"Okay!"

Zhao Wenliang was in a happy mood, his heart was filled with the girl's smile, and even the bare and withered old trees in the snow became a crippled beauty in his eyes at this moment.

Shen Yanjun rubbed his paper umbrella and decided to take him to see the milk tea shop.

Two people have an umbrella, shrouded in snow, floating on a layer of hazy beauty.

A horse-drawn carriage galloped by.

"Yan-kun! Dodge! ”

Zhao Wenliang pulled Shen Yanjun behind him suddenly, and stood in front of her without hesitation, his eyes reflecting the galloping Baoxiang carriage, and the glass lights at the corners of the carriage jingled.

Shen Yanjun lowered his phoenix eyes, scolded "fool" in a low voice, grabbed Zhao Wenliang's arm with one hand, and flashed to the side of the street the moment the carriage collided.

Zhao Wenliang's heart was beating violently, and his eyes were full of disbelief when he looked at himself safe and sound......

Over there, Shen Yanjun had already stepped forward and grabbed the yellow curtain of the carriage, gritting his teeth: "Yanfeng, will you drive the carriage?" ”

The carriage came to a steady stop on the street.

Yan Feng was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, it wasn't him who wanted to hit Shen Gongzi, it was His Royal Highness...... saw Shen Gongzi having a private meeting with other men.

"Shen Gongzi, I'm really sorry, the horse was frightened and couldn't stop, and I didn't see you clearly."

Shen Yanjun ignored Yan Feng's explanation, at this time she lifted someone's curtain and faced a pair of narrow and dark cold eyes.

Helian Qi's body was gloomy and cold, and he felt extremely uncomfortable when he thought of the scene where the young man shared an umbrella with others just now.

He was uncomfortable, his face was white and scary, and Shen Yanjun's heart trembled.

"Your Highness, are you alright? Isn't it frightened by a frightened horse, as if it is about to die at any time? ”

Yan Feng's legs were weak, and he desperately glanced at Shen Yanjun, as if to say: Shen Gongzi, you can't speak, how good it is to keep your mouth closed, presumably His Royal Highness can't bear to blame you when he looks at your beautiful skin.

Helian Qi raised his eyes indifferently: "Where are you going?" ”

What does it actually mean: Why are you going with other men? I haven't been to the academy to look for the main hall for several days!

"I'm going to see my bubble tea shop, do you want your Highness to come along?"

Shen Yanjun just asked perfunctorily, but she didn't expect the cold man to nod, she immediately turned her head to look at Yan Feng:

"Yanfeng, I'm in such a hurry to go out today, is Your Highness in a hurry?"

The little scholar was stunned and blurted out: "Yes..."

But he was suddenly swept away by cold eyes, he trembled, and his tongue couldn't be straightened, "No, Your Highness went out to breathe without anything, and met Shen Gongzi, it was really the fate of the previous life!" ”

Shen Yanjun only thought he was joking.

Zhao Wenliang felt that the scholar of the Fifth Highness was very strange, and looked at him inquiringly.

A few people walked together in the milk tea shop, and the atmosphere was very weird.

Helian Qi and Yan Feng walked on both sides of Shen Yanjun left and right, like two flower messengers, but they didn't let Zhao Wenliang squeeze in.

Zhao Wenliang frowned: "Yanjun, it seems that the Taoli Festival has started at the beginning of the year, right?" ”

Shen Yanjun was excited, she almost forgot about this stubble, the winter night came early, and Xiangxue's girl reminded her to get ready early and go to the peach and plum festival with the people in the house.

Immediately looked at Helian Qi apologetically: "Your Highness, I have something to do tonight, so I can't continue to walk with you, and next time we'll see you again, I'll miss you!" ”

In order to prevent someone from letting her go, Shen Yanjun hurriedly pulled Zhao Wenliang's sleeve and took him away with a smoke.

"Next time" Helian Qi stared at the back of the young man running away, and muttered with thin lips, "When is the next time..."

In the eyes of Yan Feng, the master is a discarded and depressed appearance, and he is infatuated in the world.