Su Qingran suddenly had a spirit, then shook his head and stopped looking at the man.

She didn't expect that she would stare at a man's back in a daze like a nymphomaniac, nor did she expect that the man's back with just one piano could make people think about it.

This kind of bearing suddenly reminds people of a sentence: Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Su Qingran's heart suddenly froze, but she knew that this feeling was not her own, but the memory of the original owner's body.

Could it be ......

"Let Zijin wait for a long time." Su Lingong glanced at Su Qingran's reaction with his spare eyes, smiled lightly with the victory in his hand, and then said to Mu Zijin in the hall.

Mu Zijin turned to Su Qingran and hugged his fists and said, "Mu Zijin has seen His Royal Highness the Prince, Princess Wushou." His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, very indifferent.

"No courtesy." Su Qingran said casually, and then looked at Mu Zijin's face.

Sure enough, it is better to be famous than to meet, this Mu Zijin's skin is really white, just like most literati; But because of the white skin, the handsome facial features look very distinct, especially the lips, which are almost as rosy as rouge.

Fortunately, although he is beautiful, he is not feminine at all; Especially those eyes, they look like they have an otherworldly taste, and people can't help but fall.

Just when Su Qingran was looking at Mu Zijin, Mu Zijin was also looking at Su Qingran.

Because he was also stunned, how could this be the carefree princess who had no ink on her chest and was extremely vulgar.

Today's Sanssouci Princess seemed to have been reborn, and she surprised him.

He saw that Princess Sanssouci was dressed in a light yellow dress, with a faint smile on her face, and her eyes were particularly good-looking, as if she had captured the stars.

And without the pollution of so many messy rouge gouaches, her unpowdered face looks delicate, and people can't help but look at her a few more times.

"The eyebrows are like green feathers, and the muscles are like mutton fat. The face is lined with peach petals, and the mustache is piled with golden phoenix silk. The fragrant face is more delicate than flowers, and a smile touches people's souls. Beauty should be like this. Somehow, Mu Zijin suddenly blurted out, and his eyes barely left Su Qingran.

Sure enough, it's different, such a carefree princess is really a proud daughter of the sky, such a face is definitely a great weapon to attract everyone's attention!

Superficial, don't think that if you praise me, I will let you go! Su Qingran said something in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest on his face, "Mu Gongzi praised it falsely, Mu Gongzi's face is also excellent, it must be above this princess, Mu Gongzi should not be humble anymore." ”

From beginning to end, Su Qingran looked at him with a smile on his face, and just looked at him with a smile.

But Mu Zijin could see that this smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, just being polite to him.

Mu Zijin's face changed, when did Princess Sanssouci become so sharp-toothed, these words were simply alluding to his feminine appearance.

Could it be that the collision knocked her obsession with this son away? No, this son will never believe it, this must be an attempt to get away with it.

Su Lingong didn't speak, he looked at the two of them indifferently, but when Su Qingran opened his mouth to sarcastically provoke Mu Zijin, his eyes were a little wavering, but his inner thoughts were the same as Mu Zijin.

"The princess said with a smile, Zijin is a scholar in a step-clothed dress, how dare she compare with the princess." Mu Zijin smiled lightly, looking at Su Qingran's eyes, extremely gentle.

He still doesn't believe it, he can't let Su Qingran show his feet with his beauty, usually he can be happy for a long time when he smiles a little bit at this princess.

But he was disappointed, Su Qingran didn't look at him at all.

"Brother Zijin and Wuwu, are you going to live up to this pot of fragrant tea from Prince Ben? The heat of this green leaf is just right, and when it is cold, there is no melodious and mellow taste. Su Lingong picked up a green jade teacup and sniffed it gently, looking intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Mu Zijin retracted his gaze, frowning shallowly and chuckling, like a touch of warm sunshine in spring, "This really disappoints the prince's good intentions, and it should be punished." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he also picked up a cup, closing his eyes and feeling the fragrance of tea across his throat.

"Good tea, worthy of His Royal Highness the Prince, mastering the heat of this tea so exquisitely, drinking it is fragrant, it is really evocative." Mu Zijin praised without hesitation, but this praise came from the heart.

Su Qingran was not interested in their performance and praise, and did not go to drink that cup of tea. Who knows if there will be the same poison in it as on the silver needle?

"Carefree, but don't you like this tea?" Su Lin Gong saw that the cup of tea in front of Su Qingran hadn't even moved, and couldn't help asking.

"Brother Huang misunderstood, but I don't know why I can't sleep for a long time these nights, so I don't drink tea anymore, just drink some water." Su Qingran replied freely.

"This tea happens to have the effect of calming the nerves, don't worry about trying it first, if you think the effect is good, then the prince will let people send some."

The corners of Su Qingran's mouth twitched slightly, "Then I have thanked the imperial brother first." Su Qingran saw that he couldn't dodge, and drank the tea like a strong man breaking his wrist, and he didn't even have time to taste the taste.

Drinking tea like a cow is really a tyrannical thing, and finally reveals his usual vulgar temperament.

Mu Zijin's contempt in his heart swelled up again when he saw Princess Sanssouci drinking tea like this, and he thought that she had really changed, but now it seems that it is not.

Su Qingran didn't care what they thought of her, anyway, she used to drink tea like this.

In her opinion, the ancients took a palm-sized cup and took small sips to sip it was simply pretentious, and of course they had to drink water happily, and they had to drink more than a dozen cups to quench their thirst according to their drinking method.

Just like that, Su Qingran stayed at the prince's place for an afternoon, she listened boredly to the prince and Mu Zijin chatting, and drank a belly of tea. But that didn't stop her upper and lower eyelids from fighting.

But fortunately, she didn't feel any discomfort, and it seems that the prince was not stupid enough to poison her.

She never understood what the prince wanted to call her over, did she just want to test that she was still as crazy about Mu Zijin as she was before?

Su Qingran looked forward to the moment when she finally left, she took a deep breath of the outdoor air after she came out, sighed that it is not easy to be a man, and it is even more difficult to be a princess, and then dragged a stomach full of tea and walked back slowly.

"The prince just let her go like this? Could it be that today is really just to invite her to tea? Mu Zijin's eyes were full of doubt and disbelief.

Su Lingong had a faint but cold smile on his face, and when he didn't say a word, the hearts of those who watched trembled.

He patted Mu Zijin on the shoulder, "If it were you, do you think the revenge of killing your mother will be avenged or not." Su Lingong's eyes were full of anger and forbearance.