When His Royal Highness King Zhennan pushed the door in, he happened to see Shi Qingran lying on the edge of the couch, with a crooked book spread out on his lap, his face was indescribably tangled, and his two eyebrows were entangled into a depressed pimple.

Song Yuchen's movements were very light, and the sound of opening and closing the door failed to alarm her. When he walked to the couch, he deliberately increased his steps, and even coughed lightly.

Shi Qingran was unmoved, and his brows furrowed even more worriedly.

Song Yuchen, "......"

In the splendid court, he is a prince who is not shocked by changes, he takes off his gorgeous clothes and puts on armor, and he is a general who orders the three parts of Xuanjia. But whether it is a prince or a general, His Royal Highness the personable King Zhennan can become a unique scenery in his own right, and the attention of the people will follow him closely wherever he goes, and such a degree of neglect is still unsuffered.

Not to mention being ignored by a woman.

After thinking about it for only a second, Song Yuchen decisively stretched out a slender and good-looking hand and grabbed Shi Qingran's chin accurately.

Shi Qingran, who didn't know the ripples in his heart, was shocked for a moment, and hurriedly looked away.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the two are silent.

"Ah...... You—You're back. Shi Qingran was dazed for a while, and finally clumsily squeezed out a few words with his tongue wide open, but it was not very decent—at least Song Yuchen's ugly face did not even ease at all after hearing it.

However, he didn't seem to intend to respond, only raised his chin slightly, and said condescendingly, "What are you looking at?" ”

Shi Qingran shook his head, "I don't know." ”

Song Yuchen glanced at her lightly, "Ran." ”

Shi Qingran was stunned for a moment, and there was some obvious suspicion from his words, but she blinked her eyes and opened her mouth again, but she didn't hold back half of her argument.

The conscience of heaven and earth, this time it's really not because she is stupid.

Although it sounded a bit far-fetched, Shi Qingran still raised his eyes full of undetermined sincerity and looked at him, trying to probe the tunnel, "I really don't know." ”

After returning from the firewood room, she carried her stomach full of seven up and eight times, fidgeting in the room for a full two incense sticks, and finally was slapped behind her with unbearable slapping, and her thin body was almost slapped out of a gap by her, and a stomach of shock and stunned was released along the gap for a long time, and then she fell on the couch with tears in her eyes.

Lang'er watched her act expressionlessly, and then indifferently pulled a notebook from the shelf and threw it to her, "Didn't the sage tell you that people are stupid and need to read more?" ”

Shi Qingran hurriedly grabbed the book and pinched it, took a break from the embarrassment, and quickly argued, "Which sage said such a thing?" ”

Lang'er said calmly, "The owner said." ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

Admittedly, she really couldn't figure out why Lang'er had such respect for a well-dressed beast like her brother, and even consciously and voluntarily classified him as a "saint". If Master Kong knew about this, he would probably be able to crawl to the head of Shi Xuan's bed in the middle of the night, and then stretch out ten fingers that were as thin as firewood to scratch his precious face.

However, she glanced around and saw that the expression on Lang'er's face was almost to the point of piety, so she was very amuseful not to say the little imagination in her heart.

If she provokes Song Yuchen, she will still have Lang'er to protect her, but if she provokes Lang'er, she may end up with no corpse, not to mention that the bastard surnamed Song will not only not save her, but may also help Lang'er dig a pit and fill in the soil.

Shi Qingran silently crackled the abacus, and it didn't take much effort to sort out the stakes, and then he was a little solemn, "Okay, I know, you go and get busy with your first." ”

Lang'er didn't intend to be polite to her, and before she could finish speaking, she turned and left, and she smelled a strong aroma of ham elbow from a distance.

Her face was calm, and her heart was clear—

Isn't the ham elbow as heavy as this young lady who is so stupid that she can't take the stage?

Song Yuchen still looked at her expressionlessly with his eyes down, and his eyelashes didn't tremble.

I don't know what Song Yuxun said to him when he entered the palace today, why does this fetal god seem to be in a bad mood.

Princess Zhennan, who was grabbed by her chin, didn't realize that her current description was no different from the bald duck on the street that had been stripped of its fur and hung on an iron shelf, smelling the cold fragrance wafting from Song Yuchen's wrist bones, and even felt very untimely and unexpected.

Before she could open her mouth and explain, the pair of legs and feet that had been pressed for too long were numb first, and twitched uncontrollably, and the book fell down the skirt and rubbed against the knees, and fell to the ground with a "pop".

Song Yuchen stuck her chin and didn't move, and her eyes moved slightly to the ground.

"I'll pick it up—"

Before the words fell, she watched as Song Yuchen's slender body was easily folded into an elegant blade by himself, his long ink-colored hair hung on the waves of the silver-white robe, and when he straightened his waist again, the book had reached his fingers.

"Haha......" Shi Qingran laughed dryly twice and complimented, "It's amazing!" ”

Song Yuchen was still quite useful to her sycophant, her tense face eased slightly, and then she glanced at the page, and a little smile suddenly flashed from the corner of her dark eyes, "Ran Ran is so attentive, it seems that he has listened to what I said before." ”

Shi Qingran subconsciously responded, "Thank you, thank you—"

Immediately, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the three words "The Legend of the West Chamber" on the page, especially the illustration with an extremely fragrant and beautiful scene attached to the side of the three words.

Strange injustices through the ages!

She hurriedly said, "I didn't, I wasn't!" ”

"It's a little boring to look at it alone, do you want to tell me about it—huh?" Song Yuchen turned a deaf ear, deliberately suppressed his throat, pressed the tease that was full of wisps leaking out, and quietly touched half of her clothes belt as he spoke.

A cool cold wind drifted down the crack in the window to the back of the red-faced Princess Zhennan's hand, which made her involuntarily stir, and her heart "banged", reminding her in time that this was not the time to do these things.

Ahem, although she didn't have any problem with this kind of nephrite warm incense, there was still something to talk about!

Shi Qingran was almost knocked to death by the vigorous lust that muttered quietly in her heart, but fortunately, she still struggled to squeeze out an almost inaudible protest, "Song, Song Yuchen!" ”

It's a good time for me to push the door in at this moment.

Shi Qingran didn't have time to push him away, but he was disturbed by his cold and indifferent fragrance, and at this moment, he saw this disheveled appearance pressed on the side of the couch, and tilted his head and pretended to be dead.

In contrast, Lang'er seemed to be much more consciously active, her face did not change, ignoring the beautiful spring around her, and after putting down the dishes and chopsticks, she was blessed and retreated, "Lord Wang, use it slowly." ”