"Slaves and maids see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and meet the prince." When Lei Xin and Lei Xiang saw two figures, one black and one white, walking outside the door, they quickly came back to their senses and immediately knelt down to worship.

Xiao Ling was still in a state of confusion, still standing in a daze, without the consciousness of kneeling and bowing.

What did she just hear? Prince???

Lei Xiang saw that Xiao Ling was still standing stupidly, and hurriedly reached out and pulled the hem of her skirt, signaling her to kneel.

And Xiao Ling still didn't react, one reason was that the two beautiful men who walked in with her handsome face, and the second was that she was a modern woman who didn't think about that humble etiquette for a while.

Looking at the two beautiful men in front of her who were getting closer and closer, her heart began to beat wildly again, especially the man in white glanced at her indifferently, which made her even more flustered.

A white-clothed and silver-crowned, dignified body, three-dimensional facial features carved like a sharp knife exude an icy aura, like a hellish cultivation that makes people shudder.

A black satin robe, the dragon embroidered on the robe is lifelike, the long hair is like ink and only tied up with a plain mutton fat hosta, the temperament is noble, the face is like a crown of jade, and the eyebrows faintly exude a king-like coercion.

Although his heartbeat was a little fast, Xiao Ling's brain was also spinning, looking at the clothes, the one wearing the black Jiaolong brocade robe should be the prince, and his appearance was a little similar to Jun Yichen.

After looking at them, she realized that something was wrong, the two girls beside her had already knelt on the ground and saluted, she wailed instantly, how could she forget this stubble again.

In this damn era of humility, she made a little ninety-nine in her heart, is she now bowing and bowing immediately or continuing to pretend to be confused? But the end of pretending to be confused...

Kneel, it's too late, everyone is coming.

Jun Yichen looked at Xiao Ling's tangled little appearance, her face was indifferent and cold, but she felt a little funny in her heart, the injury was healed, but the person became sluggish, look at how she ends.

On the other hand, Jun Yuyang didn't care if Xiao Ling was saluting, he first raised his hand to signal Lei Xin and the two to get up, and then looked at her with interest, and nodded from time to time.

The woman in front of her is indeed comparable to Song Yudie, the number one beauty in the world.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, a lilac gauze skirt wrapped in a graceful body, three thousand green silk is only tied with a white belt, and the beautiful face is not powdered, slim and elegant, Chu Chu is moving, just like the white Qionghua on the tree.

Seeing that she was a little at a loss at the moment, looking a little cute and cute, Jun Yuyang hooked her lips and smiled: "You are Xiao Ling?" ”

Xiao Ling was still worried about how to solve the thorny problem at hand, when he heard the so-called prince's question, and immediately, his heart moved, and there was a way.

I saw her take two steps forward, and smiled at Jun Yuyang and Jun Yichen: "Minnu Xiao Ling, see His Royal Highness the Prince, meet the prince, I just missed the welcome, and I ask the prince and the prince to forgive me." ”

At this moment, she looks like a lady, calm, not arrogant or impatient.

"Excuse me, this palace has not let people spread it, and those who don't know are not guilty." Jun Yuyang's ruddy lips were bent.

Xiao Ling saluted again: "His Royal Highness Prince Xie." ”

It seems that this prince is not as cruel and cruel as she imagined, but he is still as gentle as jade, but maybe this is not necessarily the appearance, it is better to be careful.

Jun Yuyang saw that she was still as smart as an elf when she danced just now, and now that she has reacted, she looks beautiful and dignified, it seems that this little woman is still guarding against them.

"I heard that you have been pruning potted plants recently, if the palace is not mistaken, the west side of the courtyard is pruned, yes or no?" Jun Yuyang asked for a long time.

Just after walking in, he found that the potted plants placed in the west of the yard are different from other places, and the appreciation of the pruned bonsai has risen to a new level.

Xiao Ling smiled gently: "Yes." ”

"Well, the craftsmanship is good." He nodded in admiration.

Then he walked to the stone table on the right and stood still, looked at the drawings on the table, and picked them up to watch.

After a while, he looked at Xiao Ling in slight surprise, and then looked at Jun Yichen: "Brother Huang, come and take a look at these drawings, it's wonderful!" ”

Jun Yichen smiled wickedly and walked over slowly, it seemed that the imperial brother was beginning to discover her peculiarity.

Jun Yuyang pointed to a garden renovation drawing on the drawing and praised again and again: "You see, these flowers and plants are vividly and vividly painted, and the direction of the flower stand is clearly pointed out, which is clear at a glance, wonderful!" ”

It was drawn by Xiao Ling with charcoal, and the various flowers on the picture are extremely realistic, and the whole pattern can be understood at a glance.

"This picture is a flower stand? It's unheard of that the shape of the shelves can be twisted and twisted! ”

Jun Yuyang praised again, just like a rural person entering the city, everything feels strange.

Jun Yichen didn't pay attention to his words from beginning to end, standing there arrogantly like a statue, but there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

And this look happened to be seen by Jun Yuyang, who raised his head, and he was slightly dissatisfied: "Imperial brother? What kind of eyes do you have? This is in admiration, admiration! ”

But it's still a little weak-hearted, in fact, he really hasn't seen such a way of painting, and it's much clearer than the brush drawing, and this kind of strange-shaped flower stand has never been seen.

Jun Yichen's expression was quite leisurely, "Well, continue." ”

Xiao Ling watched the two beautiful men coming and going, secretly feeling funny, one was warm and easy-going, and the other was cold and indifferent.

Judging from the current observation, Jun Yichen is really cold and arrogant, the prince doesn't even bother to talk to him, he is lazy to deal with it, and he looks like he is not afraid of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, I wondered who could bring him down to the evil king.

"Hey, this is... Bonsai pruning strategy? Looking at the last piece of rice paper on the table, it was full of neat rows of italic characters, and the handwriting was very beautiful, and it looked like it was from a woman's hand.

Jun Yuyang's rosy lips rose slightly, and he picked up the rice paper in his hand and looked at her: "Miss Xiao Ling, this is also what you wrote." ”

Xiao Ling still maintained a gentle smile: "Yes." ”

I'm so tired of saying that these two gods can't go into the house to talk? The three of them all stood motionless, their blood not flowing smoothly for too long, and their feet were numb.

"This palace is very interested in this bonsai strategy, can Miss Xiao Ling give a copy?" Take one back to the gardening guide of the East Palace, and prune his backyard garden as well.

"This prince will take it, and the people still have it here." Xiao Ling didn't expect that the prince of a dignified country was also interested in this kind of art, and thought that he would be boring to watch.

"Okay, this palace has a lot of rewards." Jun Yuyang waved his hand and said proudly.

Jun Yichen made a rare statement at this time, "By the way, bring that chess game with you, so that you don't have to run for nothing." ”

"You, black-bellied! The absolute belly is black, and the palace is still eaten to death by you. "He himself can obviously let his subordinates lead the way and come directly to Liuliyuan to find Xiao Ling, if you want to know everything, just ask the person concerned.

He had his brain pumped to exchange the chess pieces that he had treasured for many years, and now it was too late to regret it, he had been cheated for so many years, and he still didn't know how to repent.

"Passing the prize." The playfulness at the corner of Jun Yichen's mouth was obvious.