Zhanxing was dumbfounded: "Huh? What do you say, haven't been in contact with any girls? It's, it can't be."

Yan Wuqian is also the son of the princes, not to mention anything else, is there no maid to serve at home? The maid is also a girl.

"How impossible." Yan Wuyi was afraid that they would not believe it, "The Yan family finally came out of my brother who is a scholar, my father values him, in order to let him concentrate on his studies and abandon distracting thoughts, there is not even a maid in the courtyard, and all the people in Qingyishui are small servants."

"He usually doesn't listen to anything outside the window, and he may not know how to be funny and make girls happy, but others are absolutely reliable."

Yan Wuxian was afraid that Yan Wujian would not be able to speak because he had never dealt with girls, so he tried his best to defend Yan Wuji.

Seeing Yan Wuyi's nervous appearance, Hua Luo explained again: "Don't be nervous, I really didn't have any conflicts with your brother, it's just that it's getting late, and he went back first, maybe he didn't have the heart to go back for a while because you were too playful, so he didn't call you, he shouldn't have gone far now."

"Oh, okay then." Yan Wu didn't look like Hua Luo was lying, so he relieved his heart and said hello to Hua Luo, "Sister, see you another day."

Subsequently, Yan Wuyi also left.

Zhan Xing looked at Yan Wuyi running away to chase Yan Wuji's figure, and said with emotion, "Actually, this younger brother is also quite interesting, a proper little wolf dog."

"Little wolfdog?" Hua Luo was puzzled at first, and then suddenly remembered that Zhanxing had told her to use the dog type to refer to all kinds of men.

She pondered for a moment and put her elbow on Zhan Xing's shoulder: "It's over Zhan Xing, I didn't expect that Xuan Shujun would be such an innocent young man, listening to your reminder, I feel a sense of guilt now."

"It's okay, A-Luo."

Seeing Hua Luo say this, Zhan Xing comforted her in turn: "He fled in a hurry, which means that he doesn't understand anything, at least it's not that you led him crookedly."

Hua Luo threw the wicker that had been dangling in her hand for a long time: "If a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy really doesn't understand anything, won't he become a nerd who can only read dead books in the legend?"

Zhanxing's daily imagination was wild, and his mind was opened, and a question suddenly came to mind: "By the way, Ah Luo, let me ask you a hypothetical question."

"Ask." Hua Luo looked at Zhanxing, she didn't understand why Zhanxing had so many strange ideas in his little head every day.

"If there is no marriage contract, will you be with Xiao Yan Gongzi?"

"Nonsense, I wouldn't know him if I didn't have a marriage contract."

Seeing that Yan Wuji's posture is to be an official in the future, at most she will become her courtier in the future, and the two of them will not have any special intersections.

Zhanxing was dissatisfied with this answer, feeling that it did not achieve the effect she wanted, and re-assumed, "If you knew him, would you be with him?"

"I guess not." Hua Luo replied with some caution.

Zhan Xing shrugged, "So, Xiao Yan Gongzi is not your favorite type."

Hua Luo felt that Zhanxing's conclusion was a bit ridiculous, "But I don't know what type I like."

"You like the Golden Retriever, have you forgotten the Golden Retriever?" Zhanxing remembered that last time Hua Luo chose the Golden Retriever.

"It's just a dog, and if I'm going to be human, I don't know what I want. Men are just dispensable, not necessities, you see I have lived for sixteen years, and I don't live a good life without men."

「…… You're a genius of logic." Three black lines crossed Zhanxing's forehead, and he suddenly realized something.

"Then Ah Luo, if you don't have a marriage contract, will you take the initiative to find someone to marry?"

"Of course." Hua Luo replied very simply this time, "I am the crown prince, and I can't live without descendants."

Yes, Zhan Xing put his hand on his forehead: "Then what if! If you weren't a prince, or a princess, just an ordinary girl, would you still get married?"

"In that case...... Hua Luo's tail was long, as if thinking, "Not necessarily, if there are really no rules and regulations, I can do it as I please."

At least I won't be in a hurry to get married, and the above probability will not get married."

Hua Luo stretched out her fingers.

"Anyway, I don't think I should find a suitable man to marry when I am old, I will do everything according to fate, if I don't meet the right person at the age of twenty, I will choose not to marry for the time being; If I don't meet the right person at the age of thirty, I will still choose not to marry; If I can't meet it in this life, then I may be single for the rest of my life, so there is nothing wrong with that, I am free."

Hua Luo looked at Zhanxing after speaking: "What about Zhanxing?"

"Actually, my thoughts are similar to yours, everything is fate, if there is a suitable one, I will marry, and if there is no suitable one, I would rather be single for a lifetime."

"Then do you have the right one, the ideal type in mind?" Flora digging to the bottom.

"What ...... me?"

Zhan Xing, who has always been nervous and cheeky, actually showed a shy smile.

There are only three words in Hua Luo's mind - there is a situation.

"Zhan Xing, you have an ideal type, tell me honestly, who you have a crush."

Seeing that Zhan Xing didn't speak, Hua Luo analyzed by herself.

"Who can you look at when you stay in the East Palace all day, the East Palace is full of girls, should you ......?"

Hua Luo's brain was so big that she almost said it directly.

"Nothing, what can't be." Zhan Xing retorted angrily, "I'm that kind of normal girl, Ah Luo, let's go back first, I'll show you something when I go back~"

"Okay, then don't forget when you go back, Zhaoyue, let's go!"

Hua Luo beckoned to Zhaoyue on the side, and the three of them quickly rushed back to the East Palace.

Hua Luo pestered Zhanxing and asked, "What do you want to show me, take it out."

Zhan Xing still had the rare shyness just now: "You wait here for me for a while."

Then she went back to her room.

"What are you doing, Arlo."

Zhao Yue was confused, she was doing something else just now, and she didn't hear the conversation between Zhan Xing and Hua Luo.

"Ideal, you'll find out later."

As soon as Hua Luo said this, Zhaoyue was even more unconscious.

Before long, Zhanxing brought over a box.

"What's so mysterious, I put it in a box and locked it."

Hua Luo picked up the copper lock with her hand and looked at it carefully: "What's inside, open it quickly and take a look."

Zhan Xing used the key on his waist to open the lock, Hua Luo thought that there was some kind of treasure in it, who knew that a smell of food decay came from the face.

Hua Luo and Zhao Yue were caught off guard by this smell and couldn't help but cover their noses.

Hua Luo fanned the wind with her hand, and when she looked closely, she could vaguely recognize it as if it was a pastry, but it was not a normal fresh pastry, it was the kind that could no longer be corrupted.

The pastry is full of black spots, and there is a layer of hair, exuding a pungent smell, I can't tell how long it has been placed, but it will definitely not have this effect if it is not put for a few years.

Hua Luo felt spicy eyes after sitting close for a while, and got up to distance herself: "Zhanxing, this is your baby? What are you collecting this for, isn't it just a piece of pastry, this taste is too good......

"Yes, sister." Zhao Yue covered her nose and spoke in a thick nasal voice, "When I passed by your room before, I always felt that there was a strange smell wafting from your room from time to time, and I recently wanted to remind you that I always forgot to say it, but I didn't expect it to be this thing."

"But this is my treasure, my most precious and precious." Zhan Xing didn't realize it, and it was estimated that he was used to smelling it, and he didn't smell it for a long time.

"Ah Luo Zhaoyue, don't run, have you ever eaten durian, just treat it as a durian."

"What durian is not durian." Hua Luo couldn't accept it even more, "People are born with this taste of durian, you have spoiled the food, so you should throw it away."

"I don't, I'm going to collect it for the rest of my life." Zhanxing is extraordinarily stubborn.

Zhaoyue looked surprised: "Oh my God, sister, what kind of madness are you."

"Actually, that's ......."

Zhan Xing held his face in his hands, his eyes were full of stars, and told Hua Luo Zhaoyue a story many years ago.

"You gluttonous thief, don't you want to steal this, we'll give it to you now, eat it, why don't you eat it, eat it!"

A group of boys in brocade clothes surrounded a little girl in rags, and the little girl had a piece of pastry in front of her, which had long been trampled on by the boys.

The boys shouted at the little girls and bullied the weak with impunity.

The little girl curled up in a ball, tears sliding down her eyes, forming a distinct mounds on her filthy face.

"Stop!"

Just when the little girl felt helpless, a boy's voice with a sense of righteousness came.

Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was a boy as old as them.

The boy came up with a straight face and criticized the little boys who were bullying: "In broad daylight, don't you feel ashamed to bully the weak?"

"Slightly."

The little boys saw that the boy was followed by several tall servants, who would only bully the weak, and when they saw an adult coming, they were afraid, and they did not dare to argue and left.

The little girl maintained a curled position, crying profusely.

"Don't cry, this is for you to eat, it's delicious."

The boy walked up to the little girl and gave her a piece of pastry.

The boy's hands were sticky, and even the pastries were stained with his sweat, and they were a little damp.

The little girl did not dislike the pastry at all, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it, but was reluctant to eat it, and said to the boy with a sob, "Thank you...... Thank you."

"You're welcome, why are you here alone, your father."

The boy saw that the little girl was dressed in tatters, like a flower child, and asked with concern.

"My father and mother are dead......," the little girl said intermittently, "there is only one sister, everyone doesn't care about us, my sister is so hungry that she almost faints, I came out to get her food, who knows...... Who knows...... Woo woo woo ...... "

The boy thought for a moment and said to the little girl, "You wait for me here, and I'll be back shortly."

After a while, he ran back again, carrying a food box with several large plates of pastries: "Here, these are yours."

"Thank you." The little girl looked at the boy with a grateful face, and a little lost, "Since my father and mother died, no one has ever cared about us like this...... Brother, you're so nice!"

"It's not enough to raise your hands." A warm smile appeared on the boy's jade-like face, and he comforted: "These will pass, no matter what the circumstances you are in, you should live well, come on."