Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

From that day on, Su Danchen went to the General's Mansion every now and then to find his Uncle Yin for a drink.

Lan Ziqing originally refused to agree, but couldn't stand his torture, so she had to softly order "Don't drink too much" before letting him go.

Every time there was a knock on the door, Luo Mingxuan came to answer it.

This time, is no exception.

After saluting with a cold face, Luo Mingxuan said, "The general is practicing sword in the Liyuan."

Fortunately, Su Danchen was born with little tendons, so he didn't take his obvious indifference to heart at all. Instead, he thanked him with a playful smile, and then went to the mansion.

"Your Highness, wait a minute."

Su Danchen stopped and looked back at him puzzled.

Luo Mingxuan walked up to him and took out something from his sleeve robe. Just as the thing came into view, he heard an excited voice: "Ah, it's the king's dagger."

"Since it belongs to His Highness, I shall return it to its original owner."

As he spoke, he handed the gleaming dagger to Su Danchen.

Su Danchen took it with a look of joy of finding it again,

Thanking Luo Mingxuan repeatedly, those sparkling peach blossom eyes also became radiant because of the excitement.

After thanking him, he still felt that it was not enough, and praised his character of not being obsessed with collecting money.

Luo Mingxuan was praised so enthusiastically by him, so he couldn't put on a cold face, so he hooked his lips and revealed a thin smile, "This is what I should do, Your Highness, don't take it to heart."

Looking at the happy-looking man holding the dagger again, his eyebrows trembled, and he said, "But... I remember that this dagger seems to be a gift from His Majesty to Lan Xiang."

Su Danchen blushed and laughed dryly, "Yes...it was given to me by Ziqing."

Luo Mingxuan saw his appearance in his eyes, a dark light flashed in his ink eyes, and said meaningfully: "The friendship between Lan Xiang and His Highness is really 'extraordinary'"

Su Danchen didn't understand the meaning of the words, but felt that his voice was a bit strange, but the joy of finding the treasure after losing it quickly made him forget about the strangeness.

"Military division, why don't we drink together?"

Su Danchen invited.

"I have never liked drinking, I am afraid that I will disappoint His Highness' good intentions."

Su Danchen bent his peach blossom eyes and said with a smile: "The military division is the same as Ziqing, who likes tea but not wine." He said to himself, but he didn't notice Luo Mingxuan's face changed, "Since the military division doesn't like drinking, this king himself Don’t force it, prepare a banquet another day, and express my gratitude to the King.”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Luo Mingxuan to refuse, he ran into the general's mansion.

Luo Mingxuan stood behind him, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and the original smile was gone.

When it was time to light the lamps, Su Danchen and Yin Ting finished their drinks and got up to leave. Compared with General Yin Ting who was staggering drunk and unconscious, he was full of energy and not even a little bit drunk.

That's because he remembered Lan Ziqing's words and didn't dare to get drunk. Yin Ting drank three glasses before he dared to drink one. For this, Yin Ting got a lot of reprimands.

After Su Danchen left, Yin Ting passed out drunk in the pear garden alone. Although the pear blossoms in the garden had withered, there still seemed to be a faint fragrance of pear blossoms wafting in the air.

The General's Mansion was bestowed by Emperor Yangdi, and all the plants and trees in the mansion were planted by skilled craftsmen, only this pear garden, the bare pear blossoms in it were planted by Yin Ting himself.

In order to grow this acre of pear blossoms well, Yin Ting personally asked the skilled gardeners about transplanting techniques. Those gardeners had a great time teaching them at first, but when they heard that he was going to plant pear blossoms, they shook their heads one by one. They all persuaded, "It's approaching midwinter, and it will be the season of plum blossoms. The general is not as good as this kind of plum blossoms."

Yin Ting insisted on going his own way, and planted an acre of bare pear blossoms in the garden with his own hands.

The moonlight falls through the branches, and the mottled light shines on the drunken person in the pear blossom forest. That person's eyes are full of drunkenness, looking up at the night sky with intertwined branches.

The handsome face became blurred.

He lay drunk under the pear tree, stretched out his hand to stop in the air, and finally clenched his fist slowly.

"Ah Hou..."

There were slight footsteps in the pear garden.

"General, you are drunk."

Luo Mingxuan stood beside Yin Ting and said expressionlessly.

The person lying drunk on the ground heard the sound and let out a burst of wanton and lonely laughter.

"A beautiful day, who will drink with me..."

Laughed for a while, then said: "I hope I won't wake up after being drunk..."

Really fell asleep.

Luo Mingxuan squatted down to make sure that he had passed out, then hugged him into his arms, and stared at him for a long time, his black eyes became soft little by little, such a tender and tender look, which he had never seen before.

"General..."

Kiss that thin lips obsessively and reverently.

In the evening, when Su Danchen and Lan Ziqing were about to fall asleep, a low sound of notification suddenly sounded outside the house.

"Prime Minister, someone sent a letter."

letter?

Lan Ziqing pondered for a moment, coaxed Su Danchen to bed first, and got up to open the door by herself.

"Where is the letter?"

Ah San stood in front of the rose branches, looking at the elegant and picturesque person under the moonlight, with reddish ears, and handed over the letter in her hand.

Lan Ziqing took the letter, only glanced at it, Ruyu's face changed obviously, and soon returned to normal, and said softly: "Go down."

"Yes"

After Ah San withdrew, Lan Ziqing opened the letter, but there was no letter paper in it, only a piece of jade and "angelia" from the pharmacy.

Lan Ziqing's heart sank, and she held these two things tightly in the palm of her hand.

The prince has returned.

"Ziqing, what are you doing standing outside the door?"

Lan Ziqing was startled, but quickly calmed down, the corners of her lips curled up, she relaxed her body, and leaned against the warm embrace of the person behind her.

"It's nothing, it's windy outside, let's go inside."

Su Danchen took his hand and walked into the room, while casually asking: "Who sent the letter?"

Lan Ziqing will never tell the truth, she only uses official business and so on

The words covered up the past, so Su Danchen believed it, quickly forgot about the episode, dragged Lan Ziqing to bed, and happily talked about how the accidentally lost dagger was lost and recovered.

Lan Ziqing listened quietly, deep eyes flashed from time to time, and when he heard that he said that he would prepare a feast and thank the military adviser, a deep smile deepened on his lips.

After a while, the voice in the ear became lower and lower, and the energetic person gradually fell asleep.

Lan Ziqing covered him with a quilt, and looked lovingly at the sleeping handsome face in front of her. Every time she glanced, the love in her heart grew deeper, and finally she couldn't help but reached out to caress his soft lips.

After a while, Fang put on his clothes and got up, got off the bed lightly, and left the house.

When he arrived at the prince's mansion, the green silk who opened the door led him the way and said, "Master is waiting for a visitor."

Lan Ziqing frowned when she heard this.

In the land of Xunyang, how could there be guests of the prince?

"I don't know who His Highness is seeing?"

Holding a lantern, Lvxiao led him through the twists and turns, pointed to a brightly lit house in front of him, and said with a smile, "Lan Xiang will know when he goes in."

It was a time when the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and the house was reflected in the deep and high night, making it look extraordinarily magnificent.

Lan Ziqing walked in, and saw a man in cold clothes more than snow, with a cold face sitting in the hall, the light reflected in the bottom of his eyes, which was even more called cold eyes deep and dark.

Under the hall, there are two people kneeling, one old and one young.

The old man was a woman, with gray temples and a stooped figure, who was kneeling on the ground crying with snot and tears, and at the same time said something excitedly in her mouth.

Lan Ziqing listened attentively.

"I heard from the clerk in Luozixuan that someone ordered a cup of 'Dianqing'. I guess it might be an old friend. I never thought that you are still alive, His Royal Highness... Heaven has eyes... Heaven has eyes..."

Compared to the old woman's excitement, the young man in white robe beside her was unusually silent, kneeling in the hall without saying a word.

"See Prince."

Lan Ziqing stepped forward to salute.

"Free Gift"

After Lan Ziqing saluted, he retreated to the side knowingly, and the moment he turned around, he saw the young man's face clearly, and the young man obviously recognized Lan Ziqing, the expressions of the two of them changed completely.

Lan Ziqing was wondering why he was here, when the old woman's crying voice sounded again.

"Mingxuan, come and meet the prince."