It wasn't until many years later, remembering today's situation, that she finally woke up, but unfortunately it was too late.

In the current situation, Lang'er didn't speak with a cold face, and his eyes were unwavering, but he seemed to hide the slightest trace of emotion.

If it weren't for the fact that there was such a young man watching by her side, it is estimated that she would have wanted to rush over directly to knock out the young lady in front of her who couldn't speak but still liked to talk.

Shi Qingran had no doubt about this, so she decisively stretched out a hand and put it on Xingwang's shoulder.

Ordinary people's anger may be expressed in words or hidden in the heart, the former can be expressed in the face or muscles, and the latter may turn into a knot, which may dissipate over time, or it may accumulate and thinn.

The latter, by contrast, is obviously a little more terrifying.

And Shi Qingran thought that the situation in front of him was even more terrible than the latter.

She was quite calm, and she didn't seem to intend to say anything other than the word "miss".

Shi Qingran gave her a cold look on the back of her neck, and said weakly, "I'm really talking to you seriously......"

This time, he was no longer silent, nor was he standing so coldly.

But the actions she made made Shi Qingran more uncomfortable than being stared at by her.

Shi Qingran was only halfway through his words, and Lang'er took a step back suddenly, and knelt down in the blink of an eye.

The kneeling is crisp and neat, without dragging the mud and water.

She lowered her eyes, and her voice was always cold, "Miss, don't hurt me." ”

“......”

Lane Er said as if no one was around, "Miss and the young master have a very good relationship, the husband and wife Qin Se and Ming, I am from a humble background, my family is miserable, my fate is bad, thanks to the love of Miss, the slave maid just can't afford to enjoy it." ”

“......”

"And before Miss said this, did you ask the young master what he thought?"

Shi Qingran had a headache when he thought of Song Yuchen's suddenly gloomy and suddenly bright face, so he closed his mouth very interestingly.

After a while, he said, "...... You get up first, get up quickly. ”

Since the past, Lang'er has had a temperament that is completely inconsistent with her face that is not a city but is also stunning.

Touching her conscience, if Lang'er can be a little gentle, or pretend to be gentle and pretend to be more conscientious, then with her appearance, even the most handsome man in the world is definitely more than enough.

It's a pity that she doesn't seem to have the heart to think about this matter, or she refuses to show it even if she thinks about it, so her face is always extremely cold, and the coldness is mixed with the stubbornness of not approaching the living.

In the past, it was only like this in front of Shi Qingran alone, and this time in front of this little boy was no exception.

She stood up sharply as she continued her unfinished words, her ears clear as the cold voice as usual.

She said, "The young master has a very good relationship with the young lady, and he must be very reluctant to do anything to make the young lady sad. ”

Shi Qingran was shocked, "How do you see that he has a good relationship with me?" ”

The conscience of heaven and earth.

All the people around her, from Shi Xuan, who is the only one she can barely call an elder at present, to the rough maids who wash and burn the fire in the Zhennan Palace, can see that she, the princess, is not favored.

Not only is he not favored, but he also annoys the prince.

Even Shi Qingran herself thought that maybe she might have been fated with a bad word, and she happened to step on the scales of the bastard surnamed Song, so she was forced to end up like this.

Shi Qingran knew that Lang'er had always been extra calm, and I would not move even if the wind and rain hit, but I never thought that there would be someone in this world who could tell such a ridiculous lie in the world without changing his face.

Lang'er just stood still, didn't say a word after hearing this, opened the hem of his clothes and knelt on the ground again, his movements were very skillful, like walking with clouds and water, and his face was expressionless throughout the whole process.

Shi Qingran, "......"

Fighting a snake and hitting seven inches depends on experience and lessons.

Shi Qingran already thought that he was stupid, but after getting along with each other for so many years, Lang'er had already felt her seven inches clearly, and it was effortless to handle it.

Her knees were halfway bent, and Shi Qingran threw away her armor and stepped forward to support her.

Shi Qingran had a headache, "Can you not kneel on the ground at every turn......"

Lang'er's face didn't change, but her tone sounded like she had a headache more than her, "Then can Miss not play some messy crooked thoughts at every turn?" ”

“......”

"I'm thinking something wrong." Shi Qingran was so unjust that he came back to life, and seized the opportunity to say, "I just want to ask you, what do you think of Song Yuchen's people......"

Seeing that her face was about to change again, and her thin body was about to bend down, Shi Qingran's hand holding her did not spread, she held it tighter, and it was very rare to straighten her tongue smoothly at such a critical moment.

She hurriedly continued the second half of the sentence, "...... Can it be trusted? Don't let him dictate us and we can't figure it out ourselves. ”

Lang'er's knees straightened up again, and he turned half his head.

"Miss, is this what you wanted to ask me?"

It was so bad that he played the piano to the cow, and the cow finally reacted.

Shi Qingran couldn't care about feeling sorry for himself who had been wrongfully killed and had his fingers worn out by the strings, he was almost grateful, and his relief turned into sincerity, "Yes." ”

Eyes met, silent, embarrassed.

Lang'er pondered for a moment, as if she had fallen into deep self-doubt.

Shi Qingran felt that he could understand her very well, so he stepped forward to pat her shoulder in an empathetic manner, and a large number of words of consolation such as "If you think too much, you can correct it later" and "If you have it, you can change it, and if you don't do it, you will be encouraged" and so on.

She coughed softly, stepped forward slowly, and dispatched a reasonable look even more slowly.

After a moment of silence, Lang'er looked up and said calmly, "Are you sure you just wanted to ask this, didn't you change your words because your heart was weak?" ”

“......”

Shi Qingran's arm was raised in the air, and he instinctively retracted it when he heard the sound, but he couldn't return the way he came, and smashed it on the bluestone brick wall on the side with a "bang".

She subconsciously let out a painful cry, turned to the armrest, and without noticing, she personally rolled her legs into twists, and almost fell down in this narrow gap.

This behavior was really suspicious, which made Lang'er even more sure of the speculation in her mind.

So she decisively discarded the trace of uncertainty in her tone, and said indifferently, "Miss, there is no need to be so polite. ”

“......”

Shi Qingran was a little annoyed and angry, but looking at Lang'er's thin and bony hands, he quickly died down, and finally failed to get angry.