As Lan Xin said, since Mo Ruyu's death, the grace of Wulanara's side Fujin is greater than ever. Even Su Wanrong was unreasonably ignored for giving birth to the third elder brother, and even the graceful Gao Lingxi couldn't compete with her. Not to mention Lan Xin, who is used to being passive and the so-called heavy-minded.

Zhilan saw all this in his eyes, and admired Fujin from the bottom of his heart. In the past nine years, she once felt that this Fujin was just a golden official kiln porcelain placed on the shelf, and it could suppress the scene, but it was just an empty shell of Fujin. To put it bluntly, she slowly realized that her former self was so stupid.

After a month of hard work, Zhilan did not follow Fujin to serve, and only said to the outside world that she was shocked and had to cultivate. In fact, he locked himself up and calmed down. It seems that after recovering from a serious illness, he will be weak and will decline, but Zhilan feels like a moth that has broken out of a cocoon, breaking free from the shackles and living again.

It's just that the original intention is difficult to change, and she will always have a person in her heart that haunts her soul - Prince Bao Hongli.

On this day, Zhilan was finally willing to walk out of her room, and then she realized that the plums in the backyard were really ripe, all full and round, exquisite, and shiny. Thinking that Fujin loves to eat, Zhilan couldn't help but bypass the porch and walked under the tree.

At that time, Bi Lan and Xiao Feng were standing under the tree, one holding a round dustpan, and the other holding a long-handled fork and branch twisting the fruit and throwing it in. The faces of the two people were stained with ruddy fruit and filled with sweet smiles. But no one spoke, as if they couldn't restrain themselves in such a tempting sweetness.

Zhilan stopped, looked at it for a while, and finally turned around and retreated silently. She had no intention of destroying such beauty, and felt that for Xiao Feng, Bilan was also a good choice.

Before the person walked out of the backyard, he met the oncoming Wulanara side Fujin and came slowly with this happy hand. Zhilan frowned resistantly, then lowered his head and blessed his body, and said softly: "Side blessing Jin'an." ”

Pan Yu glanced at Zhilan, and her graceful posture swayed. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, this girl was completely empty in the past, and she didn't want this month's recuperation, and her heart and heart would settle down, and she was trained by Fujin in the end. A little clever.

The moment Zhilan lowered his head, his body trembled. She recognized at a glance the two night pearls owed on the side Fujin golden silk shoes. It was still a plaything given by the emperor when the prince was the elder brother. The most expensive thing is that the two beads are round and translucent, exactly the same size. The prince has always kept it well, and he was reluctant to use it, but he didn't expect it to be rewarded to Fang Fujin.

Sighing, Zhilan didn't hold her heart, staring at the beads in a daze, unable to retract her unknown gaze.

Pan Yu smiled faintly, and didn't seem to care: "Although this is a pair of rare night pearls, I think it's better to be embedded in the shoes than in the next place." First, it is not so conspicuous, and second, it means to shine step by step, and I hope that there will be no more villains around me. ”

Le Lan followed behind Fang Fujin, and his mind had already fluttered to the two under the apricot tree. I didn't have the heart to listen to what Fang Fujin said.

Zhilan didn't want to argue, after all, Wulanala was in the limelight. But if you don't talk back, you will be panicked. Isn't it just a pot of Pu'er tea, if she is really always proper, how could she not notice that something is wrong, and blame others. After hesitating for a moment, Zhilan still sighed: "The slave has never been as thoughtful as you are the side Fujin, and I really can't call your heart." Just as the same slave and maid cannot be called the heart of Fujin. ”

At the end of this sentence, Zhilan has good intentions, hoping that Fu Jin will not blame Fu Jin. From beginning to end, everything was her own careful thoughts, and it was not Fu Jin's intention at all.

Of course, whether Fang Fujin can listen to it or not, whether she believes it or not, she can't control it. Zhilan just felt that saying this would make her feel better. After all, one after another caused trouble, Fujin still treated him leniently. She was inexplicably grateful in her heart, and always felt that it was good to say so.

Pan Yu soothed his lips and smiled lightly: "Fujin has Jinlan around to serve, everything is appropriate." In the past month, Jin Gege has often been with him, and he will not be too lonely. As for your ......" Panyu didn't continue, and it was inevitable that he felt a little awkward. "The bed warmer is not a glorious identity, and everyone knows it, the fourth master doesn't accept it, where should you go? Would Fu Jin be willing to keep you by your side? Or have you already resigned yourself to your fate! ”

"Why is Sister Panyu so interested, looking at Hongshuo's plums, and bothering to admonish the maid for Fujin, she is really exhausted. The fourth master takes care of the affairs of the previous dynasty and the palace, and he may not be as laborious as you. Gao Lingxi's tone warmed into a gust of spring breeze, lingering in his ears and rippling into his heart. It's not pleasant, but I can't say a word, and I feel breathless.

"High side Fujin." Zhilan's face was gloomy, and she was blessed with sadness. Gao Lingxi's words seemed to excuse himself, but the people in the house were unpredictable, and they never gave favors in vain. Who knows how ugly the next sentence will be when it comes out of Gao Bian Fujin's mouth.

Pan Yu smiled brightly, and Wu Zi took a step forward: "Sister Gao is really interested, I called Bi Lan and Xiao Feng to pick plums, and I want to give the fourth master a taste." Tilting his head slightly, Pan Yu glanced at Le Lan.

Le Lan immediately understood, and blessed Gao Lingxi with a dignified blessing: "Just let the slave maid go and get some, the prince deliberately instructed the slave and maid to prepare dinner before leaving." The slave maid thought to herself, using some plums after the meal is the most delicious. Gao Bian Fujin, do you think it's right? Le Lan is also smart, she doesn't dare to speculate on the prince's mind without authorization, so when she asks like this, she gets Gao Lingxi stuck.

It was clear that it was her Wulanala clan who humiliated herself by the fourth master's grace for days, Gao Lingxi was full of anger, but she refused to show it at all. The women in front of her are all sharp and sharp, and they may just wait to see her angry and disgraced, where is she willing to admit defeat easily. With bright eyes and bright hearts, Gao Lingxi smiled lightly: "I just said that Sister Panyu is laborious, and it will be hard work to see it at this time." ”

"How?" Pan Yu tilted her face, and her curled eyelashes trembled with her smart eyes: "What does Gao Fang Fujin mean?" ”

Gao Lingxi beckoned, revealing the crystal clear string of tourmaline beads on his wrist, but the luster was different from the red fluttering fruit on the branches, which was particularly eye-catching. I secretly hated in my heart, and the things given by the fourth master were not only available in Ulanara's panyu. said on his lips: "My sister is too hearty." You are thoughtful and thoughtful for the fourth master everywhere, and you work hard, and you are ashamed to be a sister. ”

When the sound fell, Bi Lan had already stepped forward with a dustpan full of plums, and respectfully presented them to Gao Lingxi: "Side Fujin, this year's plums are exceptionally bright red, and they are fragrant with a gentle smell of fruit, which seems to be better than in previous years." ”

"Then why don't you let Wulanala choose some on the side of Fujin, so that the fourth master can taste it after dinner." Gao Lingxi lightly soothed his jade wrist, picked a fruit that was not big or small, and gently held it in the palm of his hand: "I look forward to the ripeness of plums every year, and I am afraid that the plums will be ripe every year, but I don't know that the fruit of a tree is finished, and the autumn is over." ”

As if infinitely emotional, Gao Lingxi smiled faintly and said: "Fujin likes to pickle some plums and apricots, and it is excellent to boil tea and make eight-treasure rice. It's best to make preserved fruits to eat, delicious and bright and transparent, and it doesn't look inferior to this time. Bilan, when the side Fujin is selected, you can send the rest to Fujin. ”

Pan Yu buzzed in her ears, she heard it right, these plums were actually prepared for Fujin. Gao Lingxi is such a powerful means! The fourth master couldn't get any benefits there, so he flattered Fujin in a blink of an eye. And in the first month, he dragged himself to her room to taste tea and gossip, intending to win over, but in the blink of an eye, he turned against each other and joined the camp of others. It's okay to say that Qin Duchu is going to take advantage of the fire to rob and isolate himself.

Who knew that before Panyu's words were spoken, he heard his usual tactful voice, calling from afar across the corridor: "Why has the high-sided Fujin been here for so long, hasn't the fruit been picked enough?" Fu Jin said, it doesn't take too much, it's excellent to eat fresh at the moment. If you can't finish it, keep it for preserved fruit! ”

Gao Lingxi raised his voice and replied, "I know", and then said to Pan Yu again: "Sister, pick some, I can't wait." ”

"Lelan." Pan Yu forcibly held back his anger and tried his best to make himself look as gentle as usual: "Then you can quickly pick a few and give them to the fourth master to taste." I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated in my heart, in the end, this Fujin is not a good type, either helping himself or Gao Lingxi. Both sides seem to be close, and neither side can make any good comebacks. In the end, it may be her who watches the tiger fight.

Of course, Panyu didn't understand Gao Lingxi's thoughts, since grace is a thing, the odds of winning with two enemies and one are higher. Presumably it was her Gao Lingxi who was worried that if she didn't use this trick first, she would be ruthless and strike first. Exhaled softly, Pan Yuning smiled lightly: "Then thank you for the kindness of Gaofang Fujin." Lelan, it's time for dinner to be prepared. ”

Zhilan let go of his body, left by Wulanara's side Fujin, and then blessed Gao Lingxi again, preparing to retreat.

"You are a person from Fujin, a person from the fourth master, then you should be worthy of your identity." Gao Lingxi looked at Zhilan's back and said solemnly: "It's not anyone's words, you need to listen to them, and it's not anyone's face, you have to see it." ”

Turning around, Zhilan smiled slightly at Gao Lingxi gratefully: "Thank you for the side Fujin for relieving the siege, the slave is humble, and I don't dare to worry about the side Fujin anymore." Where to go, perhaps it is all up to heaven. The slave can only do her best to control her heart. ”

Xiao Feng heard this sentence in his ears, and couldn't help but take a big step forward.

But Zhilan didn't pay attention at all, and hurried away, as if to avoid the unbearable gaze of others.

"There is a shortage of people around Fujin to serve, so if you figure it out, let's go back and support it as soon as possible." After Gao Lingxi finished instructing, he gently took a bite of the plum in his hand. Sure enough, it was sweet and sour, full of juice, and lived up to her expectations.