There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 1025 Disguise
"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

"My waist...my waist fell..."

"I can't get up. Princess, come and save me. Princess, come and save me..."

Su Xian lay upright on the ground, his hands and feet flailing, but he just "couldn't get up" and kept yelling, like a naughty child.

Lan Ling saw through his ruse at a glance.

Ah.

Want to lie to her?
no way!

She still sat there elegantly cross-legged, holding the pot and pouring herself a cup of tea, sipping it in small sips while turning her head to watch Su Xian's "performance".

There was a smile on her lips, and the light of wisdom shone in her eyes, as if she was saying: "Keep pretending, keep shouting, keep lying down, I'll see what tricks you can come up with."

However, after drinking a whole cup of tea, Su Xian was still lying on the ground.

I saw him resting his elbows on the ground, trying hard to lift his upper body, bending the knee of one leg, and placing the soles of his feet on the ground. He seemed to be trying to sit up with his hands.

"Hey!"

Su Xian yelled, cheering for himself.

However, his waist really seemed to be broken. He tried his best and persisted for a while with an exaggerated expression, but in the end he failed and his upper body fell heavily back to the ground.

"Ow!"

He uttered a terrible scream.

Only then did Lan Ling realize that something was wrong. He quickly stood up and walked over, squatting beside Su Xian. He looked at Su Xian carefully with a pair of phoenix eyes and asked:
"Did you really fall?"

"Seriously, how can this be faked? I can't even get up." Su Xian lay on the ground helplessly, only turning to look at Lan Ling.

Lan Ling's eyes kept a scrutinizing light and suggested: "Then I'll call the imperial doctor. Please wait a moment."

Su Xian grabbed Lan Ling's sleeve, shook his head and said, "No need. Although my waist is not very comfortable, I think it won't be a big deal. Maybe... it will be fine after just lying down."

Lan Ling twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I think you did it on purpose, don't say it, you are pretending to be the same."

Su Xian held Lan Ling's long sleeve tightly and said with a sad face:
"It's fine that the princess doesn't care about me, but she still makes sarcastic remarks there... The reason why I don't want to call the imperial doctor is because I have an old disease in my waist, which can be cured by lying down for a while."

"Furthermore, if the imperial doctor is called, the news of my injury will spread. This is not a good thing. Maybe people hiding in the dark will take the opportunity to have an attack..."

Lan Ling put away his smiling expression and said in his heart: "Pretend, keep pretending, I will see what tricks you are going to do."

But on the surface, she looked concerned: "What you said makes sense. It's all my fault. It's not a big deal... Tell me, what do you want?"

Su Xian suddenly became excited and shouted: "I want the princess to kiss me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he continued: "I want the princess to dance smoothly for me!"

"Ok?"

Lan Ling's expression changed, and he continued to look at Su Xian with a smile, as if to say: "Is the secret revealed?"

But then, she felt a chill in her heart again. What, Su Xian actually wanted to... let her dance?
And it's still smooth and smooth...

Lan Ling's expression suddenly darkened.

This request is too much!

"Uh...hahaha." Su Xian knew he had made a mistake, so he quickly joked and said, "It was all a lie. I just want to find a warm and soft place to lie down. The ground is a little cold here."

"Then where do you want to lie down?" Lan Ling was not angry and did not go into details. He just patted Su Xian on the shoulder as a punishment.

"Princess's fragrance!" Su Xian said word by word.

"You... don't push yourself."

"Oh, ouch, ouch, my back hurts so much!" Su Xian suddenly wailed in pain, with an exaggerated expression.

Lan Ling held his forehead and frowned: "Stop howling, it will give me a headache."

Su Xian ignored it and continued to shout loudly: "The princess caused me a back attack, but the princess doesn't care about me anymore..."

"Come on! I will ask someone to help you go to my boudoir." Lan Ling was defeated.

Because she suddenly remembered that Su Xian just wanted to play a little game. After thinking about it, she still felt that it would be better to cooperate and show reluctance.

In this way, Su Xian can have fun...

In order to completely win over Su Xian, she even dared to sacrifice her appearance, not to mention messing around with Su Xian...as long as Su Xian likes it.

Su Xian once again grasped Lan Ling's sleeves, and shamelessly made another request: "No, no outsiders should know about my injury. I want the princess to help me personally."

Lan Ling twitched the corner of his mouth, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, okay, I will help you. You should be satisfied now, right?"

With that said, Lan Ling started to pull Su Xian away.

Su Xian also "cooperated as much as possible."

However, either because Lan Ling was too weak or because Su Xian couldn't control his strength due to back pain, he suddenly turned over and pinned Lan Ling down.

"what!"

Lan Ling let out a scream.

"Ow!"

Su Xian also screamed.

However, Su Xian's cry was a bit dull, because his whole head and face were buried in Lan Ling's body, and also, his cry was obviously joyful, how could there be a little bit of pain?
This bastard really did it on purpose... A flash of lightning flashed in Lan Ling's heart, and he pushed hard, but Su Xian was like a big stone, remaining patient and motionless.

With great difficulty, Su Xian "struggled" to get up from Lan Ling, with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, princess, just now Cai Chen... was rude, but there is nothing I can do about it. With my waist..."

"Okay, stop talking."

Lan Ling faintly rolled his eyes, turned over and got up, supported Su Xian's hand beside him, and said: "I will help you there, is your waist important?"

Su Xian stood still, bared his teeth and said, "No, I seem... unable to walk, and my waist hurts whenever I move it."

Lan Ling was stunned for a moment, and a thought came to his mind subconsciously: "Su Xian is going to do something bad again."

But on the surface, she looked concerned and asked quickly: "What should I do?"

Su Xian turned his head, looked at Lan Ling's charming face, smiled sheepishly, and put forward his new request with the last word: "I want the princess to carry me there."

"What are you talking about? I will carry you here on my back? Should I carry you on my back?"

Lan Ling had a look of astonishment on his face and tugged at the corner of his mouth, almost "breaking the show" on the spot and exposing Su Xian's shameless disguise.

She, Li Youqing, was Princess Lanling of the Liang Dynasty. She was extremely powerful and had the power to rule the country. Anyone who wanted to be her husband could line up from the capital city to Jiangning.

It was good for Su Xian, who actually made such a rude and ridiculous request, asking her to carry him on her back and even go to her boudoir.

What is this called?
Even if she puts aside her status as a princess, she is still a weak woman. Isn't it a bit too much for Su Xian to let a weak woman carry him away?

"I……"

Lan Ling's face was full of anger, and he turned to look at Su Xian. He muttered at the corner of his mouth, and finally turned his back and squatted down slightly: "I promise you, come on."

"Princess still knows how to love others."

Su Xian looked at Lan Ling, who was ready to carry someone on his back, and was immediately overjoyed.

At this time, his waist no longer hurt and he could walk. He jumped up to Lan Ling's delicate back in three or two steps, and lay on her back with peace of mind, his limbs tightly wrapped around her.

Lan Ling felt a little uncomfortable at first and took two steps forward before he could regain his balance.

Fortunately, Su Xian is not too heavy.

Although Lan Ling is a princess who only has clothes to put on, food to eat, and mouth to open, her body and bones are very healthy, and she has no problem carrying heavy loads occasionally...

Lan Ling himself found it incredible. He was stunned on the spot, hooking his hands around Su Xian's legs and thinking to himself:

"So I am so powerful? I can actually carry a big man on my back! Then can I also... go into battle to kill the enemy?"

Su Xian lay on Lanling's back, with his arms around his fragrant shoulders, took a deep breath of Lanling's body fragrance, with an extremely comfortable expression.

Hey!
How does it feel to be carried on the back of the most powerful princess in the dynasty?
That's quite wonderful!
However, Lan Ling did not move for a long time after carrying him on her back. Su Xian was puzzled and couldn't help but remind her: "What are you thinking about, princess? Carry me to your boudoir quickly."

Lan Ling came back to his senses leisurely and smiled helplessly: "Okay, I will take you there right now."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the quiet room, Lan Ling thought of a serious problem——

It would be no problem for her to carry Su Xian while walking, but... if someone saw her, it would be hard to explain why the princess who had not left the palace was actually running away with the prince on her back...

Lan Ling couldn't imagine the consequences.

So he paused and stopped in place.

Su Xian rested his head on Lan Ling's shoulder, feeling Lan Ling's body fragrance every time he breathed in and out. To be honest, he was a little dazzled.

However, he immediately noticed Lan Ling's stopping behavior and asked hurriedly: "Why doesn't the princess leave?"

"I'm afraid of bumping into someone..."

Lan Ling was hesitant and wanted to carry Su Xian back, but was afraid that Su Xian would be unhappy.

In addition, there is another factor. It is not a long journey from the Quiet Room to the Xianggui, and this area belongs to the "inner courtyard". Except for a few palace ladies such as Qiu Dianjun and Dongdianjun, there will be no outsiders.

In other words, the chance of encountering someone is not high.

But Lanling didn't dare to take risks easily.

"Then princess, hurry up. The longer you are delayed on the road, the greater the chance of encountering someone. Princess, hurry up." Su Xian urged from behind.

Lan Ling thought about it, and it made sense, so he gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and immediately walked straight to her boudoir.

The courtyard was quiet.

It looked like no one was there.

Lan Ling suddenly thought: "Qiu Dian's army is busy in the outer courtyard with people, so they probably won't come back here."

Thinking this way, she felt much more at ease in her heart, but she still kept her eyes and ears open, carrying Su Xian on her back and walking faster and faster. She was very alert, for fear of someone suddenly jumping out on the road.

Unexpectedly.

Su Xian gradually became dishonest.

The hands around her shoulders.

actually……

Lan Ling was immediately ashamed and angry. In broad daylight, and she could meet people at any time on the road, Su Xian's behavior... was simply unacceptable to her.

"stop!"

Lan Ling sped up and scolded in a sweet voice.

"Shh, princess, don't be so loud. It would be bad if it attracts the attention of passers-by." Su Xian laughed, his behavior becoming more and more unscrupulous.

"you……"

Lanling was speechless and helpless.

He thought to himself that he might as well leave Su Xian on the side of the road.

But Su Xian's limbs held her tightly, and he couldn't shake her off, like a piece of dog skin plaster...

"You... really pissed me off!"

"..."

Not easy.

Unsurprisingly.

Lanling carried Su Xian to her boudoir.

boom!
The moment the door was closed, Lan Ling's legs were almost weak, he held the door and window with both hands, took a few breaths, and then said to Su Xian angrily:
"Have you had enough fun? Hurry up, I'm tired."

Su Xian was unmoved, and even "climbed up", shaking his head and saying: "Princess, you want to put me here? But this is still a long way from the princess's Xiangtan. Please help me, princess, carry me there."

"Okay!" Lan Ling gritted his teeth and agreed.

After a while, when he came to the side of Xiangta, Lan Ling stopped and turned his head slightly: "It's time to come down now?"

Su Xian remained motionless and said: "I just thought of a problem. I still have shoes on my feet. If I go up like this, I will inevitably soil the princess's bedding."

Lan Ling's face turned cold: "Do you want me to take off your shoes for you?"

"No, the princess misunderstood, I don't have that kind of thought, I'm just afraid of dirtying the princess' bedding." Su Xian denied it hastily.

"It's okay, you can change it if it gets dirty. Okay, can you come down now?"

"Well, Nachen..."

Su Xian rolled his eyes, and it seemed that there was no problem. Then he reluctantly and slowly jumped off Lan Ling's back and sat on the edge of the couch.

hiss!
It's so soft!

Adhering to the principle of "doing the whole show," Lan Ling helped Su Xian lie down and took a complete breath. She half sat on the edge of the bed and asked calmly: "Are you satisfied?"

"How can you be satisfied?"

Su Xian was very rude. He put his head on Lan Ling's pillow, then pulled the quilt covered by Lan Ling, held it in his arms, and defended:
"The princess accidentally made a mistake, causing me to hurt my waist. In order not to cause shock to the court, I boldly asked the princess to carry me here for a while."

"It's not a matter of satisfaction or dissatisfaction."

Lan Ling looked sideways at him and saw that his face was serious and not fake. Lan Ling couldn't help but feel suspicious. Could it be that Su Xian really hurt his waist?

But soon, Lan Ling shook his head because this was too ridiculous.

"Humph!"

Lan Ling snorted coldly, looked at Su Xian and said:
"You also said that this is not self-defeating. Look at your behavior today. Isn't it excessive? I not only cooked and poured tea for you, but even carried you for a long distance!"

"I have completely become your maid and servant, at your disposal. Are you comfortable now?"

"If I still live in the princess's mansion in the imperial city, would you dare to treat me like this?"

"..."

Su Xian laughed for a while, but looked calm and defended:

"I have said it many times before. It was indeed a misunderstanding and it was a last resort. Why is the princess holding on to her so hard?"

"Also, the reason why I suggested that the princess live in this Taoist temple is really just because this Taoist temple is close to the imperial city. I have no other ideas."

"Furthermore, this Taoist temple existed before the Taiwei Mansion was built. I just repaired it..."

After hearing these words, Lan Ling frowned and pondered for a while, and finally nodded slowly: "According to what you said, it makes sense."

Su Xian was immediately overjoyed: "It's good if the princess understands, the princess is wise!"

Lan Ling slowly turned her head and looked at him with a silent expression. She murmured a few times and finally asked: "But... was that secret passage just a matter of repairs?"

"What secret passage?!" Su Xian was so shocked that he jumped up from Lanling's incense tower.

Lan Ling looked at Su Xian who was jumping up and down, and couldn't help but sneer: "Oh, now the secret is really exposed. Doesn't your back hurt?"

Without waiting for Su Xian to answer, Lan Ling also stood up, grabbed the bed board and lifted it up——

There was actually a loose leaf installed on one side of the bed board. With a heartbreaking creaking sound, the bed board was opened, revealing a large black hole underneath.

There are stone steps winding down, and I don’t know where they lead.

Lan Ling held the upturned bed board with his hands, turned his head, and looked at Su Xian with a scrutinizing gaze: "As far as I know, the end of this secret passage should be your bedroom in the Taiwei Mansion, right?"

Su Xian suddenly smiled bitterly: "The princess is really wise. She discovered this secret passage on the first day she moved in. The princess is amazing!"

(End of this chapter)