Shen Ruolian pursed her lips silently, it turned out that he had long known that he was pretending to be asleep, but she didn't plan to admit that she was pretending to be asleep because he came in, that would make him feel that he was useless.

She pretended to be woken up by a touch on his forehead, first smashed her mouth, then slowly opened her eyes, and yawned a little.

His right elbow was propped up on the couch, and he blinked, putting on a blank look, "Huh? Already gone? Why did I fall asleep all of a sudden? ”

There seemed to be a chuckle overhead, with a hint of banter.

The pleasant voice was like a willow in spring, and there were ripples in Shen Ruo's heart lake, her heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, and her ears burned a little.

He laughed at her words and said:

"I've been walking for a while, and when I came in, I saw you asleep."

After a pause, he smiled and asked, "Fang Caigu woke you up?" ”

Shen Ruolian's ears burned even more.

She nodded stubbornly and whispered an "um".

It was already evening, and the carriage was walking from south to north, and the carved window on the left side cast a warm orange light, and the carriage also looked warm, quiet and beautiful.

There is also a fruit bowl on the mahogany carved table next to it, in which are a few peeled lychees, the white, tender and transparent lychee flesh is more and more moist and full by the sun, and there are a bunch of red lychee shells scattered on the table near Yan Wen on the side.

I think that Fang Cai's small voice is that he is peeling lychees.

Yan Wen sat on the right side, his eyebrows and eyes looking extremely gentle in the warm light that came in.

He glanced at her with a smile, didn't say anything, put down the book in his hand, and brought the fruit bowl over, "Fang just drank the medicine and performed very well, eat two lychees, and your mouth will not be bitter." ”

When Shen Ruolian heard this, she suddenly felt her scalp tingle, and subconsciously looked into his eyes.

But seeing that he looked as usual, he just looked at himself gently, and felt that he must have thought wrong, this must be just a coincidence, he definitely didn't see Pei Ci'an secretly giving her candy.

Shen Ruolian hesitated, didn't dare to make a branch, took out a peeled lychee from the fruit bowl he handed over, and threw it into his mouth as if nothing happened.

I didn't forget to smile sweetly and said, "Thank you, Brother Huang." ”

Yan Wen responded lightly, put down the fruit plate, wiped his hands carefully, and then continued to pick up a lychee, peeling the lychee shell carefully.

Shen Ruolian's gaze fell on his hand along the movement, and her white and slender fingers pinched the bright red lychee shell, and the bone joints gently exerted force.

The sleeves of his shirt slipped off a little because of the movement, and she could see that his wrist was as white as the finest mutton fat jade in the world, and the blue veins faintly appeared under the thin skin on the inside, and the back of the other hand was downward, and the wrist bones were thin and sharp.

A pair of very beautiful hands, as perfect and unattainable as he is.

After peeling a lychee, he sent it to her, "Eat another one?" ”

Shen Ruolian stared at the finger.

The white, tender and juicy lychee meat was wrapped in his fingertips, and the crystal juice was slowly sliding down his fingertips to the bony wrist.

Under the soft glow of the setting sun, there was a bright and glowing trace on his jade-like hand.

It's cold and confusing.

Is this such a hand lingering on her face while she is just unconscious?

She wasn't sure, but she still swallowed her saliva subconsciously, feeling as if she had become the lychee twisted between his fingers at the moment.

She didn't reach out to take it, but directly opened her mouth to take the lychee, and her lips inevitably touched his fingers.

When the warm mouth held the slightly cool fingers, Shen Ruolian heard the man's breathing sink suddenly.

She came back to her senses suddenly, hurriedly rolled her little tongue into her mouth, rubbed his fingertips and rolled the lychee into her mouth, then lowered her eyes and ducked back.

Know you've made a mistake.

Shen Ruolian's heart was almost jumping out, her lips and the tip of her tongue were numb and hot, and it seemed like there were many ants crawling over, crispy.

The man in front of him didn't speak for a long time, Shen Ruolian didn't know what his expression was, and the carriage was so quiet that only the faint breathing of the two could be heard.

After a while, when Shen Ruolian was embarrassed to say something to explain, the carriage suddenly stopped, and Li Fuan's voice came from outside:

"Your Highness, there seems to be something wrong with Master Pei's carriage, this ......"

Yan Wen didn't speak, and the carriage became more and more depressed, and the air was like a bow stretched to the extreme.

It was a long time before she heard him say outside:

"Alone."

In a calm tone, his voice was a little obscure.

With that, she felt him glance at her meaningfully, and then got out of the carriage without looking back.

Finished......

Shen Ruo hung his head in frustration, spit out the lychee core and threw it on the plate on the table, he must have been even more disgusted with himself.

As soon as he thought of the sound of his slightly heavy but still withstanding breathing, Shen Ruolian knew that he must be angry, he must have felt that she was hooking him again.

But she was a ghost at the time, she thought that hand was too beautiful, and saw the juice slide down his hand, and couldn't help but want to lick it.

- She usually eats fruits, and she also has the habit of wiping her fingers.

And didn't she lick him later, but just ate the lychee......

Well, she confessed, the moment she saw his hand, the thought that such a beautiful pair of hands had touched the back of her ear and the side of her neck, she felt the urge to go up and hug him, take his hand, and gnaw at him fiercely.

For a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, Yan Wen, a noble and mature man of twenty-four or five, is too deadly.

She fell in love with such a man at the beginning of her love, so how could she look at others again.

She was like a little fox whirring, trying her best to roll him into her little tail, but her tail was still too small and soft, and he was indifferent.

It can't be said that he is indifferent, he was actually swept away by another fox a long time ago.

Shen Ruolian knew that she had actually accepted her fate to marry Pei Ci'an, and she had already decided to let Yan Wen go of him, but she would still be a little disappointed occasionally.

But it's much better than before, and she feels that she now looks up to him more than she loves him.

-

After Yan Wen got out of the carriage, he looked at Pei Ci'an, and saw that the carriage seemed to be broken, and it was estimated that it would not be repaired for a while.

He thought for a moment, and instructed Li Fuan as usual, "Let Pei Ci'an sit in this carriage later." ”

Li Fuan subconsciously asked, "What about Your Highness?" ”

Yan Wen put his hands behind his back and twisted his fingers, "Go and see Miss Sun alone." ”

Li Fuan understood, now that there are only two carriages, it is definitely not possible to let Master Pei and Miss Sun ride in the same car, and the marriage between the prince and Miss Sun, the princess and Master Pei is almost a sure thing, and it is harmless to ride in the same car.

He immediately complied, went up and took down the prince's customary tea set.

Yan Wen just took two steps towards Sun Jingchu, suddenly paused again, turned his head and turned his eyes to Qiu Rong, and said lightly:

"Pei Ci'an will come later, and you and Master Pei will go up together, so that you can serve your master."

After that, he no longer cared about this side of the matter, and went to Sun Jingchu's carriage instead.

As soon as she entered, Sun Jingchu was about to get up and salute, but Yan Wen stopped her and sat down opposite her at will.

Li Fuan came in and refilled tea for him, and put the book he had just read in his hand, and after packing it up, Li Fuan went out to sit outside with the coachman, and the team began to move slowly again.

Yan Wen picked up the travelogue casually and flipped through it slowly.

Sun Jingchu sat opposite him, feeling apprehensive, a little uneasy, and looked up at him from time to time.

She began to guess what he knew from what he had known since he told Li Fuan about the bracelet, but she wasn't sure how much he knew, and the bracelet, was it a reminder or a temptation?

Anyway, she wanted to explain it to him.

When he turned the page of the book again and glanced at it a few times, and reached for the teacup on the table, Sun Jingchu took a step ahead of him and picked up the teacup and handed it over.

Yan Wen paused his hand, glanced at her, his gentle eyebrows and eyes could not see the emotion, and he said thank you lightly.

Sun Jing's original intention was horizontal, and she took advantage of this effort to explain:

"Just now, I also looked at the koi fish in the lake, and I wanted to ask the princess to come and have a look, who would have thought ......"

As she spoke, she choked up and became more and more guilty, "It's all because I didn't perceive the danger and almost hurt the princess." ”

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and wiped her tears, thinking that Yan Wen would comfort her, but she didn't want him to listen to her, so she put down the book and stared at her coldly.

Sensing his gaze, Sun Jingchu's heart was half cold.

The crown prince was gentle and humble most of the time, and Sun Jingchu had known him for a long time, so he naturally knew that he was not as gentle as he appeared.

But this kind of cold gaze of his, she had only seen it when he looked at others, and now that this look fell on herself, Sun Jingchu didn't dare to look up at him.

Yan Wen's fingers were lightly tapped on the table, making a rhythmic "tuk tuk" sound, and after a while, his tone sank.

"The Hanruo Lake in the backyard of Hanshan Temple, you have been to it no less than three times this year alone, on the fifteenth day of the first month of the first month of the first year, you came to incense with your mother and sister, your sister once slipped on a stone there and almost fell into the lake, and then the little novice in the temple repaired the stone, but it rained a few days ago, and the stone was loose again."

His voice was faint, with a confident steadyness, but it was also cold and sharp, and even the corners of his lips were hooked with a seemingly nonexistent arc, which seemed quite calm.

Sun Jingchu's blood faded in an instant, she couldn't have imagined that the time for the accident was so short, and the scene was chaotic at that time, he could still investigate these things clearly.

At this moment, she was facing those two lines of sight that almost saw her through, and she panicked.

"I—I'm just ......"

Sun Jingchu tried her best to calm her flustered heartbeat, thinking quickly in her mind, "I didn't think about harming the princess, I just thought about ......"

"You think that Pei Ci'an is in front of you, if he can be a hero to save the United States, Jianing will definitely be moved." Yan Wen made up for her the rest of the words.

Sun Jingchu bit her lip and didn't make a sound.

"But I don't understand."

Yan Wen leaned forward, resting his elbows on his two slightly open legs, approaching Sun Jingchu, his sharp gaze fixed on her eyes.

"Jianing is not moved by Pei Ci'an, what does it have to do with you?"

He observed the look in her eyes, a flash on his face, and then he straightened up and sat up.

"Miss Sun, I don't care how you play tricks on your heart, and even Gu is happy to see that Gu's crown princess is not a person without a city. But there is one thing, Miss Sun, remember that Jianing is Gu's younger sister—"

Yan Wen leaned back slightly, lowered his eyes and wiped his fingers with a handkerchief.

After a while, the tip of his tongue crossed his teeth, and he stared at Sun Jingchu again, revealing an inadvertent sharpness in his tone:

"It's also the bottom line of loneliness."