I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

Xiao Yiran's face was visibly blackened to charcoal, he tried his best to suppress the urge to draw his sword, he stopped eating, simply dropped his chopsticks, took out a flute from under the pillow, and handed it to Yan Yun.

The body of the flute is snow white, shining white under the sunlight, and a lake-blue bead string hangs at the end, which is small and delicate.

How could Yan Yun not recognize this flute, which he always carried with him no matter where he went in his previous life.

In his previous life, Yan Yun was known as a refined person, especially good at playing the flute and composing poems.

At this moment, seeing Xiao Yiran, who killed her with her own hands while her most precious thing was in the hands of others, Yan Yun was somewhat displeased.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yiran still has this habit of stealing other people's things, and he only steals from Yan Yun.

A thief also knows how to commit crimes in a scattered manner, and won't catch a sheep and just keep pulling the wool. Xiao Yiran's behavior is really too much, and Yan Yun feels more and more that he has suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck to offend this strange person .

But at this time, Yan Yun had to put on an expression that he had never seen this flute before and said exaggeratedly: "Could it be that the prince can play the flute?"

"will not."

Yan Yun: "Then why did you buy such a good flute?"

In fact, what Yan Yun wanted to ask was, what are you doing stealing other people's flutes, and by the way, he wanted to see if Xiao Yiran would feel guilty if he found out that he had stolen other people's flutes.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yiran just threw the flute to Yan Yun indifferently, and said casually: "Take it if you like it."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yiran turned around with big strides, one leg had already stepped out of the door, and suddenly turned back.He tried his best to conceal the uneasiness in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "If you have a chance, you can play it to me."

Any chance you can play it for me?

After Xiao Yiran finished speaking, he didn't look at Yan Yun, but just stared at the flute silently.He swallowed the word "what" on the edge of his mouth again, and the original requesting tone became a commanding tone.

After all, Xiao Yiran didn't have the courage to bear the consequences of being rejected by Yan Yun.

In front of Yan Yun, Xiao Yiran was always like a crab shrunk in its shell, he only knew how to foolishly hide the softest part in the seemingly hard shell.

Yan Yun was confused by Xiao Yiran's sudden question. He didn't know whether he was probing on purpose or just talking casually, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

The air froze for an instant, and it was embarrassingly quiet to walk.

Seeing this, Xiao Yiran sighed almost inaudibly, and left the sentence "You do what you want." He almost ran away, he was afraid that he would show timidity in front of Yan Yun and show too many unnecessary emotions.

The person who was talking to him just now suddenly left without looking back.Yan Yun looked at Xiao Yiran's disappearing back, cast a dark glance and said in his heart: Xiao Yiran's temper is really weird and arrogant, and his face changes faster than a big girl.

Yan Yun was busy all morning, and didn't have time to have a bite of food, and now he had a bad nose with Xiao Yiran for no reason, and his mood became even more depressed.

He glanced at the few eggplants left on the plate, then unceremoniously picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, chewing the eggplants fiercely, as if he took the eggplants for Xiao Yiran.

As soon as the eggplant was eaten, Yan Yun's face turned green.

This time, the eggplant made by Yanyun didn't have the taste in memory at all. I don't know if the seasoning was wrong or something. It tasted salty, bitter and a little strangely sour.

"Pfft!" Yan Yun couldn't hold back and spat out, frightened Xiang Tao who was guarding the door, thinking something happened, rushed into the room to check.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Yan Yun with a disheveled face, and looking at the dark purple vegetables on the plate, Xiang Tao suddenly understood.

This dish is not edible at first glance, not to mention the bad appearance, just the unconcealable smell of paste is enough to make people shy away.

Recalling the dark face of the prince when he went out just now, Xiang Tao finally knew the reason for his prince's black face.

No one would be in a good mood after eating such an unpalatable dish, and the sixth prince is very picky, so it's no wonder he wasn't angry.

Considering Yan Yun's face, Xiangtao didn't say it directly but said tactfully: "How about I help you take these dishes away and let them go cold, or ask the kitchen to make another one for you?"

Yan Yun stopped Xiangtao's hand that was about to put away the plate, and said with a smile on his face, "Taste it for me, I seem to have a problem with my sense of taste, why does this dish taste so weird?"

Yan Yun suspected that there was something wrong with his sense of taste. Xiao Yiran ate so deliciously just now, why did he taste so strange when he ate it.

"No, no, no!" Xiang Tao stepped back quickly and continued, "It's not that you have a problem with your sense of taste, it's that you can't eat this dish at all..."

Xiang Tao picked up a piece of eggplant with chopsticks as she spoke: "Look, it's all mushy."

"This piece is still raw." Xiang Tao stopped suddenly, picked up a green onion, and asked hesitantly, "My lord, did you put a green onion in it?"

"Yeah, the essence of this dish is the onion. My mother made it this way. It's very delicious."

As Yan Yun said, he opened the eggplant with chopsticks and showed Xiangtao that the bottom of the plate was covered with green onions.

"The prince never eats onions, because he is allergic."

"is it?"

Yan Yun remembered that Xiao Yiran ate deliciously just now.

As Xiang Tao said, she immediately approached Yan Yun and said in a low voice: "Once upon a time, there was a maid in the palace who accidentally dropped a green onion in the soup when delivering food to the prince. Kicked out of the palace."

"It's so serious, isn't it just a little chopped green onion, what's the matter?" Yan Yun stared at the chopped green onion in the dish, indifferently said.

Hearing this, Xiang Tao looked at Yan Yun who was still intact at this time, and felt inexplicable respect spontaneously.

It seems that the prince really loves this son.Otherwise, how could I risk allergies and endure such an unpalatable dish after eating green onions.

At this moment, Xiang Tao looked at Yan Yun's eyes with a little more awe, she suddenly bowed solemnly, and said: "It's natural that you can't come to the son, for the prince, you can't be the same as others."

Thinking of Cai Xiangtao's words just now, and looking at the almost finished dishes on the table, Yan Yun suddenly had some indescribable feelings in his heart.

Yan Yun felt that Xiao Yiran was indeed very tolerant towards him.Although this is a good thing, Yan Yun always feels empty in his heart.

In an inn more than ten miles away from the palace, Xiao Yiran sat on a chair covered with fox fur, drinking the hot tea in his hand calmly.

The large fox fur cloak was loosely placed on Xiao Yiran's shoulders, and the snow-white cloak made Xiao Yiran's black hair hanging on his shoulders even more black and shiny.

Xiao Yiran's complexion was fair to begin with, his thin vermilion lips gently brushed the tea in the cup, and the wide fur lining wrapped him up, making him look like a young man from a family without weathering.

The man on the ground looked at Xiao Yiran several times, and suddenly said frantically: "This is the frightening Sixth Prince? With this appearance, those who don't know it may think it is some young lady in the Goulan courtyard." .”

Before the man finished speaking, the teacup in Xiao Yiran's hand suddenly shattered into pieces. Instead of being angry, Xiao Yiran smiled, pinched the man's chin, and poured all the shards from his hand into the man's mouth.

The man still wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Ceramic slag went down the man's throat and inserted into his internal organs. The man who was alive and kicking just now lost his breath in an instant.

Xiao Yiran looked indifferently at the man in a tragic death, took off the blood-stained fox fur, and sat back on the chair again: "Does he have other accomplices?"

"Yes, we didn't have time to catch them and let them slip away."

The leader of the guards bravely opened his mouth, carefully choosing his words while speaking: "This group of people are all from the Qiang Kingdom."

"If you see them again, kill them all, don't leave a single one alive."

"Yes, my lord."

After Xiao Yiran finished speaking, he got up and wanted to leave, but the head of the guards said again: "I'm afraid this matter has something to do with that person in the palace, should the prince make a plan in advance."

"I'll see what he wants to do."

Xiao Yiran called out a few more guards, and after a few orders, he stopped talking, got on the horse and walked away.

It took Xiao Yiran a day to go out, and Yan Yun finally caught the opportunity of his absence, so naturally he would not let it go.On the pretext of wanting to surprise Xiao Yiran, he sent all the servants elsewhere.

Then he closed the door tightly and began to grope for the hidden compartment on Xiao Yiran's bed.

Just as Yan Yun touched a suspicious place, there was a "click" sound. Yan Yun thought that he had touched the mechanism in the dark cell, and happily studied it carefully.

"My son, my son..."

As soon as Yan Yun touched the bulge on the bed, he heard a human voice. He was startled and was lamenting what an exquisite design it was, yet it could still make a human voice.

"My son, my son, it's me!"

Xingfeng crawled out of the dog hole and patted the ashes on the night clothes. The ashen-faced state coupled with a serious expression made it indescribably funny.

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Oh ho!May you be happy and prosperous!