Xiaolian deeply shed tears of sympathy for the young prince, "There is a custom in this dynasty. The woman makes a purse by herself and gives it to the man as a token of love."

Well, Linlang was stunned, it was actually like this!!!

It was a new day. Linlang changed into a newly prepared mint green dress and walked lightly on the pebbly trail.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt broke through the sky, and thunder thunder broke out. Linlang looked up at the sky. It was clear just now, but now it was gray and covered with dark clouds.

Linlang lifted up his skirt and pulled Xiaolian all the way. When he saw a small pavilion on the side of the road, he rushed in.

Just as I stood still, the raindrops as big as beans fell down and instantly wet the ground.

A gust of cold wind blew, and raindrops floated in and fell on Linlang's feet.

Linlang took two steps back, subconsciously tightened his collar, and frowned at the drizzle outside.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the mist is connected to the sky, and a white world is everywhere.

Oh no, today is Mr. Jiang Zhili's class, so you can't be late.

That old man is famously old-fashioned and stubborn. If he catches him, he will be punished.tqr1

It is said that he once taught the emperor, so he is very handsome and the emperor respects him quite well.

Actually, that old man is knowledgeable, but he really doesn't agree with him.

Xiaolian couldn't stay any longer and stuffed the bag in her hand, "Miss, you can take shelter from the rain here first, I'll go back to get the rain gear."

Linlang grabbed her arm and said, "No, wait until the rain stops."

Xiaolian was loyal to her, and she also regarded Xiaolian as a sister and refused to let her move forward in the rain.

In her eyes, Xiaolian is the closest person, even closer than the Chen family.

Xiaolian was worried, "But, I'm going to be late for class."

The old man was so fierce that he had no mercy to talk about. She didn't want the lady to be wronged.

"It's okay." Linlang is calm and gentle, and at worst he can be punished.

In the rain and fog, a blue ink-wash bamboo umbrella suddenly entered her eyes and gradually approached.

"Miss Linlang? Why are you here?"

Behind the umbrella is a tall figure, handsome and noble, and is the sixth prince who has been away from the palace for a long time.

Linlang smiled but refused to answer, "Sixth Prince, have you just returned to the palace?"

The Sixth Prince was exhausted and full of fatigue, but in good spirits, "Yes, I just came back from Jiangnan."

He looked at Linlang carefully, "You seem to have lost weight. If someone bullies you, come to me."

"Thank you." Linlang had a slightly chin and a sweet smile.

Although it is not useful, this feeling is rare.

The corners of the mouth of the little eunuch who was holding an umbrella for him were twitching. This young lady was fearless and protected by the prince of Jin. Who dared to bully her?

The sixth prince took out an agate bracelet from his arms, which was dazzling red.

"This is brought back by Jiangnan. It is suitable for girls to wear. I will give it to you."

He was generous and extremely natural. Linlang was stunned for a moment, "Uh, does anyone else have it?"

"The sisters all." The sixth prince was gentle and elegant, with extraordinary temperament. "By the way, I brought something to cousin Ye, and I happened to give it to him later."

After hearing this, Linlang accepted the thing and thanked him politely.

"He is not here these days, and the emperor threw him to the Gyeonggi camp. I guess he will not be able to see him next week."

A complicated look flashed in the sixth prince's eyes, but it quickly passed away, with a smile on his face, "Thank you for your hard work, but this is a good opportunity to exercise."

Linlang glanced alertly and smiled lightly, "He doesn't want to go, but the emperor has strict orders, so he can't do anything."

"Cousin Ye is lazy by nature, and the emperor's uncle uses his temperament, which is really enviable."

The two of them were not very familiar with each other, and after a few greetings, there was nothing to talk about.

But the Sixth Prince is a master of adjusting the atmosphere. He can guide the topic without hesitation, so he can chat a few words, and the atmosphere is quite relaxing.

Linlang looked outside from time to time, frowned slightly, alas, I'm late, I'm so sad.

The Sixth Prince was a smart man and immediately handed over the umbrella. "It seems that the rain will take a long time, so you can hold this umbrella."

Linlang was a little moved, but hesitated for a moment, "What about you?"

The sixth prince said with a smile, "It's okay for me to get wet in a little rain. You are a girl, so you can't catch a cold. Take it quickly, don't miss the class time."

When Linlang heard this, he saluted, "Thank you, the Sixth Prince, but I'm disrespectful."

She took the umbrella with both hands and walked out of the pavilion with Xiaolian without looking back.

The Sixth Prince watched her move more and more, with deep and distant eyes.

Xiaolian couldn't help but look back and saw that the blue figure was still there. "I didn't expect there was such a good person as the Sixth Prince in the palace."

"It's very unexpected." Linlang grabbed the corner of his skirt and walked carefully. The rain slipped in the wetlands, fearing that he would fall.

A thought flashed through Xiaolian's mind and she couldn't help but scream, "Miss, the Sixth Prince doesn't like you, right?"

Linlang's mouth twitched, "You're thinking too much. Although your lady is loved by everyone and blooms, it's not enough to let the prince have true feelings."

Which person in the deep palace is simple?

Simple people can't survive!

Everyone wears a few faces, talking to people and talking to ghosts, who knows which one is true?

Xiaolian let out a long breath and patted her chest, "That's great, you don't have to make things difficult for you. Although the Sixth Prince is good, the Prince of Jin is better."

Linlang rolled his eyes to the sky, speechless.

When did this girl learn to be narcissistic?

As soon as Linlang stepped into the classroom door, an angry shout suddenly rang out, "Su Linlang, you are late again, I'll punish you to stand behind and listen to the class."

Mr. Jiang had a stern face, a serious face, and a sense of slight slightness in his bones.

Xiaolian explained timidly, "Mr. Jiang, it's raining outside, and my lady doesn't want to be late, so you can spare her this time, next time..."

"The princesses are not late, she is just precious?" Mr. Jiang was cold and frosty, as if he owed him millions of taels of silver.

Several princes and princesses in the room were all here, all of them were dressed in fine clothes, bright and beautiful, elegant, and watched coldly.

"The princesses all came in sedan chairs, but my lady..." Xiaolian felt very aggrieved. Her lady seemed to be glorious and had a title as a princess, but no one took her seriously.

Those palace people who praised the high and low did not regard Linlang as their master, let alone flattering him.

The third princess sitting by the window looked over lazyly, with a cold smile on her lips.

"Rareless, how dare a little servant talk to the gentleman like this? The person who came, dragged her to the rain and stood for an hour."

She has always been domineering and does not regard slaves as human beings.

"Who dares to touch my person?" Linlang pulled Xiaolian behind her, her eyes like frost. "I have to look at the owner when I hit a dog. Is this trying to hit me in the face? Chen Wanyi, are you sure you want to go against me?"

The third princess didn't know what medicine she took wrong, but suddenly turned against her low-keyness a few days ago and started to shake again. "So what? This is the palace, not your territory, and you cannot tolerate you being presumptuous. If you truly love your slave, then stand with her."

She just doesn't have a memory, and she forgets to hurt after she heals the scar.
Chapter completed!