As soon as Xiao Chayin heard this familiar and crisp voice in the carriage, he immediately lost his fierceness, and the little dimple was sunk and sweet, and he fluttered out happily.

"Fourth brother!"

Qin Xuanyi was also so frightened that she hurriedly opened the curtain of the car and looked out, looking at the imperial grandson who fell to the ground and screamed in pain with worried eyes.

Seeing that he was still alive and screaming, the little girl immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and a touch of happiness flashed coldly in her apricot eyes.

When she withdrew her gaze, she was naturally attracted by the heroic figure on horseback next to her.

The little girl subconsciously looked over and saw the scene of the young man glancing coldly at the loser, in this scene, the jawline was particularly sharp and outlined, but it was the young man's elegant and handsome face.

The half-green and immature young man is not distinct, and he is cold and resolute with his wanton youthfulness, which is when he is angry with fresh clothes.

Qin Xuanyi had never seen such a young man in the capital, he was so vivid, as if he was an eagle soaring in the sun, unlike the people she had seen, who seemed to be wearing masks, young and reckless, but always pretending to be deep.

The cheerful little milk voice of the little milk bag sounded in front of him, and the young man withdrew his gaze and raised his head.

The little girl saw the young man's movements, hurriedly lowered the curtain, and when the breeze blew on her face, she was shocked to realize that her cheeks were hot and her heart was pounding.

The pounding now is not the same as just now.

Outside the carriage, Xiao Chayin ran out, and sure enough, she saw her brother Rulin Qingli's figure, which was her most unbridled fourth brother.

The little milk bag was bouncing happily on the carriage.

"Four brothers, four brothers! Hey, you've come to see Yinyin! ”

Wei Zhuling turned around and saw the cute little pink milk bag on the carriage, and the killing between his eyebrows was suddenly replaced by a spring breeze young smile, uninhibited and chic.

"Xiao Yinyin, do you miss the fourth brother?" The young man's voice was as warm as wine, clear and slightly cool, with a faint chuckle in his tone, and the tone of coaxing his little sister was full of doting.

Xiao Chayin's little feet were upside down, her little hands were stretched out, and her milk voice was coquettish, "Fourth brother hug!" ”

Jing Qing looked at her brother's little milk bag full of eyes, and forgot what she was talking about all day long: Brother Jing Qing is the best.

The little boy smiled helplessly, and held his little sister to prevent her from jumping too far to the side to prevent her from falling.

Wei Zhuling immediately clamped the horse's belly and took the baby into his arms, and the moment a small group of soft and milky nests were put into his arms, the young man's sharp eyebrows and eyes were a little warmer.

"The sound is heavy, it seems that I haven't been stealing cakes lately." The young man hugged his little sister and turned it upside down, and couldn't help laughing, smiling heartily, but not as restrained as the prince of the capital.

As soon as these words came out, a soft laugh came from the carriage.

It was Qin Xuanyi, she was picking up Ying'er who was waved down in the carriage by the imperial grandson, but her ears couldn't help but pay attention to the beautiful clear voice outside, which was just right, and she couldn't help but think of the person's appearance.

When the crowd is around, when the halberd is decisive and decisive, when the horse is wildly unrestrained......

until I was amused by the words of this person's Geng Zhi brother who didn't open any pot and mentioned which pot.

The little girl hurriedly covered her lips with a weak heart, and the cold handkerchief touched her face lightly, the more ashamed she became, and her cheeks were delicate and red, and she coquettishly avoided the gaze of Ying'er and her fat sister.

Outside the carriage, the boy heard this soft girl laughing like a kitten, soft and delicate, and with a small whisper, it was quickly gone, like silk, and his ears could not grasp it.

Is this a sound that people can make? It's a kitten, right?

Wei Zhuling looked over in surprise and curiosity.

(End of chapter)