Helan was stunned for a moment, in this world, there is such a good-looking man.

Ancient times are not as delicate as modern makeup, even without makeup, even with masks...... This gentleman is still able to organically combine masculinity with feminine and evil temperament. What kind of evil is this?

Wen Qingyun stared at He Lanwei with staring eyes, looking at her distracted eyes, and couldn't help but feel funny: "The princess stares at other men like this, and the prince is afraid that he will be jealous." ”

Helan blushed slightly when she heard this, and turned her head away, not daring to look at him.

Really, what's going on with yourself. After coming to ancient times, I have seen a lot of good-looking men, what Wen Qingyun, Wen Hexuan, which is not a beautiful boy with a peerless style? Seeing that this Jun Wuyang actually lost his mind?

Wen Qingyun looked at Helan Wei's blushing little face and awkward expression, remembering the scene when she bandaged him in the bright moonlight last night, and when she wanted to remove his mask but didn't do it, a strange feeling surged in her heart.

"It's too late today, so I'll leave first. Take care, Princess. ”

After all, he is a suspicious person, Wen Qingyun put away his thoughts that he shouldn't have, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said in a polite but gentle tone.

That's it?

"Take care." Helan nodded slightly and smiled lightly.

Wen Qingyun looked at her sweet little face and had a plan in her heart. He laughed wickedly: "Princess...... Don't you want to know if we'll see each other again? ”

Helan put away her smile slightly, this person is really serious for only three seconds. He said with a look of disgust: "I don't want to." ”

"Heh......" Wen Qingyun smiled when he heard this, but did not speak. He glanced at Helan Susu one last time, then turned away, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

The moon hung quietly in the sky, and the faint veil of the moon stained the night ambiguously.

"It's really gone without a trace!"

Helan Susu looked at the direction in which Wen Qingyun disappeared, and smiled self-deprecatingly, the ancients were really better than the other.

But then again, in the end? Will we see each other again?

Maybe, not!

Take care.

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Late at night.

Wen Qingyun lay on the bed, preoccupied.

Helan Susu's white but shy face has been lingering in his mind like a spell, sometimes it is really magical, but it is just a certain expression of a certain person, but you will be imprisoned from now on, and you will never recover.

……

Following.

Wen Qingyun got up early in the morning, and after breakfast, he read a book in the study.

Glaive walked in and saluted: "Lord, the prince has arrived." ”

Wen Qingyun heard this, put down the pen, sat up, and said with a happy face: "Please come in quickly." ”

Someone walked in, and it was a beautiful man in a white plain robe, about twenty-five years old. The sword eyebrows are like peaks, and the eyes are like water. The lips are ruddy, and the skin can be broken by blowing. But the strange thing is that this man has silver hair and a white coat, which sets off the whole person like a god in the sky.

"The Sixth Prince."

He spoke lightly, in a calm but sultry voice. The eyes are calm, but unfathomably deep.

Wen Qingyun nodded and responded with a smile: "Thank you Yiran seniors for joining this king's camp." ”

Yiran Gongzi hooked the corners of his mouth, and his silver hair flicked slightly, "That's all for the destiny." In addition, the prince is still my son. ”

"Yiran Gongzi...... "It's a person who doesn't have a shelf," this king specially prepared a mansion for Yiran Gongzi, which is just east of the city, and it is very close to the palace. ”

"No need," Suddenly, the son of the same son interrupted Wen Qingyun's words, looked at Wen Qingyun with a light smile, and said, "I plan to live in the Six Princes' Mansion in the future, I don't know if the prince minds?" ”

Just living in the Six Kings' Mansion?

Wen Qingyun was stunned for a moment, what does this mean? However, the best way for now is to say yes for the time being and wait and see what happens.

"Well, since the son of Yiran does not dislike the cold house, then the king will no longer refuse. Glaive, ordered to go down, clean the Qingyu Pavilion well, and it will be lived by the son of Yiran in the future. ”

Wen Qingyunxing's eyes stared intently at Yiran Gongzi, and inexplicably he always felt that this Yiran Gongzi's intentions were not simple.