handed over all the work in her hand to Fu Wenzhang, Ling Chan had nothing to do, she carried the basket and hummed a song to the imperial garden to pick flowers.

With a team of maids, they walked to the acacia where the tree was in full bloom.

It's already November, the weather is freezing, the air is cold, and it stands to reason that the acacia tree should be bare branches.

But after Emperor Qianhua knew that Ling Chan liked this tree very much, he offered a reward and found the best gardener to build a greenhouse for this big tree, so that it could continue to be evergreen and undefeated in November.

Of course, flowering is impossible, but Emperor Qianhua has another plan, he made glass gauze to make a piece of aceacia flowers that are enough to be fake, and then coated with acacia dew, pierced to the tree, looking from a distance, still fragrant like mist, pollen like clouds.

And Ling Chan's so-called flower picking, naturally is to pick and choose among the fake flowers of this tree, if the flowers can be selected by Ling Chan, the craftsman will have another reward.

Guanqin set up a ladder for Ling Chan, and Ling Chan climbed the leafy tree with small golden scissors.

Crawling and crawling, cold and cold, his fingers suddenly touched a piece of warm and slippery flesh, which made Chan's pupils shrink and raise her head in a hurry.

This is a hand, the complexion is very white, there are faint blue raised blood vessels under the skin, and the knuckles are slender, but there are thick calluses left by practicing martial arts in the palm and knuckles.

The wrist was wrapped around a hanging black leather corset, and the crimson band was tied haphazardly, and two beads fell from the end, floating in the air.

Looking at it from the hand, the boy's playful face was reflected in his pupils.

The eyebrows are dark and fly into the sideburns, and the eyes under the towering eyebrow bones are like a thin blade, cold and sharp.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the spirit is flying, it is the time of the stage.

The two looked at each other, and they spoke first, "You are a woman, what's the use of meddling in these things in the previous dynasty?" ”

"Be careful to leave a name in history and leave a stench for thousands of years."

Ling Chan's eyes were sharp, and when she found the platform, her thin lips pursed lightly, as if she was regretting, she chuckled in her heart, and said slowly: "You are in my way." ”

"......" rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, and lifted Ling Chan up with one arm, and his relaxed posture was like pulling a radish.

Ling Chan sat down slowly beside him, "I thought His Royal Highness King An would not appear in front of me again." ”

"......"

Ling Chan glanced at him and continued casually: "Isn't that arrow at the gate of the city the meaning of being both benevolent and parting ways?" ”

"......"

"So arrogant, aren't you afraid that I will stumble on you?" When the platform is vicious, the voice is vicious.

"Don't be afraid."

When Ling Chan faced the platform, her eyes and face were as calm and calm as her voice, "Your Majesty will help me." ”

"It's different to have a backer." The face twitched when he was on the stage, and the yin and yang sneered weirdly, and every word was as stiff as if it was squeezed out of the teeth.

"Or else?" Ling Chan snorted coldly, "Do you think I'm still a little girl who lets you bully?" ”

"Let me bully?" I grinded my teeth, but I still couldn't hold back, this liver fire, "When have I bullied you?" Aren't you bullying me?! ”

“？”

Ling Chan really felt aggrieved and puzzled when she looked at the platform, not only wondered: "The first time we met, you came to me with an arrow, which made me lose face, isn't this bullying?" The second time we met, you forcibly pulled me out of the bed, isn't this bullying? Later, Concubine Niangniang recruited me into the palace, every time I saw you, you had to sneer at me, and belittle me to nothing, isn't this bullying? ”

The face of the platform stiffened, and Ling Chan was still breaking her fingers and talking down one by one.

"And that Lantern Festival, you forced me to go to see the lanterns with you, which is also ......"

"It's not." He quickly interrupted her, "It's all my fault before, but the Lantern Festival time, I don't admit it!" If I don't kidnap you, do I want to watch my fiancée date another man? ”

Who is his fiancée? 】

Before Ling Chan could say anything, the system was furious first, scolding and scolding in Ling Chan's mind, spitting fragrant mouths, and spraying the body of the stage.

Ling Chan was cool.

She teased the cute and cute system, and was too lazy to do these senseless tongue entanglements with the Taishi, and said directly: "I don't want to see you." ”

"Then you go!"

"This is my tree." Ling Chan squinted at him: "If you don't leave, I'll call someone." ”

The lush branches and foliage obscured the sight of the maids below, but as long as Ling Chan raised her voice, they would immediately rush over to protect Ling Chan and fulfill her wish.

"Do you dare?" Yutai sneered, and his tone was mocking, "You were born in a Qinglou, and the rumors about me and the prince were all over the capital before, but now you have become a concubine, but it is rumored that you are hiding in the flower tree with your old lover and ex-fiancé...... Can your concubine still be a concubine? ”

"Come—hmm!"

Ling Chan covered her mouth by the quick-eyed Tantai, she frowned, glared angrily at Tantai, her white and tender cheeks were reddened by the coarse cocoons in his palm, her thin eyebrows were twisted, and her apricot eyes were misty and watery, as if tempting people to fall into this rippling water wave-

Even if you are angry, you have a charm that seduces people without knowing it.

"You can't blame me for that! Who let that you refuse to speak properly! ”

He glanced at her and turned his head quickly, his palms hot, "Can you listen to me well now?" ”

"I, I, I ......" he swallowed nervously in his throat, his voice still hoarse with nervousness when he spoke, "I'm here to apologize to you, I was too impulsive that day......"

He said with a stiff scalp and numbness, and suddenly saw the girl in front of him soften her willow eyebrows.

Her struggle slowed down, quieted down, and even bent her eyes at him.

He was stuck, and then he felt him covering Ling Chan's lips in the palm of his hand, the two soft and ruddy lips gently opened and closed, and something warm and wet clicked on his palm.

His face was flushed, half of his body was numb and stiff, he was stunned and stammered, "You...... You...... How dare you ......"

It was clearly a reprimand, but it made him speak softly.

Then, when he looked at Ling Chan in front of him, his round apricot eyes were bent, and his smile was charming and seductive.

made him dizzy, his limbs weak, and he watched Ling Chan slap his leg quickly and kick heavily on his waist and abdomen.

Bang –

was in a daze, and was negligent in guarding against the platform when he was kicked off the acacia tree by Ling Chan.

He fell from the layers of branches and leaves, and the branches with fake flowers rubbed against his skin, setting off red marks one after another, slightly oozing blood, and extremely vivid on the white skin.

Ling Chan's maid seemed to be screaming and screaming in a panic.

And after Ling Chan brushed away the branches and leaves, he only stared at Dieli's indifferent face.

His eyes were as plain as water, and he watched him fall without any fluctuations.