Unparalleled after the Phoenix

Chapter 483 Lan'er's taste is really different

The cold wind in the house suddenly blew up, causing the flowers and trees to tremble for a while. Whenever this master appeared, no matter where he was, it always made people feel frightened...

After solving the big hidden danger of crying blood, Yun Qianlan walked briskly when he came to Lingsheng Pavilion.

She exchanged something that would hurt her life for the elf flower tree, and she only made a profit from this deal.

However, I don't know if this Mr. Zhexue is schizophrenic, and every time I see her, there is a difference in her feeling every time, which makes people guess.

"Qiaoqiu, you have a good nose. Have you noticed that the smell of snow in that room just now is not him?" She couldn't think of any other possibility except that it wasn't snow.

Qiuqiu shook his head, "No, they belong to the same person."

"Really." She was slightly surprised, but she couldn't think of it and didn't think about it anymore.

Back in the palace, before entering the courtyard of the master bedroom, Yun Qianlan saw Steward Lin waiting in front of the courtyard with a few servants, and her eyes lit up when she saw her coming.

"Fifth Miss, you are back. These are the new clothes that the embroiderers rushed to make overnight, and they will be worn at the banquet tomorrow. Please send them in and wait for the prince to try them on."

Hearing this, Yun Qianlan was a little puzzled, "Why me?"

Isn't there so many people, let her serve the ghost emperor to try it on?
She was afraid that if she couldn't hold back, she would stab the silver needle into his body to scare the snake.

Butler Lin was even more confused, "It was the prince's order. You will take care of his daily life during your stay in the palace. After all, you are the future princess. If you have any questions, you can talk to the prince in private."

As he spoke, he handed the new clothes to Yun Qianlan, smiling ambiguously.

Yun Qianlan:? ? ?

There were people sent by the Zihuang all over the palace, Yun Qianlan couldn't refuse, so she walked into the courtyard with her new clothes and a small face.

When she walked into the house with her new clothes, she didn't see Di Shuchen's figure, but when she turned around, she saw him leaning against the window, his dark eyes slightly closed, his appearance was quiet and peaceful, less aggressive and lonely .

Looks pretty harmless.

It's like falling asleep.

There was a flash of light in Yun Qianlan's eyes, and she walked over to put the new clothes aside with light steps, and when she turned her eyes, she saw the writing brush on the table.

Although she couldn't assassinate him at this time, charging some interest would never arouse suspicion.

Thinking about it, she picked up the writing brush on the table, approached him silently, aimed at the eyes under his mask, and wanted to draw a bastard on his eyelids.

However, just as the brush in her hand was about to fall, he leisurely opened his eyes, with deep black eyes, looking straight at her.

Yun Qianlan's wrist trembled suddenly, her bright eyes opened wide, and she looked at the eyes that were close at hand unexpectedly, feeling a little familiar.

This kind of gaze seems to have been seen by someone before...

"Lan'er's taste is really different." Mao Bi looked straight into his eyes, and Di Shuchen didn't blink, looking at her with a half-smile.

Fun?

Yun Qianlan coughed lightly, "Look at the prince's complexion is not very good, I want to make him look better. Also, don't call me Lan'er."

"Oh? Lan'er also uses ink to put on her makeup on weekdays?"

Looking at the ink on the brush, Yun Qianlan decisively threw the brush back and looked at him, "I took it wrong. My lord, don't call me..."

But he suddenly leaned close to her, his voice was so low and magnetic that it was a little seductive, "Is Lan'er shy?"

(End of this chapter)