After staying in the study for half an hour, He Lan finally took out a cloud and mist map, which was Jian Huaili's last painting before his death.

She automatically ignored Lord Gongsun's painful expression, and bowed to him: "Thank you, Lord Gongsun." ”

Although Lord Gongsun's face was not good, he was also busy: "You're polite." ”

"Cloud and Mist" is also his favorite painting, just now he took out a lot of his father's authentic works, I thought that Helan would just pick a few similar ones and take them.

Who knows, she actually took a fancy to "Cloud Map" at a glance!

But where did he have the courage to say no?

He Lan said goodbye to Lord Gongsun, and Liang Zhi followed behind with the painting, but met Jian Yan who was about to leave the house.

From a distance, Jian Yan is indeed a handsome boy, but he is just a handsome boy, and the pride between his eyebrows is clearly visible.

As if sensing that there was someone in front of him, Jian Yan raised his eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Gongsun and Liang Zhi, who followed behind him, took a breath of cool air.

sighed sadly, and waited for Helan to pounce and entangle Jian Yan.

But the woman in front of her just glanced at Jian Yan lightly, and her steps never stopped.

It was Jian Yan, at that moment, he thought that He Lan was looking for him, but when he saw the woman's indifferent gaze, he seemed to feel a little indescribably disappointed in his heart.

He held the folding fan and bent over, "Jian Yan greets Princess Helan." ”

He Lan didn't want to pay attention to him, but everyone had already saluted, and she took their grandfather's painting again, so it was not good not to respond.

"Young Master Jian is polite."

Her indifferent appearance made the two people behind her feel surprised for a moment, but Jian Yan did not.

In the previous encounters, he had already understood.

Looking at the back of the woman in front of him, he suddenly remembered the majestic and chic figure of the woman in the friendship competition, and the light in his eyes was faintly bright.

Especially the poem that has long been recited between countries, and Helan was once crowned with the title of 'poet princess'.

He took a step back and said, "Jian Yan sent the princess." ”

He Lan didn't care about him at all, and had already taken a step away.

*

In front of the Gongsun Mansion, He Lan and Jian Yan came out with their front and back feet, she smiled at Jian Yan with her side eyes and nodded, and she was about to leave.

"Helan...... Princess. Jian Yan subconsciously called her.

He Lan's embroidered eyebrows frowned slightly, and the afterglow in the corners of his eyes seemed to be dyed with coolness, "Is there anything else about Gongzi Jian?" ”

For today's Helan, Jian Yan is happy and worried, and the former Helan can be said to be obedient to his words, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a holy decree.

Especially every time I see him, I am like a hungry wolf pounced on food, bringing him all kinds of good things, and even saying that I want to marry him.

Jian Yan has always been succeeded by the women in Yanjing, but now he is treated so indifferently by He Lan, he is a little lost in his heart.

He wondered if Helan really didn't have any other thoughts about him.

"If Gongzi Jian is fine, this princess will leave first." He Lan looked sideways and smiled at the stunned man.

And in the carriage not far away, the man's eyes were deep, as if there was a flash of sorrow.

It was as if he had been choked by the throat, and he suddenly suffocated.

Seeing He Lan smiling at Jian Yan, the man's gaze was withdrawn.

Weakly commanded: "Go home." ”

*

He Lan walked all the way back to the palace with Liangzhi, and they didn't take a carriage when they came out, but fortunately they were not very far away.

When I returned to the palace, I saw that I had just come out of the courtyard of the study and wanted to leave.

"The prince is back?" She asked.

When I wanted to look at her, my eyes were a little unkind, but my tone remained the same: "If you go back to the princess, the prince is back, in the study." ”

He Lan noticed the attitude of leaving, she just moved her eyelashes, and returned to Fanghuayuan with Liangzhi.

After putting away the painting and planning to give it to Shanyao the day after tomorrow, she closed the door.

Take out the rice paper, grind it, and pick up the pen to paint.