"Yeah~"

A very sensual and gentle tail sound instantly defeated the last little god of the little palace maid. "Today's emperor... the empress set up in the imperial garden... the chrysanthemum appreciation conference... special invitation... special invitation... special invitation for female families in the court to attend..."

Dong Chenye suddenly pushed away his body, his figure was like a ghost. The little palace maid originally relied on the fan, but suddenly lost the support point and instantly fell to eat shit.

"Prince..." She got up crying, and her face, which was carefully coated with powder, was covered with grass and mud, which made people feel ridiculous when they saw it.

Dong Chenye blinked innocently, "Oh, what's wrong? I don't seem to have done anything to you, right?" Suddenly, his eyes fell on the folding fan, and he was covered in a little bit of powder.

Dong Chenye frowned and his tone suddenly turned cold, "Come on, this slut has dirty my fan and dragged it down - kill the stick."

The little palace maid's face was instantly frightened, but the guard beside him had already responded, and went up to drag the little palace maid and left.

"Prince! Prince! I am wrong! Prince! Please spare me this time!"

...

The shrill cry disappeared outside the door in the distance, and Dongchen Yezhi turned around and met Su Yunran, "I am also a flower lover, so why not join in the fun with you!"

He regained his usual frivolous and unruly voice, his tone was light and pleasant, and he did not see any ruthlessness at all, as if the person who gave the order to kill him was not him at all.

Su Yunran took a step back and kept a distance from him, "Oh? The prince also loves chrysanthemums?"

She knew that the "flower" he said also refers to a woman's meaning, but unfortunately he had picked too many flowers before, so he couldn't pick them when he picked her.

Dong Chenye shook a folding fan with a golden silk painted with peonies and opened his eyes and told lies, "Natural and natural! The chrysanthemum is a gentleman among flowers. I have always been graceful and have always loved chrysanthemums the most!"

The little palace maid just now had some makeup on, and the consequence was that it was a stick. She even gave him a folding fan. The consequence was obviously much more serious than the little palace maid. It seems that the trouble can't be removed.

If necessary, she doesn't mind solving a problem in advance.

"The prince is indeed a person who loves chrysanthemums. Yun Ran wishes the prince to be the first in the chrysanthemums for a while and will be boundless!"

"It's easy to say! Thank you little beauty for your good words!" Although Dong Chenye didn't know what the top spot had to do with Wanshou Wujiang, it was all good things anyway, so it would be right to accept it all.

Su Yunran turned around and suddenly glanced at Dong Chenjin's smile, and flashed by, as if he knew what she was saying, but hasn't this King Xuan been at the gate of the palace and not leaving the second gate? The mystery in this sentence is as pure as him, would he know?

The chrysanthemum appreciation conference in the Imperial Garden has been half over, and the ladies from each family have basically finished composing poems. Now the remaining few are still going through the motions.

Dong Chenye was indifferent to the interest of holding a white jade wine glass. In the field, the butlers took advantage of the opportunity to play and sent him frequent surprises intentionally or unintentionally, but as soon as he looked over, he immediately lowered his head and looked shy, pretending to recite poems and essays seriously.

He sneered silently, not even dared to look at him, and he still wanted to be his woman?

A few strange wind sounds in his ears, and then a black figure was already standing behind him.

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