In the spring of March, Shaohua is bright and warm, and you can see willow green flowers everywhere, grass and warblers flying, Shi Qingran sits in the carriage, and her beautiful little face is a piece of vegetables.

"The prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

Wherever the carriage passed, the people on both sides of the street, who had been shouting or punching, bent down one after another, like a reed bent by the wind. Shi Qingran blinked to see if the window of the carriage could accommodate his size to pass through neatly.

Originally, she thought very safely, today she dressed up in disguise, went to the newly opened teahouse on the corner of the street to listen to the storytelling all day, if it wasn't for the emperor's holy decree falling, she would have to invite Song Yuchen to have a family banquet of this Laoshizi, at this moment she should be sitting in the upper hall of the teahouse, her ears, eyes, mouth and nose are all light and elegant, not like this.

But if you jump off the carriage now, it should be too late.

Shi Qingran sighed for a moment, and involuntarily moved to the window, and as soon as his hand touched the brocade curtain, his wrist was held by a slender hand stretched out in the air, and then a long figure was pressed.

In fact, Song Yuchen didn't need to speak at all, just standing in front of her like this, the oppressive momentum of the mountain rain was naturally revealed, but this person also had a mouth that didn't say anything, but if he said it, he would turn her around like a marionette.

That's it at the moment, Song Yuchen glanced at her condescendingly and very oppressively, and then opened his mouth lightly, "What are you doing?" ”

Shi Qingran almost told the truth in his heart, but when he saw his cold eyes, the words turned around when they came to his mouth, "I'll take a look at the scenery...... Oh, so many people like you. ”

But these words didn't seem to please him, Song Yuchen opened his eyes and glanced over, and said lightly, "Come here." ”

Shi Qingran suddenly became worried, for fear that he had already seen through her thoughts and planned to do something in the carriage to punish her.

But in fact, Song Yuchen didn't say anything, just pressed her head on her lap, and then her slender fingers brushed her cheek and straightened her head.

Shi Qingran thought that he was going to give himself a splash of blood on the street in broad daylight, so he was so frightened that he instinctively struggled.

Song Yuchen's light voice fell gently, "Don't move." ”

Shi Qingran stiffened for a moment, and said with a sad face, "But your legs are too naughty......"

Song Yuchen didn't speak again, but just pressed her on his lap again, which was not at all different from Fang Cai's position, and then his hand scratched and scratched the back of her head several times, and then said naturally, "Okay." ”

Shi Qingran felt a chill on her back, her head was heavy, and when she reached out and touched it, the three thousand green silks she deliberately scattered on her back were gone, and a loose bun had been tied, pinned by an oblique hairpin, not the one she brought when she went out.

Song Yuchen slapped her hand unceremoniously, "Don't move, it'll be messed up again later." ”

Shi Qingran didn't want to go out today, but she was forced to think of a way again, wanting to pretend to be a maid and mix in the pile, and when he couldn't find himself, he should naturally leave, and the maid must not be married, so she simply scattered all the three thousand green silks in the back of her head, and only loosely pinned a plain silver hairpin, but she didn't expect to be caught by him in the carriage.

While sighing, Shi Qingran felt that he had gained a lot today.

It turns out that Song Yuchen will also tie women's hair, and he will carry a hairpin with him when he goes out.

Before marrying him, Shi Qingran had heard some rumors in the market, and the women said that he was suave and suave, and he owed a lot of peach blossoms before, but now it seems that the rumors seem to be more certain, and there is really no wind and no waves.

He pulled her body up, and looked at each other, but his eyes fell on the bun behind her head, and his eyes were bent meaningfully, barely a breezy smile, "I'm not bad." ”

Shi Qingran thought in his heart that even if you put a flower out of the back of my head, I wouldn't be able to see it, so he replied sweetly, "It's good-looking, it's so good-looking." ”

Shi Qingran thought that he would be happier like this, and she would naturally feel better when his mood improved, but she didn't expect that she still underestimated the speed of this person's face change.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, Rumo's eyes narrowed slightly, and then said lightly, "When you come back at night, copy the house rules five times, and give them to me tomorrow." ”

Shi Qingran's face immediately collapsed, "If you don't write, you can't do it, you see I have agreed to follow you into the palace......"

"Yes." He agreed quickly, but before the woman on his lap could rejoice, he continued slowly, "Or copy the house rules five times, or I'll send the dog you have to the kitchen and add a dish tonight." ”

Shi Qingran felt that he was about to cry, "Song Yuchen ......"

"Or, you have a third option."

He curled the corners of his lips and whispered in her ear.

Shi Qingran's face instantly turned red, "No, no, no, no......"

"You don't have a choice now, I regret it." Song Yuchen narrowed his eyes.

Shi Qingran's teeth itched, and he hated himself for a while that he had forgotten that in addition to messing with flowers and grass, he was also a good hand at turning his face and not admitting it.

The sound of kneeling and greeting all around was endless, and the tide was like one after another, and it had not been broken since she had just left the palace gate, and one by one it entered her ears, causing Shi Qingran to frown, and unconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her forehead.

Song Yuchen glanced at her, "What's wrong with you, you're not feeling well?" ”

Shi Qingran was about to shake his head habitually, when he suddenly thought of something again, his eyes lit up, he coughed a few times, and forced out a few tears that would not fall, "Yes, cough cough...... I...... The concubine will be dizzy when she rides in the carriage, and she feels a little like vomiting at this time. ”

As she spoke, she pretended to move a little closer to Song Yuchen, her cheeks swelled, and she looked as if she was really going to vomit. His lips were facing Song Yuchen's favorite dark blue clothes.

The light voice fell coldly with a smile, "If you want to vomit, you can vomit, I happen to feel uncomfortable wearing silk clothes recently, and I want to try dog skin." ”

Shi Qingran Carp straightened up, thinking to himself, you are a prince, do you think about my dog all day long?

Song Yuchen blinked, "Isn't it uncomfortable?" ”

"It's uncomfortable." Shi Qingran looked sincere, and squeezed out a smile, "Can you put me down here?" In case I enter the palace like this and spit in front of the Jinluan Palace, I'm afraid you will come back with my head today. ”

Song Yuchen finally lifted his eyelids and looked at him with condescension, his head tilted slightly, "You don't want to enter the palace?" ”

How do you say it as if you just found out, this surprised tone, if the expression is more in place, you don't have to be a prince, just go to be a play, and make sure you can be the top card, ah no, head corner.

Shi Qingran sneered, with a bag of tears in his eyes, "Then can you put me down now?" "Before entering the Xuanwu Gate, everything is still in time.

Song Yuchen bowed slightly, the corners of his lips were hooked, revealing a breezy and moonlit smile, and there seemed to be a little cold frost and snow between his eyebrows, "No." ”

Shi Qingran wailed in his heart, feeling that he was probably the most miserable princess in the past, and raised his head to look back at the sky, but only saw the carriage surrounding the roof of the dark blue gold patterned material.