Prince's Comprehensive Pursuit

"Sister bending, I'll tell you a little secret. My father actually loves sweets. It's just that there are not many people who know the secret. I see it occasionally. Don't tell anyone else, and you can't let father know that I told you, or he will be angry

Autumn Lan said solemnly, but curved is the corner of the mouth ruthlessly pulls to refuse, "you may not have to tell me, I can also regard as did not hear, you just did not say anything, I did not hear anything, really."

"No!" Qiu LAN cried out anxiously, just at this time the dark guard bought chestnuts back. Qiulan quickly grabbed two of the bags and stuffed them into the crooked hand, "ah, these are the things you specially bought for my father king."

Looking at the chestnut in his hand, Qiu LAN is calling for a second time to return to the palace.

"Autumn haze..." Bend tries to discuss with Qiu LAN, but Qiu LAN pretends not to hear, and then orders a ER and others not to help him.

A'er and others accepted Qiu Lan's order, and then one by one they pretended that they didn't see the bend. After returning to the palace, several dark guards sent the bend to yinshuang yard. On the way, they even used the method of urinating, but no one paid attention to her complaint.

Until the door of the study was opened, Ling Jingyuan raised his head from behind the desk.

"Bend, you want me?" Ling Jingyuan put down the memorial in his hand, got up and walked towards the bend.

With each step Ling Jingyuan takes, the whole person is stiff. She wants to step back, but Ling Jingyuan has come to her.

Unable to avoid, he simply gnawed his teeth, closed his eyes and handed the oil paper in his hand, "Er, that, that, this, I'll give you a taste."

Ling Jingyuan handed the oil paper package in front of him. His eyes flashed and flashed constantly. Then he looked at the little girl who looked at her as if she were dying. She felt a little funny in her heart.

Seeing that he didn't pick him up, he couldn't help but open one eye and peek at him. Ling Jingyuan was looking at him affectionately. Her face was burning hot.

Ling Jingyuan is finally amused by her appearance. He reaches out to take the oil paper package. When he can't wait to turn around and leave, Ling Jingyuan clasps her hand and takes her to the side of the table.

"I don't know. It turns out that I have put my heart in my heart. Even when I go to the street, I have to take food for my king."

"No, that, actually..." Curved want to say, this is not her voluntary, she did not take him in mind, but Ling Jingyuan obviously does not intend to give her this opportunity to deny.

"In order to thank the meandering heart, I would like to invite you to taste the chestnut with me." Said to peel a plug into the curved mouth, curved unprepared, chestnut was easily put into the mouth.

Finally, Ling Jingyuan did not know whether it was intentional or careless. In short, his long finger stayed on the curved lip for a long time. The warm touch of fingers makes the curved face more crimson.

"Lord, you can eat by yourself. If I have something else to do, I will go first." He couldn't stand the atmosphere and the problem of etiquette. He got up and ran out.

This time Ling Jingyuan did not chase her, looking at her back in a hurry and laughing.

In the teahouse, the conversation with Wen Zhisong was heard by the dark guard at the first time, especially the sentence "he is less than one tenth of that of your father". Seeing that he liked to listen, he was stunned to repeat it three times.

So, it will make him in a good mood.

Good enough to "benevolently" arrange for the next few decades.