Hearing this, Chun Teng was so angry that he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed Xiao Yuko: "Xiao Yuko, don't deceive people too much, this is our Chunhua Palace!" You are going to bark and don't look at what kind of place this is! What about my humble status? Can you make a big fuss here here with the Third Highness? If the crown prince bullies the Third Highness, His Majesty will deal with it, not to mention you, a minion, beware of the Third Highness telling the Queen Mother to have someone skin you! ”

When Xiao Yuzi heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Haruteng, what are you fierce!" In the final analysis, we are all subordinates, who listen to errands. I'm just here to pass on a message, and this basket of apples was given to the Third Highness by His Royal Highness the Prince, do you like to accept it! ”

After Xiao Yuko's eyes widened and he finished speaking, he put a basket of watery apples on the ground, turned around and ran away with a weak heart, like a long-legged mouse.

"Whew!" Haruto spat at Yuko-chan's back, reached out and grabbed an apple in the basket, and smashed it hard at Yuko-chan's back! I only heard a bang, and the apple hit Yuko's brain, and Yuko in pain screamed and ran faster. The other palace people in Chunhua Palace couldn't help but laugh when they saw this, and they leaned forward and backwards with laughter.

Only Xiaoqi saw the basket of apples, walked towards Chunteng, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Chunteng, what should I do with this basket of apples?" Is it really for the Third Highness? ”

Chun Ivy looked at the bright red and pink apple, and thought for a few seconds before saying, "Throw it away, feed the rats." There is no shortage of apples in Chunhua Palace, and the ones sent by the East Palace are not good to eat. lest you harm Your Highness, and you don't know. ”

Xiaoqi nodded obediently, bent down to pick up the basket of big red and pink apples, and hurried towards the backyard.

The other palace people saw that Xiao Yuko was driven away, and Xiao Qi also went to work, and Haruti didn't dare to talk more, so they consciously dispersed, what should they do. The Chunhua Palace has returned to an orderly appearance.

Harutdo was worried that the prince was coming, and she frowned. Suddenly remembering that Ming Shiyin still asked her to bring tools, she stomped her foot with a sigh, reached out and patted her head, and ran to the treasury of Chunhua Palace very quickly.

The three highnesses make incense, and always like to use the most exquisite things, exquisite and gorgeous small incense burners, small names made of gold, and say that things are as small as a few dollars. It is indispensable to have a white and smooth satin, on which the slightest powder will leave an imprint. It's these little things, things that are difficult to take care of, and they have become Ming Shiyin's daily fun.

Although Haruto and the other subordinates complained from time to time, it was difficult to serve. But when I thought that it was my own highness, I was relieved. The smile of the Third Highness is enough to move, and it is even better than the queen's delicate appearance. Those who are often confused can only see his strengths, not his weaknesses. Even the obviously mean temperament, some people think it's a little cute.

After Chun Ivy walked into the storeroom, he saw that there was a lot of dust in the storeroom, and remembered that there was a rain last night, and the warehouse was flooded with moisture again. She frowned, thinking about His Highness's tools. It will not be affected by a damp breath and will be damaged.

Chunto carefully walked to the wooden shelf at the back of the storeroom, the big wooden shelf had more than a dozen layers, and there were very small things and objects in it. At waist-high heights on the wooden frame, Ivy saw the small objects and reached out to touch them. Fortunately, it was all clean and crisp, and there was no damage. Harudo's expression relaxed, she briskly picked up a few small objects, and hummed a little song happily.

Just as she was about to walk out of the big dreary wooden frame, she saw a peony in a nondescript corner of the storeroom, which had just grown and was ready to be released. Odd? There has never been a peony in Chunhua Palace? Where did this peony come from?

Chun Teng reached out and wanted to touch the peony, and when her fingertips touched the peony, she found that the peony was impressively growing on the ground, and it was still very tough! She tried a little harder, but she couldn't pull out this peony. At the same time, because of the proximity, Chun Teng smelled the strange fragrance on this peony, and the smell of this fragrance seemed to be similar to the peony that Ming Shiyin was fiddling with. Don't? Is this the peony in the womb?

Ivy wanted to pull out the strange peony with force, but she had a lot of delicate objects in her hands, and it was difficult to use force. Thinking that Ming Shiyin asked her to take the tools, she delayed left and right, and it was estimated that His Highness would be impatient to wait. Leave this peony alone for the time being, and deal with it later.

Thinking about it, Chun Teng simply said goodbye to the tough peony, spread his hand, hugged the things in his hand and hurried towards Ming Shiyin's bedroom.

When Chuntou pushed the door into the hall with something in his arms, Ming Shiyin was probably tired or bored, and he was lying on the desk and drowsy. Ivy immediately put away his hurried steps, not even daring to breathe. Ming Shiyin heard the sound, but was still awakened.

He raised his head and looked at Chun Teng with a clear gaze, it was a pair of slender eyes with a blurred look, the eyes were incomparably clearer than a pool of clear water, like stars imprinted in the clear river water, indescribable beauty, Chun Teng was stunned, and his little face couldn't help but redden.

His Royal Highness is so beautiful, a touching beauty, and this is so beautiful when he hasn't grown up to become an adult man. When he grows up, he will definitely be the most beautiful man in Tianxiang Country. Although Chun Teng thinks that it is always strange to describe a man with beauty, it is not more suitable than handsome or heroic. But it is only the beauty that best fits Ming Shiyin's appearance and temperament. If I had to use any other adjective, it would be beautiful!

"Chunteng, what are you doing standing there stupidly, have you brought anything?" Ming Shiyin got up and sat up straight, straightened his waist, and combed the messy long silver hair on his shoulders. He has a pair of plain hands, his ten fingers are white and slender, and the skin on his hands can be broken by blowing, and he is very well nourished.

"Back to Your Highness, bring it~" Chunteng Waner smiled, and Shi Shiran walked over.

It's not that I just looked at your beauty, I was stunned, otherwise I would be stupid! Your Highness, you always ask me to work, can you speak a little softer? Chuntou muttered in his heart, but he felt that His Highness was really good-looking, how could there be such a perfect person in the world, of course, only if he had a bad temper, all beings would be equal.

"Don't hurry up yet, wait for me to scold you before you move?" Ming Shiyin was upright, looking like he was waiting for someone to serve.

"Hey, Your Highness can scold if you want to, Ivy has a thick skin, and has been scolded all year round, and he has long heard calluses in his ears, and his face is thicker than the city wall!" Chunto pursed her lips and said jokingly, she reached out and carefully put the tools she was holding in her arms on the desk one by one, for fear that her hands would be heavy and broken.

Ming Shiyin looked at one neatly arranged tool after another, and then at the serious Ivy, and couldn't help but say something again.