Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

After Su Danchen brought Lan Ziqing and Ying Xuan back to the palace, he felt that it was still early, so he ordered someone to set a pot of hot tea under the jujube tree courtyard to relieve the accumulated delicacies.

The night is as bright as washing, and the sky is full of stars.

At the case, only Lan Ziqing and Ying Xuan could be heard talking and laughing happily.

One is that the literati and elegant scholars are the first, full of economics, and eloquent.

One is Taifu's favorite student, generous and eloquent.

The two made tea and discussed wine, talking and laughing happily, but they left Su Danchen aside.

Fortunately, Su Danchen was born with few tendons, so he didn't care at all.

He propped his head up and listened to what they said, adding tea for the two of them from time to time.

At that time, Lan Ziqing and Ying Xuan were discussing the famous wine Sangluo in the world.

"Although mulberry is mellow, it is a pity that it is strong and not as elegant as tea."

Lan Ziqing said.

"The prime minister is used to drinking fine tea, so naturally he doesn't like strong wine, just like a good drinker doesn't like weak tea."

Ying Xuan looked at Su Danchen with deep meaning.

"Your Highness wants tea or wine."

Su Danchen didn't hear what he said, blinked his sparkling eyes, and said truthfully: "Of course I like wine, tea is boring."

Ying Xuan's lips pursed into an arc, as if he was very satisfied with his answer.

Lan Ziqing's heart trembled when he heard this, and his white fingertips tightened suddenly, with such force that the teacup in his hand was almost crushed.

Slowed down, and asked expressionlessly: "Your Highness doesn't like tea, and my minister doesn't like wine. What should I do?"

Seeing his face change, Su Danchen recalled the seemingly peaceful and gentle conversation between the two people, but in reality they were confronting each other. Suddenly he understood, and said with an apologetic smile: "Too much alcohol hurts my health. I'd rather drink tea."

As he spoke, he picked up the tea and gulped it down.

Lan Ziqing's expression brightened.

Ying Xuan's eyes as deep as a well sank.

"It's getting late, let's go back to the room early to rest."

Su Danchen saw that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he hurriedly jumped out to smooth things over.

"Master Ying, your room is the first one in the west wing, and I have already ordered someone to clean it."

"The minister interrupted."

After saying the word "excuse me", he didn't get up. He was still sitting on the stone bench, drinking the cold tea slowly.

Su Danchen only thought that he still wanted to sit down, so he told him "go to rest early", and dragged Lan Ziqing to the inner corridor.

"The next official has something to do, can I ask the prime minister alone."

A low voice came from behind.

Lan Ziqing stopped in her tracks, glanced at the silent back from the corner of her eye, and her brows darkened.

When receiving Su Danchen's questioning gaze, he still nodded with a smile, signaling him to take a step first.

"Ziqing, your room is the second in the East Wing, so I won't see you off."

Glancing at the two of them, he turned back to his room with a strange expression on his face.

Lan Ziqing looked at the stone-like figure in the dark night, his dark eyes turned cold, and he walked back step by step.

Sit down slowly.

The slightly withered jujube leaves rustled down.

Lan Ziqing looked at him calmly through the starlight.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, his face is like a crown of jade.

It was indeed a handsome face.

It's just that those eyes are as quiet as stagnant water, too quiet.

There was a lifeless silence.

"Please tell me, my lord."

While Lan Ziqing was sizing up Ying Xuan, Ying Xuan was also observing him in secret, his deep eyes were sinking and sinking, the line of his jaw was stiff, after a while, Fang slowly opened his mouth.

"A few days ago, Xiaguan fell in love with a bright pearl in the pearl shop. The pearl was round and warm to the touch. It was really attractive. Xiaguan planned to buy it, but unexpectedly, someone bought it first and put it in his arms. middle."

"Xiaguan would like to ask Lan Xiang how to get the bead buyer to give up the jewelry. If he is willing to give up, Xiaguan is willing to exchange his wealth and life."

It seems that it is not enough, add a sentence.

"Walk through fire and water, and never give up."

Lan Ziqing heard the meaning behind the words, smiled and shook her head.

"Since Mingzhu was bought by someone, why should Mr. Ying keep thinking about it, and let it go."

"It's fine if it's something else, but Xiaguan really likes this pearl very much, but I beg that person to give in, Xiaguan is willing to give everything he has."

Staring closely at the indifferent person opposite, her thin lips moved, and said again: "As long as that person can meet the conditions, the subordinate will definitely do it for him."

Lan Ziqing sighed.

"Master Ying is willing to give everything, but he doesn't know that this bead is also everything to the bead buyer. How can that person give up the treasure that he finally got."

Ying Xuan's expression turned cold, and he said, "Hearing Xiang Lan's words, the next official is hopeless."

Lan Ziqing: "There are so many treasures in the world, why should Mr. Ying be obsessed with them?"

Ying Xuan: "I would like to ask the bead buyer why he is so persistent and refuses to let go."

Lan Ziqing: "Master Ying, what does this mean?"

The corners of Ying Xuan's mouth were raised upwards, and there was an unruly light in his eyes.

"The future will be long, and it is still unknown who will win the deer."

Lan Ziqing's face was startled, "In response to your lord's words, we are going to fight to the end."

"If that person has the ability, why should he be robbed by others?"

Lan Ziqing was silent for a moment, then smiled calmly, poured a cup of tea, and picked it up.

"The truth is, I will use tea instead of wine. I wish Mr. Ying every success."

Cups collided with cups, making a cold sound of "clang".

Their eyes met, each other had a cold and sharp gaze.

Invisible sparks criss-crossed violently in the air.

"The truth is one step ahead, and adults should take care of themselves."

"The next official will send you off."

Su Danchen went back to the room first, and sat at the table bored, fiddling with the wick.

Guessing that it was almost time, he got up and went out, walked two steps, and came to the second room in the east wing next door.

He was full of doubts and urgently needed someone to ask him to clarify.

"Come in."

As soon as he knocked on the door, there was a reply inside.

Su Danchen opened the door and went in. Lan Ziqing was sitting at the table, holding the teapot gracefully, pouring out a cup slowly, and then moved to another cup.

Judging by the situation, it is expected that he will come.

Lan Ziqing raised her eyes to look at him, there was always a vague smile on her lips, her eyes were cold without any warmth, there was a hidden thunder.

Mountain rain is about to come.

"Ah... I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I won't disturb Ziqing and your rest."

Su Danchen walked halfway, and after seeing his strange face clearly through an oil lamp on the table at the moment, he was frightened and hurriedly fled behind.

If he remembers correctly, the last time he saw Ziqing

With this look, I was almost quilt by Ziqing...

The memory of that night rushed to his heart, making him shiver uncontrollably.

As soon as his hand touched the door, a cold voice sounded behind him.

"Shouldn't Your Highness give the minister an explanation?"

He froze for a moment, turned around in confusion, and saw a magnified jade-like face, narrowed his eyes, and stared at himself coldly.

Good... what a terrible look.

Su Danchen shrank back in fright, and smiled sarcastically.

"Ziqing...you, what are you talking about, what explanation are you talking about, I don't understand why."

With a gloomy face, Lan Ziqing raised his injured hand and said coldly.

"Your Highness was hurt by another man, have you ever thought about how I feel?"

Hearing this, Su Danchen heaved a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Ziqing was angry about this.

"Your Excellency is in trouble, I can't just ignore death."

"So His Highness ignores himself and his ministers?"

Lan Ziqing's anger remained undiminished.

"It's not as serious as you said, I'm not fine."

At this moment, he was less than a shoulder away from Lan Ziqing, and he put his arms around Lan Ziqing's waist, pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and pecked his soft lips, and said softly, "Don't be angry, I admit my mistake, okay?" ?”

Lan Ziqing was so coaxed by him, her anger faded a little, "I don't need to care about this matter, but between Your Highness and Lord Ying, I should give you an explanation."

Thinking of Ying Xuan's words about winning the treasure, Mo Mo's eyes sank, and wisps of cold air emerged from his face.

Su Danchen's peach blossom eyes widened, full of puzzlement.

Between myself and Mr. Ying, what is there to explain?

She blinked her innocent peach blossom eyes.

"Master Ying and I are just friends, Ziqing, you are overthinking."

Lan Ziqing stared at him deeply for a while, then changed his method, and said, "Your Highness and Doctor Ying have never had any friendship, why did they become friends in just a few days? How did Your Highness become friends with him? A few days ago What did His Highness Ri do with him?"

"This……"

Lan Ziqing asked three times in a row, but Su Danchen who asked directly couldn't breathe.

He was a little dissatisfied.

I am not a child, what do I have to report to others?

Lan Ziqing seemed to have read his mind, pursed her lips tightly, and said after a while: "Forget it, Your Highness doesn't want to say it, and the minister doesn't force it."

Su Danchen smiled again, tightened his arms, and hugged him even tighter.

"Ziqing, I really have nothing to do with Mr. Ying, trust me."

"I believe it."

In the bottomless black eyes, tenderness was revealed bit by bit, like a beam of fire suddenly bursting out in the dark forest.

Gu Panshenghui, full of affection.

"Your Highness, I like you."

When Su Danchen heard this, his face turned slightly red, "Well, I know."

Lan Ziqing still looked affectionate, softened his voice, and said softly: "Your Highness, can you also say that you like it?"

In the words, endless expectations.

Su Danchen was stunned.

Suddenly remembered that since the two dated, he had never said that he liked Ziqing.

Isn't it just a word of liking, Ziqing wants to hear it, just tell him to listen to it.

Unfortunately, the words came to his lips, but he couldn't get them out.

I and Ziqing are already lovers, and I really like Ziqing.

Why can't I just say it.

The word "like" stuck in his throat, no matter how hard he tried, it was still difficult to say.

Su Danchen turned his face away, his eyes dodged aside.

Silence spread between the two.

Lan Ziqing's eyes darkened.

"Your Highness, say you like the minister."

Turned his face, forcing him to face himself.

When Su Danchen's gaze touched Lan Ziqing's face, he was shocked.

What a complicated face.

Anticipation, hidden anger, fear.

Mixed together, shattered into a deep and dumb light in the bottom of the eyes.

Lan Ziqing stared at him unblinkingly with such deep and heavy eyes.

Waiting quietly for him to speak.

On the other hand, Su Danchen was still in a daze.

The air, the silence is extremely quiet.

Lan Ziqing waited and waited, seeing that he was speechless for a while, and finally turned cold.

The intense uneasiness provoked by Ying Xuan, the anger that was borne again and again, and the jealousy that got carried away.

Come together.

Finally at this moment, a storm broke out.

.

"His Highness refuses to say, it doesn't matter, I just do it."

Su Danchen was still in a daze, when he was suddenly hit by gravity, he staggered a few steps forward, and was pushed onto the bed by Lan Ziqing.

Just as he stood up, he was pressed heavily again.

"You, what are you going to do?"

The person on top of him was full of gloomy eyes and distorted faces, no longer his usual tender and tender appearance.

"I just want to do what lovers should do with His Highness."

The room was full of storms, and the mountains and rain poured down.