Don't call it uncle?

What is that going to call him?

Prince?

Lan Puyu pursed her lips, feeling so rusty.

Jiang Wumian turned around and left, and Ye Qingwan walked over and directly took the long sword in his hand.

The long sword is blue, the hilt is warm and cool, it is carved from the best jade, this sword, looking at it, the cold breath will come to the face.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it makes me wonder if your eyes really can't see."

Ye Qingwan's eyes were faint and teasing.

Jiang Wumian stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

"Xiao Mian, I can tell the location by their breath."

The desire to survive can be said to be super strong.

"That's right."

"Hmm." Jiang Wumian nodded.

-

After returning to the courtyard, Jiang Wumian went directly to bathe, and Ye Qingwan and Ji Wushuang sat under a ginkgo tree in the courtyard.

Jiang Wumian hadn't come out of the bath yet, but Lan Puyu came over first.

After changing his clothes, he didn't seem to be a big deal except for his slightly pale face.

Lan Puyu walked over and performed a rather gentlemanly etiquette to Ye Qingwan.

Ye Qingwan raised her eyebrows slightly, a little puzzled by Lan Puyu's behavior.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Ji Wushuang couldn't watch it from the sidelines.

Heart: What bad is this kid holding in his heart?

He has been fighting with this kid since he was a child, and he has never won.

Lan Puyu smiled slightly, and didn't pay attention to Ji Wushuang, but said to Ye Qingwan: "I'm here to find ......."

"I'm here to find the prince."

"Haven't you just been abused enough?" Ji Wushuang pursed his lips and said, "You have always had a habit of cleanliness, and you are the kind of posture that has nothing to do with yourself, and your brain is convulsive today?" ”

Let Ji Wushuang say that with the dirty appearance on the field today, Lan Puyu will not take a step at all.

But now that things are abnormal, there must be demons, and Lan Puyu is abnormal, there must be big demons!

"Wushuang, are you jealous?"

"I'm jealous of what." Ji Wushuang yelled at him with a stalk around his neck.

He is jealous of something, so that he is not jealous.

Lan Puyu turned the folding fan in her hand, looked at Ji Wushuang with a light smile, and said, "Do you want to have a discussion?" ”

"I don't have the same knowledge as you as a patient, and even if I win you now, it will be a victory."

"This kind of thing, I Ji Wushuang still don't bother to do it."

Lan Puyu spread out the folding fan and shook it gently, looking like a handsome son, he is not as delicate as Ji Wushuang, but his facial features also belong to the kind of attractive type, especially the temperament of a noble son, which is not comparable to Ji Wushuang.

"Aren't you scared? After all, someone who grew up didn't beat me either. ”

"You-"

"What are you looking for Jiang Wumian?" Ye Qingwan saw Jiang Wumian remove the sword just now, so he didn't kill Lan Puyu, thinking that there should be something related to these two people.

"There are some things I want to discuss with the prince." When talking to Ye Qingwan, Lan Puyu slowed down her voice, and there was a faint smile hooked on the corner of her mouth, which was not at all as sharp as when she spoke to Ji Wushuang.

"This king has nothing to discuss with you."

The door was pushed open, Jiang Wumian changed into a white robe again, his long hair was still wet and hanging behind him, it seemed that because he had just finished bathing, he seemed to be surrounded by a layer of mist.

Seeing that the whole person is like a fog, walking out slowly is eye-catching.

Ye Qingwan frowned suddenly, at this time, the wind just rose, rolling up the leaves on the ground, bringing a burst of coolness, and her voice was even colder.

"Jiang Wumian!!"