Jun Tianlan stood in front of the big chair with his hands in his hands, as if he was satisfied with Shen Miaoyan's answer, and his delicate thin lips slowly hooked up a chuckle.

And Han Xuzhi turned around, and Jun Tianlan's back blocked his line of sight from looking at Shen Miaoyan.

His gaze finally fell on the corners of her skirt scattered on the side of the large chair, and the sunlight jumped on the corners of the plain white skirt, and he remembered that when she was a child, she often ran after shadows under the sun.

At that time, she was really small, a soft ball, and the two dimples were particularly sweet when she laughed, and she took the corner of his clothes, raised her head and called him Brother Xuzhi, and there were a few dimples on the back of her fat and white hands.

But now she was hiding behind this man, and she didn't seem to want to look at him at all, let alone listen to him.

But he's not wrong!

For the daughter of a criminal minister, the identity of a noble concubine is already high.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead and nose, and finally he didn't say anything, arched his hand towards Jun Tianlan, and walked away quickly.

Shen Miaoyan was still nestled on the big chair, staring at Jun Tianlan with a pair of sly eyes: "National teacher, are you jealous?" You don't like Brother Xuzhi because he is good to me? ”

Jun Tianlan glanced at her condescendingly, and turned around and walked outside the courtyard without saying a word.

Shen Miaoyan jumped off the big chair, "National Teacher, I'm tired of staying here, I want to go back to the east compartment to live!" ”

Jun Tianlan walked with his hands in his hands, still without saying a word.

"National Teacher ......" Shen Miaoyan trotted to catch up, holding his sleeve with one hand, and said coquettishly, "What can you do without me serving you?" ”

"They're better than you are."

"But it feels different."

"What's the difference?"

"My daughter-in-law personally serves her, so she is naturally more intimate than others."

The corners of Jun Tianlan's mouth twitched, and she paused and turned to look at her, she didn't watch out, and bumped into him.

Shen Miaoyan raised his hand and touched his forehead, is this person's body beaten with iron, it hurts like this when he hits it......

"Shen Miaoyan, you must be self-aware! Bean sprouts like you, this seat can neither fall in love at first sight, nor can it be loved for a long time. ”

Jun Tianlan paused word by word, he remembered that this was the third time he had said such a thing.

Shen Miaoyan remembered the meat words that the little maids and maids in the house had said when he climbed over the wall and walked to the courtyard before, so he nodded sensibly, but still tugged at his sleeve and didn't let go: "The national teacher has not passed the day, how do you know that you can't be affectionate?" ”

She didn't quite understand what that word meant, but she had heard it said, so she said it casually.

And Jun Tianlan's complexion changed in an instant.

Shen Miaoyan blinked her round eyes, realizing that when Jun Tianlan was angry, it was already too late.

She let go of her hand, took a half step back, and then rushed towards the small courtyard like a ghost.

But before she could spread her hooves, Jun Tianlan had already grabbed her back collar, and her feet fluttered in the air a few times, and she was carried to Jun Tianlan.

He seemed to be smiling, "For a long time, love? ”

"National teacher, this idiom means that when two people get along for a long time, they will have feelings." Shen Miaoyan tried her best to pretend to be innocent, and compared her heart to Jun Tianlan, "Miaomiao has been with the national teacher for the past few months, and her love for the national teacher is so deep-rooted that she can't extricate herself, which is probably the so-called long-term love." ”

Jun Tianlan stared at her, this little thing had a sharp mouth, and always had the ability to go around for him.

He sneered and carried Shen Miaoyan to Hengwu Courtyard.

Shen Miaoyan was swaying in the air, and from time to time there were maids and guards passing by, seeing this scene, so they snickered while saluting, which made Shen Miaoyan feel very shameless.

So she coughed, facing the wind, and her voice was immature: "National teacher, I know that you sympathize with me for my hard walking, but carrying me like this, I really have no face." ”

"The inside is gone, what do you want to do with face?" Jun Tianlan's voice was faint.

Shen Miao choked on words, her feet fluttered weakly in the air twice, and finally obediently stopped talking, and was picked up and slipped into the Hengwu Courtyard.

Jun Tianlan let go of his hand and walked under the window, "Grind." ”

Shen Miaoyan walked over, stepped on the small bench, and sharpened the ink seriously, and Yu Guang saw Jun Tianlan come out with a blank notebook.

He dipped himself in ink, pondered for a moment, and quickly put pen to paper on the notebook.

Shen Miaoyan's ability to read and hyphenate is much stronger than before, she squinted her eyes and peeked over, this recital is about the rebellion in the southwest.

Originally, the state of Chu was quite peaceful, but as soon as Chu Yunjian ascended the throne, someone rebelled, which is not a good sign.

But now that I think about it, Chu Yunjian auctioned off the Shen Mansion to raise military funds before, could it be that he already knew about the rebellion in the southwest?

"National teacher, are you going to suppress the mutiny?" She asked softly, grinding her ink.

"Hmm." Jun Tianlan was halfway through writing, paused with his pen, seemed to be thinking about something, and quickly continued to write.

"Can I come along?"

Jun Tianlan turned his face sideways and glanced at her, she was small, still a childish, delicate and soft, how could she stand life in the army.

"I'm here to fight, not to my family." His voice was cold, but he thought in his heart that after he left, she would stay alone in the mansion, and it would be unsafe to be afraid, so it was better to call Rong Zhan to come over and protect her.

Shen Miaoyan was a little disappointed, and then asked, "Then when are you leaving?" When will you be back? ”

"Not sure yet." Jun Tianlan said, having finished writing the book, "You stay in the house obediently, and you are not allowed to make trouble." ”

"Got it......" Shen Miaoyan stretched her tone, and looked at Jun Tianlan with a pair of round eyes, with a little reluctance in her eyes.

On the other side, Han Tangzhi sent Murong Yan back to Yanran Pavilion, although she was very indifferent throughout the whole process, but his face was always soft: "You accompanied me to blow the wind in the garden for so long, and after you go back, ask the maid to boil a bowl of hot ginger soup for you to drink." ”

Murong Yan half-lowered her eyes, said "um", and turned around and entered Yanran Pavilion.

Han Tangzhi watched her enter it all the time before he withdrew his gaze, and his warm face was a little helpless and gloomy.

Han Xuzhi came over and bowed his hand to him slightly: "Big brother." ”

Han Tangzhi didn't look at him, but just went to the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Han Xuzhi put down his hand, displeasure flashed in his black and white eyes, but he didn't say anything and strode up.

In the Yanran Pavilion, Murong Yan sat down sullenly, Ah Qin brought warm ginger soup and told her to drink it to dispel the wind and cold, she waved her hand and walked to the embroidery bed to lie down.

When it was time for dinner, news suddenly came from Yanran Pavilion, saying that Murong Yan was feeling a cold.

Shen Miaoyan looked at Jun Tianlan, he used his dinner very calmly, "Call the house doctor to take a look." ”

The maid who came to report answered yes and retreated.

Shen Miaoyan took chopsticks and plucked rice, in the past few days, her relationship with Murong Yan was much better than before, and she quarreled when she didn't see each other again.

Now that Murong Yan is sick, do you want to go and see her?

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