"Lord Wang."

Ling Ying came in through the outer door, and was about to speak, but was startled by Yan Huaiji's movements.

Lingying: "??? ”

Isn't it, the prince of his family who kills people without blinking an eye is actually ...... Engaging in this kind of prank that only three-year-olds play, painting the faces of other little women??

Ling Ying called out that this was not the ruthless prince he knew.

Yan Huaiji's slender index finger was put in his lips and he sighed, wanting to continue, but this movement still woke Song Yiran up.

She rubbed her eyes, and Yan Huaiji had already pretended to look at the paperwork seriously.

Witnessing the whole process: "......"

"Ahem, what's the matter, tell me."

Ling Ying's eyes swept over Song Yiran with a complicated look, and his mouth was divided.

"The princess is simple by nature, not an outsider, there is no need to avoid it, you say."

In short, the princess is stupid, and it is useless to hear it.

Song Yiran hadn't reacted yet, and went to think back to the dream just now.

Oh my God, she dreamed of something indescribable.

That face in the dream, that face...... Hey! She suddenly thought of something, and suddenly covered her face, / Macho shy jpg.

[Hey, wait, there's something on your face, anchor!] 】

[Shhhh Shut up, plug, don't brush! Brush it to death again! 】

Ling Ying's eyes turned in front of the two, and the princess drew a few bars on both sides of her face, and her nose was also circled, looking like a cat.

It's just the feeling that I smell something unusual......

"Ahem! Say, what's the matter. ”

Yan Huaiji coughed vigorously a few times to bring him back to his senses, and squeezed his eyebrows.

Lingying: "...... Back to the prince, soon after the royal hunt, need to buy new clothes, the Wang family satin weaving shop recently entered a new batch of Jiangnan high-quality fabrics, specially invited the master to screen. ”

"Leave this little thing to the next person, just choose the good one, and bother the king to do something."

He doesn't have so much spare to choose fabrics.

"This ......"

Song Yiran took the initiative to capture important information.

Royal Hunt!

Isn't this the day when the four kings Yan Huaixiu and the heroine Lin Jiu'er met?

The original book was too long, she only looked at the part of the main line of men and women and Lin Rong'er, and vaguely remembered that Lin Jiu'er was framed by the second aunt in the house and lost her memory and thrown to a small mountain village to be a simple citizen.

Lin Jiu'er was kind by nature and rescued Yan Huaixiu, who was plotted against during the hunting process, but Lin Jiu'er didn't know his identity at the time, and then went to the capital by chance to reunite with Yan Huaixiu.

There has been such a long interval in the middle, if she goes to add fuel to the fire and directly matches the two, won't she be able to go back earlier?

Since you can't kill the villain, it's not bad to start from the protagonist's side!

Song Yiran's eyes lit up, and he turned his head and asked Yan Huaiji, "Lord Wang, you will take your concubine to the royal hunt, right?" ”

That's natural, how can there be a reason not to take the princess there.

Yan Huaiji replied in his heart, but he didn't say it.

"Shadow of the Tomb."

Lingying, who wanted to go back, turned back again, "The subordinates are here." ”

"Prepare the carriage and go to the Wang's satin weaving building."

"Huh? Ay? Why are you ignoring me, I will go! Please, good prince~"

On the carriage, Yan Huaiji looked at this little flower cat face and secretly held back a smile.

Song Yiran was furious by him, and shook her body, "The prince said that he would take the concubine with him, right?" ”

"Hmm." The sound trembled.

"What is the prince doing, I see that the concubine is strangely uncomfortable."

"Poof."

Song Yiran: "......" laughing hair.

"Ahem, I really can't do anything about the princess, who made the princess grow a funny face." Yan Huaiji stopped smiling and took a white veil for her to put on.

This cute appearance can't be seen by others.

However, Song Yiran thought directly in the opposite direction.

“...... The prince thinks I can't take it? ”

Don't climb any national color and fragrance, just because of the delicate and small facial features of the collagen skin on this face, Song Yiran can't say such nonsense that she is ugly.

Yan Huaiji rested his legs and gestured as a big man, "Hmm, you can also say that." ”

...... Thank you so much.

When he arrived at the Wang Family Satin Weaving Building, Wang Jinchai, the owner of the Wang Building, personally stepped forward to greet him, and the fat on his face was squeezed together with a flattering smile.

He regarded Song Yiran as the prince's newly accepted little maidservant, and went upstairs directly.

Song Yiran was happy to follow him up and measure Yan Huaiji's body.

Not for anything else, for she saw something like a chapter around his waist.

Let's just say, this kind of thing is either in the study or on the body.

"Give it to me, being able to serve the prince is a blessing that I have cultivated in my previous life!" Song Yiran took the rope ruler in the hand of another little guy, and her face was full of excitement.

Yan Huaiji stood in place and let her probe around.

She was a little cautious at first, but then she released her nature directly.

He put his arms around his strong waist and touched his little hands.

Yan Huaiji, who was rubbed with oil: "......"

Song Yiran's side cheek was attached to Yan Huaiji's chest muscles, and he could be regarded as touching the cold jade seal in his hand, which was probably the official seal that Yan Huai Xiu said.

She tried to tug it, but it seemed to be tied to death, and it was unrealistic to pull it directly.

I could only withdraw my hand cowardly, and found that I had found something my body.

"......" she raised her eyes and looked at Yan Huaiji.

[Blanch, I don't want to understand in seconds!! 】

[Hey??? What does that mean? 】

[Drop, not suitable for children, the underage sister upstairs, please quit the live broadcast room. ] 】

【？？？ 】

"Ahem, you're doing well."

One second after he said it, Song Yiran wanted to hammer himself to death with a fist, saying that people are born well, why are there problems, right? !

didn't see his expression clearly, Song Yiran ran downstairs with his head down.

The face is something that sometimes you still have to ask for.

"This cloth caresses the tenderness, and it is the most delicate girl's house."

"Don't be polite, if you like it, wrap it all up, come on, come and wrap this row to Miss Jin!"

Hiss...... In other words, the timbre of this scumbag and boss quotes is a little familiar.

She looked at it, wasn't this the little apprentice she recognized when she came out to play that day?

It was a little different from the last time, and the guards behind him stood in a whole column.

Hey, I'm still flirting with my sister now, and I don't know who the little kid who had to stuff her jade clothes with red eyes at that time.

She wandered around and straightened her ears.

"Xiao Gongzi is so generous, the little girl has nothing to repay, only a bag of osmanthus sachets compiled by herself, and I ask Gongzi to accept it."

"Miss Jin, what are you talking about, I'll send someone to your house, don't be tired." Xiao Changyi took the sachet with a smile, "It's worthy of Miss Jin, I will definitely bring this sachet with me every day!" ”

After politely sending Miss Jin into the carriage and leaving, Xiao Changyi's face was very rippling.

But when he turned around, he changed his face, "Master, my mouth is dry, do you have any eyesight?" ”

"Yes, yes, master, sit down, and the little one will bring you some tea!" Xiao Liu has almost always been hunched up, for fear that he will not be able to serve this little ancestor well.

When Xiao Liu passed by Song Yiran's side, he didn't pay attention to the stumbling under his feet.

The tea in his hand was instantly sprinkled on Xiao Changyi's expensive satin.

"Lord! Master!!! ”

Xiao Liu was even more shocked than if his neck was wiped, and hurriedly knelt down and wiped it with his cuffs.

Xiao Changyi frowned, obviously a little angry, "Get out!" ”

He stood up and shouted at Song Yiran.

"Hey! Yes, it's you, you come and wipe the master clean! ”