Through the hazy teary eyes, she wanted to reach out and touch the horn tassel palace lamp, and her fingertips touched the beige lantern horn cover, which should be warm, but she felt scorching and hot.

She retracted her fingers and stared at the delicate picture of the lady drawn on the lampshade, dressed in a fiery red skirt, smiling and smiling, simple and innocent.

After a long time, her maid Yun'er finally came over, and when she saw her like this, she was startled, and hurriedly went to help her: "Niangniang, is the playboy bullying you again?!" ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly helped her put on her clothes.

Wen admired his gaze, but he always stared at the lady on the palace lamp, and finally held Yun'er's hand, bent down and lifted the palace lamp, "Let's go back." ”

"Niangniang, forgive the slave and the maid are too talkative, but the playboy has to inch in again and again, when will it be a head?!" Yun'er was about to cry.

God knows how distressed she was when she just saw her master's snow-white skin bruised by stones, but lying motionless on the ground.

Wen Qimu's hand holding the handle of the lantern tightened, staring at the chaotic darkness in the distance, but he was speechless after all.

In the end, it was she who was sorry for him.

Early the next morning, the emperor's car set off back to the palace.

Shen Miaoyan reluctantly said goodbye to An Ruxue, they knew that the two of them parted, and they were afraid that it would be a long time before they could see each other.

An Bixue likes Shen Miaoyan's cleverness and intelligence, and Shen Miaoyan likes An Miaoyan's gentleness and generosity, girls of different temperaments and ages have become a pair of excellent friends.

The emperor and queen are gone, and the rest of the people are leaving one after another, and there are also fun-loving people who plan to stay for a few more days.

The carriage of the National Teacher's Mansion set off for the afternoon and went back, and more than a dozen carriages were full of prey, which was quite spectacular.

In the carriage, Murong Yan sat on the soft couch, her little face was still pale and haggard, and she only looked out the window indifferently.

Shen Miaoyan held a cup of hot tea and glanced at her from time to time, although Murong Yan had a bad attitude towards her in the past, she was always noisy, but she didn't feel that there was a gap between the two.

Even, in order to save herself, she shot down Shen Yuetong's arrow.

This time, however, it felt strange, as if something was standing between the two of them.

She put the teacup on the small table and held her cheeks to meditate, according to Shen Yuetong's meaning, she would probably be assassinated.

But the National Teacher's Mansion is heavily controlled, where is she so easy to be assassinated?

Unless, there is an internal response.

And after Murong Yan's old illness attacked last night, Shen Yueru once visited her.

The ability of this lobby sister should not be underestimated.

Shen Miaoyan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Murong Yan, who was still staring at the scenery outside the car window, her cherry lips were not bloody, and her eyes were even more indifferent.

"Sister Murong." She called softly.

Murong Yan turned her face, and Shen Miaoyan rolled up her sleeves and poured her a cup of tea: "Thank you Sister Murong for that arrow yesterday." ”

As he spoke, he held the tea in front of her very seriously.

There was a glimmer of light in Murong Yan's eyes, Shen Miaoyan This means, show goodwill?

Shen Miaoyan held the tea motionlessly, and her voice was full of piety: "Sister Murong drank this cup of tea, don't blame Miaomiao for being stubborn before." ”

The carriage shook for a moment, and it had already entered the Suzaku Gate in the capital, and went all the way to the National Teacher's Mansion along Suzaku Street.

After a long silence, Murong Yan's dark eyes fluctuated: "Shen Miaoyan, I have always hated you. ”

Shen Miaoyan met her gaze fearlessly, "But you respect the national teacher, and I respect the national teacher equally." And some people regard the national teacher as a thorn in the flesh. Sister Murong is so smart, she must also know the word "Gong Gao Zhen Lord", right? Who is an enemy or who is a friend, Sister Murong should know in her heart. ”

There was a long silence in the carriage, and both Tian Xiang and Ah Qin lowered their heads, trying to minimize their presence.

The speed of the carriage gradually slowed down, and Murong Yan suddenly pushed away the tea, her face full of arrogance and disgust: "Shen Miaoyan, I don't believe that you are sincere in showing goodwill!" We'll see! ”

When the words landed, the carriage just stopped, she held Ah Qin's hand, and got off the carriage without looking back.

There were only two people left in the car, Shen Miaoyan and Tian Xiang, Tian Xiang looked at Shen Miaoyan, but saw that she only looked at the tea and smiled.

"Little Miss, I've arrived at the house." She reminded softly.

Shen Miaoyan took a sip of tea, and took a piece of candy from the food box in a good mood, "Let's get off!" ”

She was in a good mood, so she jumped out of the carriage lively.

Unexpectedly, he fell directly to the steps in front of him.

Tian Xiang exclaimed, only to see a black afterimage passing by, Jun Tianlan appeared in front of Shen Miaoyan in the next moment, and reached out to catch her.

Her face was full of sweet and cold ambergris, she grabbed Jun Tianlan's sleeve tightly, didn't dare to look up, and called softly: "National teacher ......"

Jun Tianlan put her on the ground and glanced at her coldly: "Next time, if you dare to jump out of the car directly, this seat will chop your feet." ”

Shen Miaoyan's small body shook, and he hurriedly grabbed his big palm flatteringly, and put the candy in his palm on his big palm: "National teacher, Miaomiao, please eat candy!" ”

The candy was pinched by her sweat, and in the sun, it had melted a little, exuding a faint pink crystal luster.

Jun Tianlan's face was full of disgust, and he paused word by word: "Shen Miaoyan, get this thing away immediately!" ”

Shen Miaoyan rolled her pretty eyes, muttered to herself, "I don't know good people's hearts", and then picked up the candy and stuffed it into his mouth: "It's peach-flavored, it's delicious." ”

"And." Jun Tianlan said coldly.

Shen Miaoyan looked over, his palm was facing up, and the palm of his hand was a melted sugar juice.

His palms have a thin layer of calluses, and his fingers are slender and white, which is very beautiful.

She took out a small handkerchief from her sleeve pocket and wiped it gently, but the sugar juice was sticky and couldn't be wiped clean at all.

She felt the increasingly strong gloomy aura emanating from this man's body, and she was a little frightened, so she bit the candy in her mouth and swallowed it, then grabbed the handkerchief, held his palm, and after thinking for a moment, she simply lowered her head and licked his palm.

The little pink tongue deftly licked the sugar juice from his palm one by one. His palms were rough and uncomfortable licking her.

Jun Tianlan frowned tightly, looking down at Shen Miaoyan, his long and narrow eyes were indescribably complicated, and he always felt that something was strange.

The guards around stared intently at this picture, secretly saying that the picture was too beautiful, but it was a pity that the master was too stupid.

Shen Miaoyan licked and licked, and finally thought about it, left a little bit, opened her big round eyes, and looked up at Jun Tianlan: "National teacher, I'll leave a little sugar juice for you to taste?" ”

It was just a moment of effort, Jun Tianlan was the expressionless and noble appearance again, and strode away: "It's all saliva, it's dirty!" ”

Shen Miaoyan looked at his back when he entered the mansion, and made a grimace, he was dirty, why did he wait for her to finish licking before he said, it was really sullen!

Immediately, she revealed two sweet pear vortices and followed briskly: "National teacher, you wait for me!" I'm not dirty! ”

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