When he came to Zhu Heyu's Qingfeng Residence, he was not in the main hall. Just returned from a great victory on the battlefield, and was named a prince by the Holy Jin, he was proud of the spring breeze, and there was an endless stream of officials who came to congratulate him. Right now, Zhu Heyu is meeting with important officials in the Hongde Hall of the main palace of the palace.

Coming out of Qingfeng Residence, Shui Xin complained: "The prince went to Hongde Hall and asked his wife to go to Qingfeng Residence to ask for peace!" ”

Without waiting for Zhu Ran to speak, Ruoyi patted Shui Xin's shoulder and lowered his voice: "You have a quieter voice, you are straightforward and fast-talking." ”

Zhu Ran walked towards the Hongde Palace, feeling something pressing on her chest, making her breathless. She really didn't want to see him.

Ruoyi seemed to see Zhu Ran's thoughts, took a step forward, smiled and said to Zhu Ran: "The kitchen cooked the hibiscus dew that Mrs. loves to eat, and after a while, I think it will be cooked." ”

When he arrived at the gate of the temple, an official who was over half a hundred years old came out. Seeing Zhu Ran, he actually saluted. When Zhu Ran was returning the salute decently, the maids in the palace came out to report that the prince had invited the princess to enter the palace.

Walking in, Zhu Heyu was sitting on a chair in the middle and playing with the tea cup in his hand, lazy and casual, but his face was full of natural luxury and courage.

"The concubine greets the prince." Zhu Ranli bowed thoughtfully and saluted him.

Zhu Heyu raised his eyes to look at Zhu Ran, wearing a light cyan skirt on his thin body, with a pale yellow ribbon tied around his slender waist, and no expression could be seen on his face except for the corners of his mouth, only the eyebrows deliberately wanted to spread but frowned slightly, and the sound of deliberately suppressed slight breathing, all of which seemed so soft, at least softer than the yellow sand in Mobei, which made him inexplicably want to get closer.

"Come here." Zhu Heyu beckoned to Zhuran.

"Yes." Zhu Ran was supported by the maid and sat on the chair beside him. The face was deliberately lowered a little, and the eyebrows were lowered and pleasing to the eyes.

"Lift up your face, and look at the king."

Zhu Ran raised his face at this time, his eyes looked at Zhu Heyu, and the four eyes met again, but he didn't expect Zhu Heyu to smile at the corner of his mouth, which made the curvature of Zhu Ran's mouth tremble uncontrollably.

Zhu Heyu's hand subconsciously rubbed Zhu Ran's cheek. Zhu Ran closed his eyelids, and his long eyelashes blocked all the feelings that he shouldn't have at this moment.

"Doesn't the princess want to see this king?" Zhu Heyu suddenly asked in a cold tone.

"The concubine doesn't dare." Zhu Ran opened his eyes to look at him, and felt that the sun seemed to live in his eyes, and he wanted to cry when he saw so many prickly eyes, so he could only open his eyes and move his eyes away. I saw a white porcelain vase on the square table on the right side of Zhu Heyu, the texture was delicate and soft, the color was crystal clear, and the porcelain vase was filled with large dark blue flowers, which felt very elegant. Zhu Ran thinks that he knows countless flowers, but now he really can't tell what kind of flower it is.

Zhu Heyu suddenly pinched Zhu Ran's chin hard, forcing Zhu Ran to look at him, and his eyes followed Zhu Ran's line of sight, and also fell on those blue flowers.

Zhu Ran hurriedly retracted his eyes, looked at Zhu Heyu and said, "The concubine is rude, and I ask the prince to forgive me." ”

"Oh! Where is the side princess rude, why doesn't this king know? "Zhu Heyu is in a good mood and naturally has a good temper.

When Zhu Heyu said this, Zhu Ran didn't know what to say, but his thumb and index finger fixed her chin, and although his strength was not large, Zhu Ran didn't dare to move anymore.

"I don't know what the name of the princess is?" After a long time, Zhu Heyu spoke slowly.

"Concubine Zhuran." Zhu Ran replied lightly.

"Bamboo-ran, is it okay for this king to call you Ranran?" said that he let go of Zhu Ran.

Zhuran nodded and smiled. When there is nothing to say, a smile is the best way to express it.

The maid on one side served tea for Zhuran, and Zhuran didn't wait to take it, and smelled the aroma. Not a faint fragrance, but a strong pure fragrance. The tea is dark red, like Pu'er tea, and I took a sip gently, which is indeed thick.

Zhu Ran thought that Zhu Heyu was proud of the spring breeze after the victory, otherwise how could he be good-tempered to himself today, thinking like this, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently, as if he was sneering, and then gently took a sip of the tea in his hand.

When he raised his eyes, he found that Zhu Heyu was close to him again, his lips gradually approached, Zhu Ran thought he was going to kiss him, and subconsciously wanted to hide, but he didn't want him to move to his ears, and said softly, as if he was a lover's whisper: "This king will go to you tonight." ”

After hearing this, Zhu Ran's heart trembled subconsciously, and the hand holding the teacup also trembled. But on his face, he could only reply with a smile: "The concubine welcomes the prince." ”

Zhu Heyu held Zhu Ran's hand holding the teacup, and paused before saying, "Princess Side's tea is about to be spilled." ”

Zhu Ran hurriedly put the teacup on the table, looked at Zhu Heyu and was about to explain, not wanting him to get up suddenly, and said as he walked out: "Serving this king is not whether you want to or not, only whether this king wants to or not." ”

Zhu Ran looked at Zhu Heyu's vigorous back, except that he was strange or unfamiliar. He always has the ability to be gentle with you one moment and disgrace you the next. The maids whispered behind their backs as if they were laughing, and although their voices were not loud, they just fell into Zhuran's ears.

Shui Xin was angry when he listened to it, he wanted to be angry but he was afraid that Zhu Ran would be sad to listen to, so he could only be anxious when he secretly looked at Zhu Ran.

Zhu Ran felt that it was nothing, it was okay for him to leave, saving himself from facing him, and he was tired. It's just that the words he whispered in her ear, I don't know if I can count them.

Zhu Ran drank the tea in the cup, and then straightened his waist, "It's not early, let's go back." ”

Sometimes the more others look at your jokes, the more you can't let people see you as a joke, Zhu Ran thought about it while walking out elegantly and generously.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Zhu Ran thought to herself that maybe Zhu Heyu was just teasing herself, but if he really came, she was unprepared and would make him angry.

"Ruoyi, tell the maid to prepare bath water for me, as well as fragrant tea for purifying my mouth. Shui Xin, open the courtyard door, and tell the maids guarding the door to be more energetic tonight, if the prince enters the door, hurry into the house to report. ”

"Madam, the prince is coming over tonight?!" The two of them asked in unison, their voices surprised and delighted.

"Maybe." Zhu Ran's tone was light, hoping that he would not come.

Everything was ready, it was completely dark. Zhu Ran sat in front of the bronze mirror, slowly combing his long black hair from top to bottom.

This comb was an hour, and when I put down the comb, I realized that my palms were soaked with sweat. Zhu Ran had tried to forget the scene of Zhu Heyu's drunken night a year ago, but today another scene appeared in front of him, and it was so clear.

Zhu Heyu really didn't come, but she waited until dawn, looking at the autumn sun slowly rising outside the window, Zhu Ran smiled, as long as he didn't come to him, what could he do if he didn't sleep all night.

On the afternoon of the second day, Zhu Ran was leaning on a chair drinking tea, and Zhu Heyu walked in leisurely.

Zhu Ran got up and saluted, and Zhu Heyu looked at her with a smile.

"I heard that Ran Ran waited for this king all night?"

"Yes." Zhu Ran wanted to smile faintly, but somehow it turned into a disdainful smile.

Zhu Heyu saw it in his eyes and gloated: "But there is resentment? ”

"The concubine doesn't dare."

"Then take off your clothes."

Zhu Ran was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhu Heyu, and did not move.

"Why, do you want this king to serve you to change your clothes?"

Hearing him say this, Zhu Ran subconsciously took two steps back and slowly untied the ribbon around his waist.

The outer garment had been taken off, and Zhu Ran slowly untied the straps of the middle coat. She suddenly wished for the kind of clothes that would never be finished with countless buttons sewn on.

"It seems that I hope that this king will make up for what he owes you yesterday!"

Zhu Ran looked at Zhu Heyu, didn't he mean that?

"Put it on!"

Only then did Zhu Ran notice that Zhu Heyu was holding a men's dress in his hand, and he took it when he entered the door, but Zhu Ran never noticed it.

Zhu Ran put on men's clothes quickly, looking at himself in the mirror, even if he combed his hair in the same bun as Zhu Heyu, he didn't look like a man. When he was frowning his eyebrows, Zhu Heyu walked next to Zhu Ran and appeared in the mirror side by side with Zhu Ran. Seeing Zhu Heyu in the mirror looking at him, showing a meaningful smile, Zhu Ran moved to the side.

Zhu Heyu felt bored, and walked to the door and urged: "Do you want to embroider, don't you go quickly." ”