Du Ruoruo followed Murong Xiu into the Li Wangfu, it can be said that it is breathtaking, pavilions and attics, mountains and rivers, flowers, grasses, insects and fish, although it is not luxurious, but it gives people a feeling of paradise and fairyland.

"His Royal Highness King Li, your mansion is really magnificent, chic enough! At first glance, it took a lot of thought. ”

Murong Xiuyun smiled lightly: "If you like it, you will come often in the future!" ”

Du Ruoruo excitedly pointed to the swing not far away: "Is that a swing?" Can I go there to play? ”

A swing was specially placed in the center of the garden in front of him, specially prepared for his thirteenth sister Murong Yun, his younger sister has been pampered since she was a child, and always likes to pester their brothers, and she will come to play when she has nothing to do, so she prepared a swing to play with her.

Murong Xiu smiled: "If you want to play, you can play anything." ”

As soon as Murong Xiu's words fell, Du Ruoruo couldn't wait to run towards the swing, and saw that the joyful appearance of the swing was really similar to his thirteenth sister.

Du Ruoruo ran to the swing and sat down excitedly.

"Lord Wang, you come to push me."

"Okay, then sit tight."

"Uh-huh."

I'm afraid that in the world, except for his sister Murong Yun, who will call him Murong Xiu like this, she is the only one who is so bold.

With a gentle push from Murong Xiu, Du Ruoruo was lifted high, she liked this feeling of ease and freedom.

"Come again!"

Murong Xiu increased his strength and continued to push, he felt that Du Ruoruo was happy when he was happy, Du Ruoruo had a power that could bring joy to people.

"Ah, my wreath has dropped!"

Because the swing was too high, up and down, Du Ruoruo's wreath was blown off by the wind.

Only then did Murong Xiu slowly stabilize the swing and put Du Ruoruo down, Du Ruoruo ran to pick up the garland on the ground, which had already been broken, and she was a little depressed.

"Broken! What a pity! ”

Murong Xiu came to Du Ruoruo, took out the Du Ruo white hosta she had paid last time from her arms and put it in front of Du Ruoruo's eyes.

"Wouldn't you be happy to see this?"

Du Ruoruo raised her eyes and looked, this was not her white hosta? That's not right! She obviously fell for it, how could it be in his hands?

"You? How could it be with you? ”

Murong Xiu gently stroked Du Ruoruo's scattered hair, and then gently inserted the white hosta into Du Ruoruo's bun.

"Hmmm! Hostas with beauties, so that they complement each other! ”

Du Ruoruo's jade hand touched the hairpin on the bun, her cheeks were slightly red as if two delicate roses had bloomed, and a shy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Thank you, His Royal Highness King Li!"

"The last time I saw you offset the hosta, I wondered which lady would be so naughty, this hairpin is very suitable for you, don't take it to offset the account again, you know?"

Du Ruoruo nodded obediently: "Got it!" ”

"Miss's name is Du Ruoruo, and there is a delicate Du Ruo flower on this hairpin, only you are worthy of it!"

Did these ancient people coax girls like him? Why do you think everything he says is so good to the ear! Oh, Du Ruoruo is calm, calm, and reserved! Reserved!

Du Ruoruo pretended to be calm: "I'm ...... I'm thirsty! ”

Murong Xiu could see Du Ruoruo's careful thoughts, but he didn't debunk it, just smiled faintly.

"Come with me!"

Du Ruoruo obediently followed behind Murong Xiu like a child, and always maintained the image of a lady, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Walking through the corridor to the main hall, the maid saluted: "See His Royal Highness King Li!" ”

"Get up!" Then he commanded: "Xiaoyue, serve tea!" ”

"Yes!"

Murong Xiu pointed to the wooden chair on the left: "Ruoruo, please take a seat!" ”

Du Ruoruo looked around, and there was a plaque hanging high in front of him, "Light as a chrysanthemum".

"His Royal Highness King Li has good taste, people are as light as chrysanthemums, and they are easy to eat."

His Royal Highness King Li looked at Du Ruoruo knowingly: "What is taste?" Your opinion is very special, people are as light as chrysanthemums, and the taste is in plums, and this king is the first time to hear someone say this. ”

Du Ruoruo looked proud, this is really crooked, she often heard her father say this, but she didn't expect it to be used.

"Taste! It is...... It's yours, how to say it, it's your grade, style! ”

His Royal Highness King Li was still a little confused: "Grade? Style? ”

"Anyway, it's just praising you!"