Murong Xuan spoke with such indignation that Rong Yanran didn't find any flaws, she just stuck out her tongue and continued: "I just suddenly felt that you two look alike in some places."

Murong Xuan wanted to remain calm, but couldn't help shouting: "Rong Yanran, are you deliberately trying to hurt me?" Her eyes were looking at her hands, but they were in a dazed state, her joints

He didn't answer it right at all. When he got angry, he shouted out his name again. "Forget it, forget it, it's mine." He pretended not to care about what she just said, but his heart was full of waves. Did she doubt herself?

?What to do? Admit it or continue?

Murong Xuan connected his knuckles and was hesitating about what to answer her. Suddenly Rong Yanran shouted: "Master Qi, don't move! There is something in your hair." She straightened up with a serious face as she spoke, Murong Xuan was also particularly surprised.

The cooperation was motionless.

Rong Yanran's eyes swept up along his perfect chin, briefly stopping at his helix for a few seconds. She breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how a person's face changes, those distinctive little birthmarks are not there.

It will disappear, Luo Zi

There was a small lump on Heng's ear wheel, but Murong Xuan didn't. Fortunately, they were two people. She could only pull out a piece of his hair casually, and then said sadly: "Oh, Your Majesty, I saw it wrong.

, I thought it was just a gray hair!”

I thought he would be a little furious, but the seventh prince said calmly: "If you saw it wrong, you saw it wrong. Look carefully next time. I thought something big happened." He was extremely alert and had noticed her long ago.

Fortunately, Luo Ziheng's human skin mask is his most exquisite, and it has been extended

Reach behind the ears and neck, otherwise there might be flaws today. Murong Xuan felt lucky, and sighed a little, then looked at Rong Yanran, who was sitting in front of him very upright, and when he saw his eyes turned to her, he flattered slightly

Smiling. Then his tangled mood improved a lot without realizing it.

Rong Yanran followed him to the Seventh Prince's Mansion. After entering the door, she ordered Lu Huoqing who came up to her: "Call Huo Hong." Then she took Rong Yanran directly to the lobby. On both sides, there were two elegant blue and white porcelain vases more than one meter high.

There is no other decoration on the plaque. In the middle of the lobby is a purple sandalwood throne embroidered with lotus flowers and leaves, and underneath is a set of tables and chairs with exquisite wood and round shapes.

"Sit." He said, picking up the teapot, pouring two cups of tea, and sat down on his own. Rong Yanran didn't react for a moment, and still stood there blankly. The prince's lobby was too casual and simple.

Come on. Although this tea set is very beautiful, crystal clear and moist, glowing with light turquoise like lake water.

Seeing that she was still standing stiffly, Murong Xuan simply stood up and pushed her down on the chair: "You can sit down if I ask you to. How about trying this tea? This is a very rare Wuyi rock tea."

Seeing his kindness, Rong Yanran picked up the tea cup and took a symbolic sip: "Well, good tea, delicious." No matter how high-quality or rare the tea is, it always tastes the same in her mouth: tea taste.

Son.

A flash of disappointment-like emotion quickly flashed through Murong Xuan's eyes, and he asked with a smile: "Why is this good tea? Tell me about it."

Rong Yanran felt that his smile was very meaningful, so she pretended to take another sip, closed her eyes and pretended to think about it, and then poured out the words of praise she had just thought of: "This tea has a unique aroma, is very delicious, and has endless aftertaste.

"These words can be used for any kind of tea."

She was very proud of her little cleverness. When Murong Xuan saw her serious expression, he couldn't help laughing and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully: "Yan'er, what does it sound like if you can't sing it? Please

Don't pretend to be so fake, okay? You're making me laugh so hard." He laughed loudly as he spoke, completely ignoring the face of the person in front of him who instantly fell down and slowly turned black.

"Seventh Master!" Rong Yanran suddenly stood up and shouted angrily.

"What's wrong?" Murong Xuan looked at her seriously, as if he didn't know what happened.

The corner of Rong Yanran's eyes glanced at the guard and a woman standing at the door. Then she remembered who the person she wanted to yell at just now, and softened her tone: "Your guard has brought the person you want."

Well, she woke up from a dream, she has no principles, her first priority now is to survive safely! Alas, this is why she is so unwilling to have anything to do with the royal family.

Of course Murong Xuan knew that she didn't mean to say this to him, he just changed the topic temporarily, but it didn't matter, anyway, the depressed mood just now because she didn't like tea had been wiped away, and his face returned to its previous indifference, except for the faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

With some smile: "Fiery red, come in!"

A cold and charming beauty who looked smart, capable and meticulous walked in. She blessed her body and said, "I'm here." When Rong Yanran saw her appearance, she felt a strange sense of familiarity. She must have had too many wives recently.

When I'm tired, I feel like I've seen everyone before. I shake my head secretly to get rid of my inexplicable thoughts.

"Huo Hong, you take her to her room first. If you need anything, just tell Huo Hong." He turned his face to Rong Yanran and said, the smile on his lips became more and more obvious.

"Yes." Rong Yanran said as she jumped up behind Lu Huohong. When she finished saying "Miss Rong, please come with me," she was already following her consciously.

Rong Yanran followed Lu Huohong. The Seventh Prince's Mansion was also full of lush flowers and trees, with butterflies and bees flying around. The pavilions and pavilions were not exquisite, but they looked simple and practical. Seeing that she was taken to an elegant small courtyard, she hesitated: "

Is this where I live?”

Lu Huohong nodded, neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "Yes, Miss Rong will come and see if she is satisfied. If she is not satisfied, tell me. If you are not satisfied, you can also tell me to buy something." She said in a formulaic manner, and her face may not show any joy, anger, sorrow or joy. Rong

Yan Ran thought to herself, what kind of master would train what kind of slave? But Murong Xuan is not so boring.

Rong Yanran saw that he had arranged an independent courtyard for her, which was even more comfortable and luxurious than in the Prime Minister's Mansion. She couldn't help but be speechless, especially when she arrived in the room where she was going to sleep. As soon as she opened the door, there was a faint fragrance of Lily.

Flowers are placed on an elegant white porcelain vase. A small round ivory mirror and a jade tooth comb are placed side by side on the comb.

On the dressing table, curtains embroidered with delicate flowers hung there, a romantic violet brocade tent, an exquisite mattress embroidered with white peonies and the silk quilt felt particularly soft. Rong Yanran couldn't help but go up and try it out herself.

The effect after applying it is so soft and comfortable, much better than the boudoir of the prime minister's daughter!

Lu Huohong saw that she was having a great time alone, and just waited quietly. Rong Yanran did not forget to greet her: "Huohong, let's experience it together. It turns out that the maid of the palace can sleep so well."

Lu Huohong twitched her lips and reminded her kindly: "This is the room of the future seventh princess."

"What?!" Rong Yanran shouted, immediately jumped up from the bed, quickly straightened the wrinkled area, and said with a bitter face: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? You clearly said this is where I live.

A place like that.”

"Indeed, as long as you are willing to become the seventh princess." Lu Huohong's voice was dry and devoid of any emotion.

Rong Yanran hugged her head: "There is no difference between what you said and what you didn't say. At least I don't want to be the seventh princess now."

Lu Huohong nodded as if understanding: "I understand. If you don't want to, you can't live here. Please come with me."

Rong Yanran followed her for a while with confusion on her face. Just looking at the courtyard, she saw the difference. There were two blue brick houses with no stupid decorations. The most common roses in the courtyard were blooming pretty well. After entering the house

, except for two old wooden beds and two broken cabinets, there was nothing. It was completely different from before!

Rong Yanran's eyes slowly fell on Lu Huohong, who still looked calm and untroubled. Rong Yanran spread her hands in front of her: "Do I want to live here?"

Lu Huohong nodded: "Yes, if you figure it out and agree to consider becoming the seventh princess, you can live in the room just now."

Rong Yanran sighed: "Your prince really doesn't use underhanded tactics!" Everything was done openly, just coercion and inducement. Damn, I'm not such a hard-hearted person. If you look carefully, this house also has its advantages. It's full of sunshine.

, it’s not humid, just a little too hot; it seems to be very lively, with mosquitoes and bees flying in to join in the fun.

Lu Huohong pretended not to hear her sarcasm and continued to ask in a formal manner: "Miss Rong, is there anything else that needs to be done?"

Rong Yanran sneered and said: "Yes, and there are quite a few. I will make a list for you later." Since the Seventh Prince has already said that he can ask for anything he needs, there is no need for him to be polite, and he will definitely let the Seventh Prince spend his money to get this.
Chapter completed!