"That girl, don't blame me for being rude."

Huanhuan heard the sound of footsteps behind him, and fled. She herself understands that everything is in vain. It is impossible for me to escape from him.

Just as she felt some strong force pull her shoulders back, she saw a familiar figure not far away, her long inky hair fluttering in the wind, and a pair of red jade beads shining in the sun.

It's the master she has only known for a short time, Nan Ember Chen!

With the mentality of asking for help, Huanhuan shouted at him, "Master! Master, come and help me. ”

"Slave!"

Nan Yanchen saw her, and when he saw her calling herself, he immediately ran up regardless of his image, what Nine Heavens God Emperor had to pay attention to when he came into the world, and what the god of the Tiantai of the Key Country Division had a heavy etiquette, all of which were left behind by him at that moment. As long as his little apprentice needs it, he will do his best to appear in front of her, for her, thousands of times!

"God wishes you."

Huanhuan saw the person who was about to arrest her and return to the house, and raised his hand and fist to salute him. I couldn't help muttering in my heart, how could I let so many people know the god I worshipped, Zhu Master.

Nan Ember didn't care about these things, he waved his hand lightly, squeezed out a reluctant smile and said, "General He, why is this?" ”

Checkmate? The person who watched over him turned out to be a general. Huanhuan couldn't help but look back at the man, she clearly remembered that there were only two surnames in the world's famous military generals' families, the He family and the Guan family, and most of the military generals came with these two surnames. How can there be a general with the surname He?

"Lord Shenzhu, I misremembered my surname, and I am in the Xiawu Hou Mansion."

"Hahaha, that might be wrong."

Nan Yanchen smiled brightly, reached out and patted General He's shoulder, just like calling Li Zerong wrong that day.

"It doesn't matter."

"Slave, I'm coming to see you today."

When Huanhuan heard this, he couldn't help laughing, isn't this obvious? Huanhuan looked at the music sheet he was holding in his hand and knew that he had come to deliver the music score again.

"Girl, please come home with me."

"I'm not going home, I still have something to do."

Huanhuan refused, looking at the embarrassment that flashed on He Quan's face, feeling inexplicable. She suddenly had an idea, why not use the name of Lord Shenzhu to justifiably follow Nan Ember to practice the flute?

"That, He Quan, my master is going to take me to Fengxian Residence to practice the flute, you go back first, you don't have to follow."

He Li raised his eyes to look at the woman who called her full name, and when she saw the snickering joy in her eyes, she felt a sense of helplessness in her heart. Wen Sheng said: "Girl, the prince will return to the house soon." ”

What does Li Zerong have to do with her coming back? Huan Huan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this. Unexpectedly, Nan Yanchen's words made her feel ashamed.

"Nu'er, when did you and I agree to go to Fengxian Residence to practice the flute? You're lying. Nan Ember said righteously.

Aside from smiling, Hwan Hwan didn't know what else he could do. This is the second time that her master has dismantled her stage.

"However, if the slave wants to practice the flute with me, it is the best, and the Fengxian Residence is also a good place."

When Huanhuan saw that he was willing to take him out of the palace, his heart jumped and he nodded again and again.

"Girl..."

He Li wanted to speak to obstruct him, but he was gagged by Nan Yanchen's words.

"General He, if the sixth prince asks, he will say that he was taken away by me, you know me."

Huanhuan noticed that when Nan Ember said this, he had an unquestioning tone, a sense of majesty in the monarch's words. Especially in the last sentence, you know me, there is a kind of ruthlessness.

Huanhuan couldn't help but be curious, what did he know? Knowing the peculiarity of his identity? Or do you know something else about him? At that moment, her perception of Nan Ember Dust changed subversively.

"Please also ask God to allow me to follow the girl."

"Slave? But General Xu He followed. ”

Nan Ember looked at Huanhuan with some kind of expectation hidden in his eyes, waiting with bated breath for her answer.

"Come on, he is very good at martial arts and can protect us."

Huanhuan shook off these words, and ran towards the long street where she missed so much with cheerful steps, and she decided to buy a lot of grape stuff and osmanthus cakes to put in the dining cabinet this time.

Nan Ember watched Huanhuan frantically buy food all the way, and couldn't help but look distressed at He Quan, who was carrying a bunch of things behind him. I was secretly refreshed, thanks to letting He Li come with me.

He Wei frowned, looking at the boxes of items in his hands with a disgusted expression, and suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen such a person in his current situation when he was young.

"Nu'er, is it true that you said you want to go to Fengxian Residence with me to practice the flute?" Nan Yanchen took a string of sugar gourds in his hand and naturally handed it to Huanhuan, and said flatteringly, "I recently learned two more Western Regions Hudi songs, and the aftermath is very beautiful. Do you want Master to teach you? ”

"Fake, don't want to."

Huanhuan took the sugar gourd, lifted the veil lightly with one hand, and bit down on the two sugar gourds, the sweetness entered her throat, making her feel too sweet, and after swallowing two of them, she habitually handed them to Nan Yanchen. Huanhuan didn't know why, when she was with Nan Yanchen, she was in a relaxed state and felt at ease, just like when Ling'er was by her side before.

Nan Yanchen looked at the string of sugar gourds that might be stained with Huanhuan's saliva, and stared at them for a long time, and finally the ghost gently bit down on a sugar gourd, and tasted the sweetness on the tip of his tongue, in fact, he had never eaten sugar gourds. The first time he ate this sugar gourd, he felt that his teeth were about to be sweetened. But when he turned his head to look at the gentle and watery Huanhuan with his eyebrows, he couldn't help but bite down on the next one. I secretly guessed in my heart that the slave must have a sweet tooth......

Nan Yanchen felt strange feelings, and he didn't understand what kind of strange power it was, so that he, who had always been spicy, ate two sweet and greasy sugar gourds in a row.

Just as Nan Ember was savoring this feeling, his face was already flushed. He Qi noticed his abnormality, this kind of change, he had seen on Li Zerong's face.

"Then you're going to go shopping and go back?" Nan Yanchen came back to his senses and looked at the remaining sugar gourd in his hand, a little embarrassed.

"Naturally, Ling'er is still waiting for me."

"Ling'er is the little girl who stopped you from leaving the house that day?"

"Yes."

Huanhuan walked into a cloth shop, pretending to be an expert, pinching and touching.

The shopkeeper saw her dress, although she was covered with a veil, but her temperament was clear. and the two people behind her, especially He Quan, who was carrying a full load of goods, knew that he had met a "nobleman" today. Hurriedly stepped forward and nodded his head and said, "This young lady, what kind of fabric do you want to pick and what are you going to do it for?" ”

"A piece of light blue brocade cloth, plus some needlework."

"What colors of needlework does the girl want?"

"I'm going to sew a purse, but I don't know what color thread I want."

"It's good to sew a purse, give it to your beloved, and always accompany it for the rest of your life. What did the girl want to sew? ”

Huanhuan was asked, but Ling'er didn't tell her what she wanted to sew, just some needles and threads. Just as Huanhuan was about to open her mouth and go through all the colors of embroidery thread, she heard He Qi, who had been standing at the door, speak.

"Girl, Begonia, the prince also loves Begonia."

When Huanhuan heard this, he couldn't help but reddened the tips of his ears, why did this sentence sound a little ambiguous? She bought needlework for Ling'er, and she didn't really sew a purse for Li Zerong, this He Qian took it seriously.

"Slaves like begonias?"

Nan Ember Dust held a ball of gold thread and walked towards Huanhuan.

"I don't like it!"

Huanhuan denied it sharply, and when she mentioned Begonia, she remembered the past and remembered the princess's vicious methods. Seeing the shining gold thread in Nan Yanchen's hand, she took it and held it in her hand to look at it carefully.

"Girl, be careful, this gold thread is transported from Dongli Kingdom, a rare item, a foot can be sold for one tael." The shopkeeper looked at the golden thread ball in Huanhuan's hand distressedly, and couldn't help but remind.

"Are you afraid that we won't have the money to buy it?"

"This son, it's not a matter of money, this gold thread is embroidered into the pattern, which is very beautiful. Every year, many girls come to the store to wait for this gold thread, and this gold thread only arrived two days ago. I have to keep some for those infatuated young ladies, so naturally I look a little precious. Childe is not strange. ”

"I want ten feet of gold thread, and one of all colors of embroidery thread, and a brocade cloth from all colors."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately took action, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Slave, can you embroider a purse for me?"

"Huh?"

"Don't adults know the meaning of an unmarried woman's purse?" He Qi leaned against the doorrail and sneered.

Huanhuan knew what He Qi meant, not so much to remind Nan Yanchen as to remind Huanhuan. The corners of Huanhuan's mouth lifted slightly, and seeing that He Qi deliberately asked like this, out of revenge, she turned her head to Nan Yanchen and said gently: "If the master doesn't think the slave is clumsy, the slave will sew a purse for you with his own hands." ”

"Girl......" He Qi stood stunned, looking at Huanhuan with complicated eyes, and stopped talking.

Huanhuan gestured and showed a smug smile to He Quan.

Nan Yanchen remembered, and the shopkeeper said: It's good to sew a purse, give it to your beloved, and always accompany you for the rest of your life.