The storyteller was still spitting, and when Qingran had already peeled off the last melon seed, the melon seed kernel had piled up a hill on the table.

Hearing this, she couldn't help but glance at His Royal Highness King Zhennan's face out of the corner of her eye.

If you really want to follow the words, since Song Yuchen is a talented and well-known protector general and former prince, then no matter what he does, he should be very elegant and refined.

But now, he was lazily leaning back in his chair, one hand hanging loosely from her waist, and the other hand holding a folding fan that he had conjured out of nowhere, and the knuckles exposed on the outside of the sleeve were like warm and fine jade, a little more delicate than the delicate fan bones.

Song Yuchen has never been interested in things such as storytelling and singing songs, and maybe she was tired from traveling on the road, so she would sit here with her for a while.

Sitting and sitting, her eyes closed at some point, her dark eyelashes were motionless, and the hand that was pressed against her waist was motionless.

If it weren't for Shi Qingran's heart, just looking at the soft-boned and soft-tendoned dignity of His Royal Highness King Zhennan, he would be a prodigal rich boy, and it would be really difficult for people to overlap him with the invincible and terrifying Prince His Royal Highness who lived in the script.

Song Yuchen was still asleep, and Lang'er straightened his slender body, staring around without distractions, looking rigorous and vigilant at any time.

Shi Qingran had long been accustomed to her style of being a soldier, but she didn't stop her.

One is that I can't bear to stop it, and the other is that I can't stop it.

In Shi Qingran's memory, she was raised in captivity when she was a child, and after her father died, the closest people to her were her brother and Lang'er, the personal guard that her brother personally brought to her.

At that time, he was only a teenager, and the young owner of the Shi family, who had not yet performed the coronation ceremony, had already shown the sense of responsibility and command that a leader should have.

She wasn't allowed to go anywhere but the villa.

It's just a matter of putting her under house arrest unreasonably and unreasonably, and the most infuriating thing is that she doesn't give a reason.

Shi Qingran went to ask, and Shi Xuan put the folding fan together in a dashing manner, tapped it lightly in his palm, and then raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm willing." ”

So Shi Qingran began to fight wits and courage with her brother, but she had no choice but to be one foot taller and one foot taller, in addition to being physically trained and getting stronger and stronger, she never managed to take advantage of it.

As the old saying goes, the better your body, the more you will get sick.

Even if he was cared for so carefully, at the age of twelve, Shi Qingran still had a rare illness.

It was just an ordinary cold, but she had been ill for more than half a month, and now her brother grabbed the handle, so that winter, the scope of her activities was narrowed from the entire mountain villa to a mansion and the square inch yard in front of the mansion.

The place is small, and there are few people to serve, except for the lane, the servants around her come and go, and every time they come, they are strange faces, and they don't talk to her much.

After the winter, in addition to taking care of her diet and daily life, there are more small maids who go in and out of the yard every day, and they come to clear the snow.

When it began to snow, they began to work, and firmly remembered Shi Xuan's words, and worked extremely seriously, not even half a snowflake was seen in the square inch yard, and it became the only black scar in the white pink carved jade.

At that time, Qingran was still young and was in the most rebellious period, so she decided that this must have been arranged by her brother.

Don't let her go out, even Xue won't let her play, and force her to read and write all day long, it's just inexplicable and unbearable! So the eldest lady of the Shi family, who had pretended to be obedient for more than ten years, was angry, and replaced the pear blossom fragrance usually used in the room with the ecstasy incense she made herself, and successfully put down a little maid who had no guard and a little maid who was affected by the pond fish.

Then she ran out with joy, and played for a long time in the courtyard, her cheeks turned red, and her ten fingers looked like carrots that had just been dug out of the ground.

She had a lot of fun, but she was frozen enough, she smoothly climbed over the wall, smoothly covered in snowflakes, and was smoothly caught by her angry brother.

The result is naturally very clear, from the master to the servant, there is a punishment for those who have wronged.

But the master is the master after all, and the so-called punishment is just a few words of understatement by poking his head and saying that it is over, and the punishment of all the little maids on duty that night in the courtyard is to kneel on the bluestone slab under the eaves for two hours.

Shi Qingran didn't dare to go out to see, it is said that after kneeling, he screamed again and again, and the cold bluestone slab became a toothless beast, quietly biting people's bones, and when they were crying and kneeling to stand up, they took away a layer of tender skin and flesh.

The screams and sobs were accompanied by the falling of fine snowflakes, like souls struggling to crawl out of the oil pot of hell, dense and pervasive, drilling through the crack of the door narrower than a hair, with a touch of horror in the desolation.

It was the first time that Shi Qingran felt so at a loss, and for the first time, he felt that the door panel that was as heavy as the city wall on weekdays was so thin, so thin that it couldn't even isolate the human voice.

At a loss, she finally lowered her head and said, "I don't need so many people to serve, you can take them all away." ”

At that time, Shi Xuan was already two heads taller than her, and he was very tall, even if he didn't say a word, he just stood up and walked there, and he had a calm and free aura.

So he didn't make much effort to see through the paper tiger aura that his sister had held up at a glance, but he didn't break it, only gently blew away a few pieces of debris suspended on the surface of the tea, and said lightly, "Take them away, no one will sweep the snow in your yard, what if you fall on the freeze?" ”

Shi Qingran was quite unconvinced, "Can I just figure it out myself?" ”

"What can you think of, I'll hear it." Shi Xuan raised his eyebrows and sneered.

Although he said that, he didn't leave her half a room to speak.

He was already sharp-tongued, and his tongue was naturally good, and after a moment of gentleness was broken, it was replaced by a bitter and angry scolding like a storm and a tsunami.

Before leaving, he threw down a sentence lightly, "Otherwise, it's okay if you are disobedient, but this way, I want you to think for you." ”