Rong Yanran said embarrassedly: "Did I not wear men's clothes at that time? Rong Ran is more like a man's name. My full name is Rong Yanran. When I was a child, my mother always called me Ranran."

"Your name is good, and your parents are also scholars, right?" He wanted to learn more about it. Judging from Luo Ziheng's concentrated and focused look, he probably didn't know. That's right, when he met her last time, she wanted to join him, but she didn't even have a month, and the one with the surname Luo knew much more than him.

"That's right." A trace of gloom flashed across her face, and she didn't know how her parents were doing or how she was doing in that world.

"Ran'er, I'm sorry, I mentioned your sad things." Judging from her appearance, my parents may not be around. Yes, why would such a simple and beautiful girl make a living by herself?

Rong Yanran shrugged: "It's okay, one person eats enough and the whole family won't be hungry."

Luo Ziheng felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he heard this. Even if she knew that she was the prime minister's daughter, she seemed unwilling to go back, and she was no different from an orphan.

After a brief silence, Rong Yanran was about to tell a story or joke to ease the atmosphere, and heard Dongfang Feng's stern report: "Master, I'm here."

She immediately swept away the sadness before and stood up excitedly: "Young master, does it still hurt? I'll help you."

Luo Ziheng originally wanted to lean on her obediently, but Murong An said in a bad mood: "If Young Master Luo feels so painful, there are a few horses on our shore, so you might as well sit on the horse and let's walk."

I'm riding a horse, you two walk around? There's no door! "No need, thank you, I'm much better." Luo Ziheng finished speaking politely and walked out straight.

Just as Rong Yanran was about to catch up, Murong An said to her mysteriously: "Do you want to ride a horse?"

The corners of her lips immediately became curved: "I think about it, but I can't ride it." One of her biggest dreams in the 21st century is to ride a horse on the vast grassland. Unfortunately, before she could go to the grassland, she miserably traveled through time, so her dream really only stayed in her dream.

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Murong An recommended himself, and his gentle appearance looked like a good teacher.

Before Rong Yanran's word "good" was released, with a "splash" in front, the calm lake splashed and Luo Ziheng fell into the water. She ran two steps tightly to grab his sleeve. Murong An behind her glanced, and Dongfang Yu immediately lit water, picked up the wet Luo Ziheng, and threw it to the shore without any gentleness.

The injured shoulder hit the ground. Although Luo Ziheng was in pain, he didn't say anything. He reached out to stroke the wound involuntarily, and hurriedly retreated.

Rong Yanran felt guilty when she saw it. She hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up. She had already had a wound on her shoulder, but now she was soaked all over. She didn't know what to do for a while.

Murong An sneered at his pediatric practice and spoke at the right time: "I just happened to have extra clothes here, Lei, I'll use them to change to Mr. Luo on the boat."

Rong Yanran immediately nodded to him gratefully, but unexpectedly Luo Ziheng refused without hesitation: "How dare the prince's clothes be worn by the grass people?"
Chapter completed!