"Miss Wen is so interested, the beauty folds the hibiscus, the jade hides the Jin incense, she has just recovered from her illness, if she is infected with the wind and cold again, how is the order good?" A leisurely and elegant voice approached the ear, and with it, there was a smile hidden in the words.

Wen Yukou was startled and hurriedly stood up, and the hibiscus at hand was swept to the ground coldly, stained with dirt. She didn't bother to look at it, and took a few steps forward: "Who! ”

She had just sent Xu Xiancheng away, and had already told the maid not to disturb her, and wanted to be quiet, but she didn't expect that this rockery was craggy, and the stones and grass were criss-crossed, and she was hiding a person here. But this voice sounds a little ...... Familiar.

It is still such a stone blue fan with a piece of beautiful jade, still a handsome face with a crown of white jade hair, a little cinnabar mole in the center of the eyebrows, flying shadows like a shock, like an eagle, breaking through the sky, faintly domineering. And the black eyes were bent in an amiable arc, and the corners of the lips were slightly hooked, as if looking at Wen Yukou standing in the evening breeze with great interest.

Wen Yukou stared at him for a while, and then slowly bent down and gave a big gift, and her tone was cold: "Yukou has seen the third prince." ”

"Fang Cai was still talking so happily, as soon as he saw me, he frowned, did I also annoy Miss Wen?"

"Your Highness laughed." Wen Yukou neither denied nor admitted that all living crimes and capital crimes were exempted.

"That's right. Su Gongzi is amorous and doesn't know each other when he and Miss Xu fall in love, so they are troubled. Miss Wen is in the boudoir, and she must want to know me before, why bother me, am I right? ”

"Your Highness." Wen Yukou's face was serious, she turned her head to avoid his gaze, and her tone was a little puzzled and annoyed: "Your Highness and I have never had anything to do, please respect yourself, Your Highness." ”

"So, when the Sihe Pagoda meets, I saved your life, and it doesn't matter what happened?" Xiahou Shenxiao chuckled, his dark eyes turned purple: "Miss Wen is wise to protect herself, since you said that there is nothing between us, then it is nothing." ”

He said aggrievedly, but Wen Yukou just ignored it, lowered his head, and didn't speak.

Xiahou Shen Xiao smiled and put away the fan, walked to the stone bench where Wen Yukou had just sat on, paused slightly, bent down and picked up the hibiscus, dotted the soil, and stroked and played with it in his palm: "Proud flower, ......"

The moment Wen Yukou saw him bend down to pick up the hibiscus, there was a sudden silence in his ears, his brain was at a loss, as if he had lost his voice, standing in place, his clothes fluttering in the evening breeze, and the jade ring was lightly tapped, and it sounded good.

Xiahou Shenxiao saw that she didn't speak, clinging to the flower, and slowly handed it over: "Here you go." ”

Wen Yukou caught it stupidly, hung her head, and reflected an extremely beautiful hibiscus in her clear eyes.

In the vast floating world, who will bend down to pick up a flower that has fallen into the dirt?

Who will drop this flower and send it to his arms?

"Your Royal Highness is a prince, why do you want to pick up a hibiscus that has fallen into the dirt and give it away?" Wen Yukou asked softly, unable to hide the slight trembling.

An inexplicable emotion flashed in the narrow black eyes, and then half serious and half joking, and replied for no reason: "There are many hibiscus, I love this one alone." ”

Wen Yukou looked at him, the last glimmer of light disappeared into the high mountains, and the surroundings gradually became dark, only the warm and soft eyes of the man, the cinnabar in the eyebrows and the red rivers and mountains, suddenly felt that his breathing was stagnant, and his heart hurt suddenly.