Yang Liniang is not smart, the whole plan is full of flaws, as soon as a few parties meet, things can be sorted out, Bai Qianfan is very disappointed in Yang Liniang, if people's hearts are broken, taking medicine will not work, knowing that it was Yang Liniang's ghost who caught the rape that night, but she was still willing to give Yang Liniang a chance, but she was disappointed again. In the end, what happened to Yang Liniang, she didn't ask, it was all up to Mo Rongmian.

Murong Mian naturally didn't tell her, lest she be a woman and not bear it in her heart. He took Yang Liniang to Goolan Courtyard, because he felt that kind of place was the most suitable for her, didn't he love to recommend his own pillow? That's her big stage.

After this incident, the relationship between Bai Qianfan and Murong Mian seems to have taken another step, Bai Qianfan often comes to Huailin Pavilion, and Murong Mian occasionally goes to the backyard to take a look at her.

Once in the past, when I saw her embroidering, my heart moved, this time it should have been embroidered for him.

He didn't say anything, he quietly stood behind and watched, Bai Qianfan was too focused on doing things, he didn't notice that there was someone behind him for a while, he accidentally pricked his hand, took a breath, and was about to make a move, but someone was faster than her, holding her finger in his mouth, the action was so fast that it made people smack.

“……”

“……”

Bai Qianfan, "Hehehe, Lord Wang, that, I'm fine." ”

Murong Mian took out his finger casually, "Well, it's okay, you're busy, I'll take a look elsewhere." "Stand up, put your hands behind your back, and slowly walk out of the door.

When I went out, I quickened my pace, and when I saw the road, I galloped for a while, and when I came to my senses, hey, where is this? He doesn't come to the backyard often, this place looks strange, and when he gets closer, he finds that it is an empty house, and the flat forehead on the top reads: Tingtao Pavilion. He remembered that this was the most remote courtyard in the backyard, and when it was first built, he had been here once, and after all these years, he had almost lost his impression.

He felt strange, how did he walk so far in an instant, touched his heart, it seemed that he was not beating so fast, he almost scared him so violently just now, he admitted that he was impulsive, because he cared for her too much, so he didn't think much about it, in fact, what was it, he just treated her as a sister, saw her prick her hand, and helped deal with it, there was no fuss, and there should be no fuss.

He settled down, stood up and walked back, and when he passed by the Lanyue Pavilion again, he walked straight over without squinting. But as soon as he entered the Huailin Pavilion, he saw her standing in front of his house and probing her brain.

He rejoiced in his heart, did he come to him? Standing still, trying to see what the hell she does?

She probed and asked Crimson, "Isn't my master in the house?" ”

He was so disappointed, he subconsciously hid in the shadows, not to find him, but to find Jia Tong, he always suspected that they had a problem, if so, it would not be easy to find out, he was not an unreasonable person, but the two of them kept saying that it didn't matter, they were both trustworthy, saying no, that is, no, he was willing to believe it, but since there was none, why did they keep mixing together?

Qihong replied to her: "Ye is not in the house, Jia Tong is definitely not there, and Ye may not ask him to follow in the mansion, you might as well ask Ning Jiu." ”

"Ning Jiu is practicing swords, and he doesn't like me watching from the side." Bai Qianfan was a little depressed, and hit the ground with his feet, "The master is not here, then I'll go back." ”

Crimson said, "Won't the princess leave after eating?" I'm going to make the princess's favorite pan-fried whitebait tonight. ”

Bai Qianfan cheered, hugged Crimson and shook it, "Sister is so good." Suddenly raised his head and glared at him, "It's not the ones I raised, right?" ”

"Of course not," Crimson looked at her amusedly, "Princess Shame can figure out that the ones you raised are not as thick as chopsticks, and they are not enough to stuff your teeth." ”

Bai Qianfan said that the wind is the rain, ran to the water tank to feed the fish, leaked the fish food on the ground, Xiao Huang quickly lowered her head and pecked, she scolded it, "It's delicious, you can also eat fish food, be careful of belly." ”

Murong Mian imagined the appearance of a chicken making a belly, but he didn't feel funny, and finally walked out of the wall, with a somewhat unreasonable attitude, and asked Bai Qianfan, "Wasn't you doing embroidery just now?" Why did you come to me again? ”

She said generously, "I'm coming to my master." ”

She said frankly, and he was not very comfortable listening to it, "What are you looking for Jia Tong for?" Learning Kung Fu? ”

She grinned, "Something." ”

There was something to do, but he couldn't tell him, Murong Mian touched the tip of his nose, and walked into the house with his hands behind his back, "Call the Green Lotus Pen and Ink Waiter." ”

Crimson snorted, "I forgot to tell my master that Lu He took leave with the chief manager today and went out." ”

Murong Mian sighed, but still entered the study, and Bai Qianfan followed up like a small tail, "I'm here to serve the prince, okay?" ”

"Do you know how to grind ink?"

"Although I haven't done it, I've seen it, so it should be fine."

Murong Mian casually pointed to the desk: "Then you can come." Be careful not to get your hands dirty. ”

The study of the prince of Chu is full of good things, Huangtian's paperweight, Zhaoqing's Duanyan, Anhui's Xuanbi, Zhejiang's Kaihua paper, everything is top-notch, and even the jade pen holder is so exquisite that it is breathtaking.

On weekdays, this study is not allowed to let people in, but now that I have come in, I have to take a good look at it, and I feel curious about everything I see.

Murong Mian didn't urge her, she laid out the paper by herself, dipped it in the residual ink with a wolf hair, and wrote with a pen.

Bai Qianfan walked around, stood by the bookshelf and flipped through a few books, she couldn't understand it, put it up again, and asked, "Isn't there a book here?" ”

Murong Mian didn't even raise his head, "What kind of painting book do you want to see?" ”

Bai Qianfan thought for a while, "I can't say the specifics, many plays are performed according to the script, my eldest sister used to have some, but she didn't let me watch it." The second brother also has it, and I stole two copies from him and made him so angry. ”

"Didn't bother you?"

"I won't admit it, what can he do," Bai Qianfan said with a smile: "Anyway, they are not good to me, and they take a little bit of their things as compensation." ”

Regarding her hobby of stealing people's things, Murong Mian did not comment, only said, "Did you come in to sharpen ink, or did you come to find a book to read?" ”

Bai Qianfan stuck out her tongue and obediently went over to grind the ink, the ink head was so good, it was as moist as jade in her hand, grinding gently, there was no sound at all, the delicate ink slowly seeped out from the bottom, and there were some natural patterns on it, faintly with fragrance, she hooked her neck and took a deep breath, "The ink is so fragrant, no wonder the prince always has a fragrance on his body, it is dyed with the smell of ink." ”

As she spoke, she leaned over and sniffed at his shoulder, like a spoiled little dog.

Murong Mian only felt that his heart suddenly hit his chest hard, as if he was about to break through his chest and jump out, he was stunned for a moment, and he flashed away very quickly, and his tone was very bad, "You go out without grinding ink, don't bother me here." ”

Bai Qianfan was startled, and looked at him in astonishment, the prince's moody temperament really had to be changed, or he had to scare people to death.