"Junlan, have you been sitting in front of the window blowing the cold wind?"

Lin Jingcheng stepped forward and pushed the wheelchair out of the window, with handsome eyebrows full of disapproval.

Ye Junlan smiled playfully: "Jing Cheng is rare to make a move, the hero saves the beauty, such a good show, wouldn't it be a pity to miss it." ”

"How can there be a hero who saves beauty, you are laughing again."

Lin Jingcheng pushed the wheelchair to the coffee table and sat opposite him with a smile.

"You still don't admit it?"

Ye Junlan pointed to his eyes and joked with a smile: "This king witnessed with his own eyes that you rescued a beautiful woman from the river, and the beauty was very good-looking, didn't you thank you and promise you?" ”

"Beauty? Have it? ”

Lin Jingcheng thought about it intently, he didn't have any impression of Wang Qiaoyan, and his mind was almost blank.

Suddenly, a pair of smart and cunning eyes appeared in front of his eyes.

Thinking of the little girl jumping angrily by the river, chasing him for a bamboo pole, the corners of her perfect lips rippled with a charming arc.

"I don't admit it yet."

Ye Junlan's eyes flashed, revealing a little playfulness: "I am fascinated by what I think of other people's big beauties, and I also say that there is no hero to save beauty." ”

"Hahaha."

Lin Jingcheng laughed loudly: "It's true that there is a little girl who is very interesting, but it's not what you think." ”

"Little girl?"

Ye Junlan's gossip heart was overflowing in an instant, and his eyes lit up: "What little girl, let's be clear, the 10,000-year-old iron tree has bloomed, and as the best brother, you must know the inside story." ”

"Stop!"

Lin Jingcheng had a black line: "What a 10,000-year-old iron tree, is it okay for the two of us to be the same age." ”

"This king is just an analogy."

Ye Junlan smiled narrowly: "If you weren't for an elm head, you wouldn't understand the amorous feelings, you wouldn't be sure of your relatives, and you wouldn't hide in Xiliang Country to accompany me." ”

"I'm only fifteen years old, and my good years have just begun, so why should I get married?"

Lin Jingcheng rolled his eyes, leaned back to the small collapse, and stretched his long legs comfortably.

"The prince of the Fengqi Guorong Prince's Mansion shoulders the heavy responsibility of inheriting the lineage, how can the elders agree?"

Ye Junlan smiled playfully and rewarded him with a pitying little look: "I think you should go back as soon as possible, choose a famous and noble girl who suits your heart, and set the family affairs, lest the empress be safe and come to Xiliang Kingdom with great fanfare." ”

"My aunt won't rush me."

Lin Jingcheng didn't care: "My aunt loves me the most, and she is reluctant to let me go back to suffer." ”

"You're going to rely on me all the time?"

Ye Junlan smiled playfully: "This king is so scared, the Xiliang National Temple is small, and it can't accommodate you, a great god." ”

"Isn't your courtyard built?"

Lin Jingcheng had a flash of inspiration, and came to a little spirit: "Why don't you go back to Kyoto City, let's go to your courtyard together for a while." ”

"Do you really want to stay in Xiliang Kingdom and not leave?"

Ye Junlan's heart trembled, and he was really frightened: "You are the prince of Prince Rong's mansion, and your status is noble, if something happens, this king really can't afford it." ”

"What could happen?"

Lin Jingcheng raised his eyebrows: "It's a time of peace, the millennium peace treaty has come into force, and there is no war in the seven countries, what danger will there be?" ”

"Even if mortals don't dare to harm you, there are still immortal cultivators."

Ye Junlan's eyebrows were stained with three points of banter: "In case someone robs money and robs sex, and snatches you back as a pressure on the village, this king has no ability to snatch you back." ”

"you."

Lin Jingcheng kicked the wheelchair and scolded with a smile: "What is the pressure on the village, what are you thinking about?" ”