Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

On the way back to Xiangfu, the night sky was bright with stars and the lights in Xunyang were dim.

Su Danchen hugged Lan Ziqing, chattering excitedly in his ear, talking endlessly.

First of all, he praised Lan Ziqing for being smart, but the question asked by the military adviser was so difficult, and he called on names to make things difficult. Sitting under the table, his heart was pounding, and he was even more nervous than pointing at himself. Unexpectedly, Lan Ziqing answered fluently. , so well answered.

"There are people as smart as you, Ziqing, in the world."

Lan Ziqing looked at his beaming face, her eyes were full of spring-like smiles.

While boasting, Su Danchen talked about Yin Ting again.

Speaking of him when he was young, he often followed Yin Ting, and Yin Ting took him to catch fish and birds, climb mountains and swim.

He also said that when he was seven years old, he heard that the street scene outside the palace was extremely lively, so he begged Yin Ting to take him out of the palace, but Yin Ting couldn't beat him, so he secretly took him out of the palace one day after the New Year.

It just so happened that that day was the Lantern Festival, and there were lantern riddles and colorful flags outside the palace, and there was a lot of people and it was very lively.He accidentally got separated from Yin Ting in the crowd. He was so panicked that he sat alone under the lamp post and cried. When Yin Ting found him, he saw the tears on his face and comforted him while laughing at his lack of manliness. .

He was ashamed beyond recognition.

"Since then, Uncle Yin has always made fun of me about this matter."

Su Danchen puffed her cheeks and said.

Lan Ziqing listened quietly for a while, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. After entering the bedroom, she closed the door casually, and pulled someone to seal her chattering plump lips.

"Well……"

The kiss made Su Danchen's face flush and he could hardly breathe, Lan Ziqing was so satisfied that he let him go.

Su Danchen blushed, and whispered: "Ziqing, I've been talking about Uncle Yin, did I make you angry?"

... But Ziqing had clearly said before that he would not be angry.

Lan Ziqing smiled lightly, and turned her elegant face into the shadows, "I'm not angry, it's just that I was a little envious of General Yin Ting when I heard Your Highness talk about my childhood."

It's not just envy, it's almost crazy with jealousy.

"what?"

"At today's banquet, I heard His Highness and General Yin Ting talk about their childhood. I don't know anything about His Highness's childhood, but General Yin Ting knows everything about it. How can I not envy you?"

Only then did Su Danchen understand, and he couldn't help feeling a little amused. He put his arms around his thin waist and looked at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes, "Where is this? I'm just telling you, I'm afraid Ziqing sounds boring to you."

Lan Ziqing kissed him affectionately on the cheek, her ink eyes were dyed tender and soft by the light, "How can His Highness's affairs be boring."

Su Danchen was elated when he heard it, and buried his head in his beautiful neck, rubbing and rubbing, acting coquettishly like a big dog.

Being rubbed by him like this, Lan Ziqing felt soft in his black eyes, and his heart was even more noisy. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand...peeping into his robe, he saw that the other party was staring at him innocently with a pair of wet peach blossom eyes. At that time, he couldn't help but feel sad, retracted his movements, and took out something from the cuff of his left hand.

The bright lights in the room illuminated the golden dagger in his hand, shining brightly.

Su Danchen's peach blossom eyes widened, and his handsome face was full of surprise, "Ziqing, is this dagger for me?"

Lan Ziqing looked fondly at the person in front of him who was playing with the dagger happily, "Didn't your Highness say a few days ago that he likes this dagger that Zhaoli paid tribute to?"

Su Danchen nodded desperately, his peach blossom eyes were extraordinarily bright due to the excessive excitement, and under the excitement, his speech became confused.

"... I had the cheek to ask my father for it before, but my father not only refused to give it to me, but also scolded me for being a loser..."

"...I went to ask my mother and concubine, but my mother and concubine also helped my father to scold me..."

"Anyway, Ziqing, you are the best to me..."

He jumped over happily, put his arms around Lan Ziqing's neck, and kissed and gnawed.

Lan Ziqing was almost melted by his kiss, and just about to make the next move, but after he had kissed enough, he continued to happily study the dagger.

Lan Ziqing saw it in his eyes, and a helpless smile trickled down his lips.

The person he likes is so pure and simple.

Like a big, carefree dog, a little gadget can go a long way.

As the breeder, Lan Ziqing not only indulges in the warmth brought by this simple and gentle big dog, but also enjoys the excited and enthusiastic appearance of the big dog when feeding.

After a long time like this, Lan Ziqing finally persuaded Su Danchen to put down the dagger in his hand, fetched a basin of warm water for him to wash up, and after finishing washing himself, he changed the purple and gold official robes into plain white obscene clothes.

Su Danchen had already changed into obscene clothes, got on the bed first, saw Lan Ziqing approaching, immediately got up, wrapped his arms and legs around him, rolled around in his arms, and rolled onto the bed.

"Ziqing, thank you."

In the night, he couldn't see the face of the person pressing on Lan Ziqing, but he could see that pair of peach blossom eyes were surprisingly bright.

Lan Ziqing was pressed under him, hugged his neck with a smile on her face, and kissed that soft and plump lips.

This kiss was different from the previous intense and domineering deep kiss with a strong sense of aggression, but lingered on the lips, lightly

Taste the grind like a shallow reel.

But sweeter and more intoxicating than ever.

The two of them fell asleep in this quiet sweetness.

In the middle of the night, there were some slight movements in the prime minister's mansion. Lan Ziqing was awakened by the movement, put on her clothes, got up, gently tucked the quilt of Su Danchen who was sleeping beside her, and walked out of the room lightly.

In the dead of night, Ah San quietly slipped back from outside the mansion, carrying a bundle on her back, the inside of which was bulging, and she didn't know what was in it.

As soon as he stepped off the arch bridge, he met Lan Ziqing standing with his hands behind his back under the hazy moonlight in the middle of the stone path next to Mei Lin.

"Prime Minister."

Ah San hurriedly put down her burden, cupped her hands and said.

Lan Ziqing gave a faint "Yes", with a calm and elegant face, "Is it done?"

"It's done, all the rouge from Zhenbaoxuan was bought by the servant, and it's all in this package."

As San replied, doubts arose in her heart.

A few days ago, the prime minister suddenly asked him to buy the rouge from Zhenbaoxuan, and he bought all the rouge inside.

Originally, he was still strange and there were no women in the prime minister's mansion, so who would he buy the rouge for?

One buy and so much more.

Unexpectedly, the day before yesterday, the prime minister asked him to take all the rouge and return it. He spent a long time talking and talking, and finally got the boss of Zhenbaoxuan to agree to return it.

What was even more unexpected was that the Prime Minister asked him to buy all the rouge from Zhenbaoxuan again today, and the boss of Zhenbaoxuan was almost scared by his torment.

The prime minister is not a troublesome person, so this "one refund, two purchases" is really puzzling.

Ah San couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart, and couldn't help asking: "I'm an idiot, I really don't know the prime minister's intentions in doing this."

Lan Ziqing stood tall among the shadows of the plum grove, looking up at the

Qingyue, who was emitting a faint light, said softly in the night, "Do you know why the truth asked you to do this?"

Ah San wondered, "I don't know."

"You have been by Zhenxiang's side for three years, and you have always been loyal and smart." Lan Ziqing turned around, looking at the servant in front of her with dark eyes, "The most important thing is, you know how to measure."

Ah San panicked, and knelt on the ground with a "plop", "You talkative slave!"

The night is quiet, only the sound of the wind is heard.

Ah San carefully raised her head, looked at Lan Ziqing's leaving back, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked, "Prime Minister...how should we deal with these rouges?"

The voice was colder than the night wind.

"Burned."

Lan Ziqing walked to the courtyard, but did not rush back to her room. Instead, she stood in the courtyard with mottled shadows and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky.

There was a cruel smile on his lips.

The fifteenth day of every month is the day when the palace goes out to purchase. The maids, dancers, and music girls in the palace will take this opportunity to ask the father-in-law to secretly bring some rouge, gouache, and jewels from outside the palace.

He just "accidentally" learned that one of the Qin girls wanted a box of Zhenbaoxuan's rouge, so he fiddled with it before the palace people bought it.

The rouge box containing Liqu came to Qin Nu's hands, and it really aroused her greed.

what.

What happened next was logical, Emperor Yang was furious and wanted to kill him quickly, but some people came forward to plead for mercy.

This man was originally Li Guo's lieutenant general, and later followed Su Huang to rebel, and now he has become a well-known general in Yang Guo.

Yin Ting.

Will the general who holds a heavy army now be the brother who was born and died?

The emperor's trust is thinner than paper and colder than ice.

What he has to do is to pierce through this thin layer of paper and this thin layer of ice.

The king's endless doubts are enough to swallow everything.

Under the cold moonlight, murderous intent loomed in Lan Ziqing's dark eyes.