Chapter 252: The Prime Minister's End 3

Zhuo Yilan said that the place that was strictly guarded, he could guess without him saying it, it was the place where King Duan had his daily activities in the mansion.

Chu Lange said: "I am familiar with Duanwang's Mansion, do you want the layout of the mansion?" ”

"Is there one? If you have one, draw one. Zhuo Yilan was happy.

With this picture, it may be of great use in the future.

In fact, the first thought he had when he heard the pattern map was that one day when his interest came, it would be good to send someone to Duanwangfu to take a look......

Chu Lange said: "It's getting dark, wait for me to paint tomorrow." ”

After chatting for long, she got up and went back to Qinxiang Garden.

But after walking for a while, she paused, looked back, and sure enough, he was still following behind, "Ah Xiu? ”

"Huh?" He looked at her suspiciously.

"Are you okay?"

"Nothing."

"Then if you don't go to rest, what are you going to do with me?"

...... "He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to follow her." But he didn't dare to say this idea.

She asked, "Aren't you tired after a busy day?" ”

"I'm a little tired."

"If you're tired, go and rest."

"But Ben Gongzi won't be tired of looking at you......"

"......" she inexplicably felt that he was difficult to entangle like this.

Chu Lange glanced at him unhappily and simply stopped talking. She continued to walk towards Qinxiangyuan, and he continued to follow. It wasn't until he walked into her bedroom that he followed behind her, and she turned back again, "Ah Xiu, I want to rest." ”

"It's not dark yet." It's just almost there, and it's a quarter of an hour away.

Zhuo Yilan has been with her as much as possible these days, except for the necessary busy things and the need to leave Zhuo Mansion, the rest of the time he has tried to accompany her, "Lan Ge, let's have a plate, how about it?" He pointed to a chess piece not far away.

"My chess skills are not as good as yours, and it's boring to play."

"How about having three sons?"

"Chess that needs to be conceded by someone is even more boring to play."

...... "She just doesn't want to play chess with him anyway!"

The excuse is so perfunctory! Zhuo Yilan's peach blossom eyes were dull.

Zhuo Yilan took a few steps forward, passed her, walked to the low couch and sat down, "You rest, don't pay attention to this son, I'm just sitting here." ”

"......" Chu Lange was almost angry.

If you change the look, you can hear that she is driving people. And he obviously heard it, but he pretended not to hear it!

Of course, Zhuo Yilan can't go, the closer he gets to the deadline, the more urgent he becomes. He had already seen through it, as long as he sat here, according to her temperament, he would not be able to do anything about him. Sure enough, Chu Lange's mood floated for a while, then calmed down, and then as if he didn't exist, he took off his shoes and lay down on the bed, and fell asleep with the quilt covered.

Zhuo Yilan: "......"

He knew he was upsetting her again.

Then he didn't disturb her sleep, sat aside, looked out the window, and lit the oil lamp himself. Picking up a book that she had placed casually on the desk next to her, she first looked at the cover of the book, "Travelogue? ”

It's a travelogue, a miscellaneous.

The person who wrote this book has traveled to many places and has written about the local customs.

After turning a few pages, Zhuo Yilan suddenly said, "Huh? The person who wrote this travelogue has no problem with his brain. This is called Lingshui Village, and said that the newly married lady had to lie down on a kang with the village chief the night before? It's nonsense. What man can tolerate wearing a hat? ”

“……”

He spoke out loud, not up to expectations.

Because she ignored him......