a little recession

The chief guard pouted, "There are strict rules in the palace. If the prince has finished eating, he can't prepare another meal for the princess or the prince. His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is afraid that you won't have a meal when you come back, so he waited on purpose."

After the chief guard finished speaking, he sucked his mouth pitifully, the skin was torn inside, it really hurt.

Yang Fenglin thought about it carefully, didn't he ask the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles for him last time, this is also against the rules.Raising his eyebrows, he turned his head just in time to meet the swollen face of the chief guard, and quickly jumped back two steps in fright, "Zhao Changsong, don't scare people casually, okay. Your face is swollen, please go and get some medicine." Ok!"

After speaking, he hugged the food box, patted his chest, and went to the dining room to comfort his injured heart.

The chief guard was innocent and poked his swollen cheek with his finger.

Li Ran, I'll just say it casually, the reaction is so big, if you say you don't have any thoughts, he really doesn't believe it.

His face was severely slapped.

When he said that, he wanted Li Ran to let go of the past and try with Yang Fenglin, but he didn't expect Li Ran to punch him without any energy left.He has known Li Ran for many years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has watched him grow up, and he knows his skills well.

If you are not really angry, you will never be cruel.After Zhao Changsong received this firm punch, he staggered back a few steps, leaned against the door and said without fear of death, "Does this punch show that Yang Fenglin is different in your heart?"

The past between him and Feng Yan, Zhao Changsong is clear, if it wasn't because he talked about the central matter, how could Li Ran become angry from embarrassment.

He knows Li Ran's temperament too well. Compared with ordinary children of the royal family, he is much more restrained, but the arrogance of the royal blood in his bones cannot be washed away no matter how many hardships and time he goes through.

"Yang Fenglin is different from Feng Yan. If you don't try, how will you know the result? Do you really want to live your whole life alone or go back to the Garan Palace with the blue lanterns and die. Lanqiao, you can't just waste your life like this !"

Li Ran raised his hand again, and finally put it down silently.The two confronted each other for a long time, until the chime bell in the room rang, and Li Ran walked up to Zhao Changsong, with cold eyes, "Don't let me hear the same words from you next time!"

Waving his sleeves and walking out, the person walked away, Zhao Changsong lowered his head and couldn't help chuckling, I don't believe that you can't be tempted by such an interesting person.

At the corner of the corridor, Li Ran met Bajiao who was running out of breath.Bajiao almost couldn't stop the car because he was running too fast, so he knelt on the ground and saluted, wiping the sweat from his head.

"In such a hurry?" Li Ran didn't mean to let him go right away. Bajiao replied with fear, "His Royal Highness, I just came out of the warehouse. The prince's fan is lost. He is afraid of heat. Summer Fans are inseparable. I searched the warehouse for a long time and found no spares, and I was thinking of applying to buy one for the prince."

After finishing speaking, he shrunk his body and leaned against the pillar. On this hot day, seeing His Highness the Seventh Prince always felt that the surrounding air could instantly become colder.

Hearing Bajiao's words, Li Ran remembered Yang Fenglin's jadeite peanut fan that was almost inseparable from his body.

Looking up at the sky, it was too late to apply for leaving the palace at this time, so I couldn't get out.

"Let's go tomorrow."

After Li Ran finished speaking, Bajiao immediately panicked, "Your Highness Seventh, you don't know. The prince is most afraid of heat, and he can't sleep well without the fan this night, and he still has injuries."

Li Ran turned around and thought, it wasn't because he was afraid of the heat that he fanned him all night.At that time, he didn't want to, as soon as he stopped, Yang Fenglin began to mutter uncomfortably, and sweated when he moved.Li Ran had no choice but to keep fanning. He had never seen someone so afraid of heat.

"Add more ice in the bedroom." Li Ran didn't want to continue struggling, but Bajiao's face became more and more bitter.

"Your Highness Seventh, the prince was in poor health when he was young, and he was afraid of the cold in winter and the heat in summer. Can you ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs for a note to let me go out, thank you."

After Bajiao finished speaking, he bowed respectfully and saluted Li Ran.Li Ran frowned, not feeling well?There is something a little bad about his vivacious life all day long.

However, the only time they slept together, Yang Fenglin's behavior at that time suddenly had an answer because of Bajiao's words.Li Ran's physique is not afraid of heat, and his body and skin are cooler than ordinary people in summer, no wonder...

"Get up, even if I go at this time, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will not give me an approval note. Go down, I have a solution."

After finishing speaking, Li Ran left Bajiao with a face of disbelief and turned into the bamboo forest beside the corridor.

Li Ran was chopping bamboo, but it was a pity that he hurt his back and it was a bit inconvenient to move.Seeing Zhao Changsong leaning against a pillar in the corridor not far away, he raised his hand and passed the knife.

"Come here and cut it."

Zhao Changsong took the machete from Li Ran's hand with his pig's face in his hands, murmured in his heart, and said it was boring, so what are you cutting bamboo for?Do you eat barbecue as bamboo sticks?

Li Ran had no time to deal with Zhao Changsong, whose mental activity was obvious, but he couldn't hide it at all. He left a sentence and took it into the study, then turned and left.

Holding the machete, Zhao Changsong kept tsk-tsk, there is a reason for being single, Seventh Highness.Look at me, I have Hua Niang in my heart, and I just rushed to marry her.

Can you deceive yourself with your incongruity?

The sound of a bamboo leaf being chopped down vigorously and shaking was very pleasant.Zhao Changsong pulled out the machete, and suddenly sighed, he can't be blamed, whoever made his relationship back then ended in such a tragic way, he dared not...

Li Ran took a piece of paper from the bookcase and spread it out. With a few strokes, the phoenix flower appeared vividly on the paper. When Li Ran wanted to draw again, his hand suddenly stopped.Yang Fenglin's fan is made of twisted gold thread. It is not produced in the country and it is imported by sea. It is worth thousands of gold, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.Looking at the ordinary paper on the desk, Li Ran put down his pen and turned his back. Yang Fenglin has always been rich in food and clothing, so he felt a little bored for some reason.Turning his head, he saw the wooden box on the table that had not been taken away, which was given to him by Wang Yuzhi.

Open the lid and take out a small piece of cloth inside. It is not the most expensive material, but it is silky and comfortable to the touch. It should be a high-quality cotton cloth. Li Ranmo rubbed the cloth in his hand, remembering that Wang Yuzhi handed him the box When the gentle smile.

She is a very good woman, it would be a pity to marry a son like Zhao's.

Going back to the desk and picking up the pen again, it is considered to be repaying Wang Yuzhi's kindness.

Zhao Changsong held the cut bamboo and placed it in front of Li Ran, stretching his neck to look at the completed painting that Li Ran spread on the desk.This has not been painted by anyone for many years, and I am not mistaken, it is a phoenix flower.Well, this also matches the name.

The corners of Zhao Changsong's eyes twitched as he watched, holding back a smile and enduring the hard work.Seeing him like that, Li Ran grabbed the cut bamboo on the table and threw it at him.

"You've been in the palace for the past few years, and this skill is getting back even more."

Zhao Changsong groaned, and said with a smile, "I won't wait for your order from the Seventh Highness, I will stab you in the ribs and forget about death."

Li Ran picked out a few that were barely readable, picked them up and went to the outside room, before leaving, he did not forget to say, "Read more when you have time."

Zhao Changsong wondered, what he just said was wrong.

When it was time for dinner, Bajiao had already started serving dishes, thinking that the young master would come back after eating at Yang's house, so he didn't prepare his bowls and chopsticks.His Highness the Seventh Prince, who had been missing for an entire afternoon, finally appeared at the dinner table on time. He just sat down, and when he saw the empty space opposite him, he raised his eyes to Bajiao.Bajiao subconsciously bent his knees while standing upright, and smiled awkwardly.Li Ran put down the bowl and chopsticks and left the table.Bajiao was just about to ask if the food was not to his taste, so he ordered someone to cook again, and saw Zhao Changsong, the head of the guard, winked at him. Bajiao was also smart, and looked in the direction he pointed. There is a fan on the back waist.

Bajiao immediately turned to stare at Zhao Changsong, and asked with his mouth, "For the young master?"

Zhao Changsong nodded and added, "I did it myself."

Bajiao almost couldn't stand, His Royal Highness Seventh personally made a fan for the young master... When did they get along so well?

"What do you mean?" The octagonal mouth was exaggerated for fear that Zhao Changsong would not be able to understand it. Just as Zhao Changsong was about to turn back, Li Ran, who had already walked away, suddenly turned back and looked at the two "eyes expressing affection" coldly.

"Don't think that if there is no sound, I don't know."

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Both of them shut their mouths at the same time.

Wait until it gets dark.Zhao Changsong couldn't help yawning, and waved away the mosquitoes that had been circling around his head for a long time.

Bajiao stretched out his head and looked at the door several times on tiptoe. It didn't make sense. It should be time. It's a bit late today.

Looking sideways at Li Ran who was sitting calmly reading a book, Bajiao was a little worried.After waiting for such a long time, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince hasn't eaten yet, and the young master is really, at such a late hour, if His Highness the Seventh Prince is upset, there will be another fight.

Bajiao was worried on one side, and gave Zhao Changsong a wink on the other to let him go out and have a look.Zhao Changsong crossed his arms and went to the gate.Bajiao moved towards the door without a trace, then turned his head quietly, Li Ran's reading posture did not change at all, he was a pretty person, but unfortunately he was too indifferent.What's the use of being beautiful, who will suffer while living with a piece of ice.

At this time, the voices of Yang Fenglin and Zhao Changsong came from the door.Bajiao clapped his hands happily, "The young master is back."

Just as he was about to welcome him out, there was a rustling sound of cloth rubbing behind him, and a scent of sandalwood passed by him with the wind.

Bajiao was holding on to the door, her delicate little nose and small eyes were filled with inconceivable words, the person who was sitting upright reading a book just now had walked to him at some point, straightened her clothes, and then calmly stepped out through the door.

Anise sneezed and rubbed his nose, stimulated by the sandalwood scent.

The Seventh Highness is not too bad to the young master.