It was a June afternoon, and the sun was a little dazzling.

Zhang Li followed Tian Xiang to bend around in the endless corridor, she was dressed brightly and movingly, but after walking for so long, her body was already drenched in sweat, her back was wet, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead, which made her delicate makeup.

She couldn't help wiping her sweat with a handkerchief: "Hasn't Hengwu Courtyard arrived yet?" ”

"No, Miss be patient." Tian Xiang walked ahead, a malicious smile on the corner of her lips.

After another quarter of an hour, I finally arrived at the gate of Hengwu Courtyard.

Zhang Li breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Miss is here later, the slave will go in and report." ”

When Zhang Li first came to Jun Tianlan's residence, he was embarrassed to go in directly, so he had to wait at the door.

Tian Xiang entered Hengwu Courtyard, but he never went to see Jun Tianlan, but ran to the east compartment, attached it to Shen Miaoyan's ear, and whispered a few words.

Shen Miaoyan had just woken up from a nap, and was in a daze, when she heard her say that Zhang Li was coming, most of her sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and she hurriedly twisted a cold water handkerchief to wipe her face, "The national teacher doesn't want to see her, so let's tell her to stand at the door for a little longer." ”

As he spoke, he thought of the innocent three-year-old child who died, and there was a little more coldness in her amber eyes, "Her heart is too vicious, and when she steps into Hengwu Courtyard, I feel that she has defiled this courtyard." ”

"What the young lady said is that when the slave maid brought her in, she looked all the way, and that look was strange and uncomfortable." Tian Xiang dismantled the unkempt hair balls for her and re-combed them, "Is Miss hot?" Chilled cherries and bayberry in the kitchen. ”

"Cherries and bayberry?" Shen Miaoyan was aroused, and hurriedly brought her to it.

At this time, in the study, Jun Tianlan was wearing a white dark pattern large-sleeved brocade robe, sitting on a soft couch and reading a book.

Shen Miaoyan walked through the bead curtain and put the two plates of seasonal fruits in his hand on the low table: "National teacher, eat the fruit." ”

Jun Tianlan turned his head to look and saw that in the white crystal plate, the round and full shape of cherries and bayberry was soaked in crushed ice, the colors were bright, and they were exuding a sweet and sour smell.

Shen Miaoyan picked up a cherry, ate it herself, and couldn't help nodding: "Well, the flesh is delicious, sweet and sour, and it's delicious." ”

Jun Tianlan also ate one, looked at the crimson bayberry, and said lightly: "In ancient times, Cao Cao was marching, and there was a shortage of water in the army, so in order to encourage the soldiers to continue to hurry, he used a small strategy, but do you remember what the strategy was?" ”

Shen Miaoyan grinned, ate a bayberry, and raised her eyebrows: "Wangmei quenches your thirst!" He lied to the soldiers, saying that there was a plum grove ahead of him, and there were many sour plums. As soon as those soldiers heard this, they unconsciously secreted saliva from their mouths, and they had the strength to keep going! Right? ”

"Hmm." Jun Tianlan pursed a smile on his thin lips, quite satisfied with Shen Miaoyan's performance.

However, Shen Miaoyan jumped off the soft couch, ran to the desk and took a brush, stood in front of Jun Tianlan, held his cheek with his little hand, and drew on it: "National teacher, if you lose, you will be punished!" ”

"Shen Miaoyan!" Jun Tianlan frowned.

Shen Miaoyan drew a few strokes on his face very quickly, "In the future, the national teacher will test me, if I answer, the national teacher will be punished." If I don't answer, I'll be punished voluntarily. ”

As he spoke, the smile on his face widened.

Jun Tianlan had nothing to do with her, so she had to go.

After Shen Miaoyan finished painting, Jun Tianlan took the book again and read it, not affected by the things on his face in the slightest.

Shen Miaoyan sat cross-legged on the side of the low table, staring at his perfectly lined side face while eating, this man's face was painted, but looking at it like this, he still had a noble appearance.

The elegant phoenix eyes, the tail of the eye is obliquely raised, the low eyelashes are slender and straight, the bridge of the nose is higher than that of ordinary people, and the lip flap is a beautiful coral color.

His complexion is delicate and fair, with a crown of black and gold hair tied high, and a few long strands of broken hair falling down, which sets off the side line of his face perfectly and exquisitely.

She looked at it, forgot to eat the cherry, couldn't help but kneel on the low table, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly kissed him on the cheek.

Jun Tianlan frowned and turned her head to look at her, this girl was like a little wild cat, kneeling on a low table, with round eyes, completely unorthodox.

"Shen Miaoyan, you-"

"National teacher, you are so good-looking." Shen Miaoyan interrupted him, jumped into his arms numbly, and put his hands around his neck affectionately, "National teacher, come and kiss me!" ”

Jun Tianlan wanted to throw her to the ground, and in fact he did.

However, the dead girl hugged his neck tightly, and her legs wrapped around his waist, like an octopus, and she couldn't shake it off.

"Shen Miaoyan, let go!" He was angry.

"Don't let go."

"This seat tells you to let go! You're thirteen years old now, what kind of physiognomy is it to hug and hug a man like this?! ”

"The national teacher is my man, I hug my man, what's wrong? Could it be that the national teacher still wants to marry Zhang Li? She was sharp-toothed, and her whole person was hung on Jun Tianlan.

The two were in a stalemate, and finally a little maid cowered in and reported: "Master Qiqi, Miss Zhang from the Prime Minister's Mansion asks to see ......"

Shen Miaoyan looked at the sunny sky outside the window, Zhang Li stood outside for about half an hour, the smile on the corner of her lips became eager, and turned to Jun Tianlan: "National Teacher, do you want to see her?" ”

"Nope." Jun Tianlan was obsessed with taking the little girl off his body, and kept dragging her to the side.

The little maid was waiting to go out, but Shen Miaoyan said: "It's hard for people to run this trip, how can you not see it?" Let her in. ”

The little maid saw that Jun Tianlan had no objections, so she hurriedly retreated to ask for someone.

There was frost and snow condensed between Jun Tianlan's eyebrows: "Shen Miaoyan, get down!" ”

Shen Miaoyan's legs were wrapped tighter, and his face was bulging: "I don't." ”

She wanted Zhang Li to see this picture, so that she knew that only she could get close to her family and national teacher.

The two argued constantly, Shen Miaoyan saw Zhang Li coming this way through the window behind Jun Tianlan, so he reached out and took a cherry, learning from the way those fireworks women fed Chu Suiyu food in the restaurant, put it in his mouth, raised his little face, and tried to kiss Jun Tianlan.

Jun Tianlan was taken aback, in his early years, when he was discussing with others, he had also been to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, knowing that this was a common method used by those fireworks women.

But I don't know, where did this little girl in his family learn it?!

A nameless fire rushed from his heart, he held Shen Miaoyan's face and didn't allow her to approach: "Shen Miaoyan, you give this seat some reserve!" ”

As she spoke, a maid opened the bead curtain, and Zhang Li stepped in.

She saw the two people on the soft couch at a glance, Shen Miaoyan's legs wrapped around the waist of the national teacher, his hands around his neck, and cherries in his mouth, as if he wanted to feed the national teacher.

And the national teacher held her face, and her phoenix eyes were complicated.

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