At this moment, in the Prince's Mansion, Zhang Qingjiu was looking at Chu Lan who was studying under the candlelight with a flattering look on his face. He didn't say anything to disturb him and just watched quietly.
After a full quarter of an hour, Chu Lan finally put down the book first and raised his eyes, "Sir Xiao Zhang is so happy to move to his mansion today. If you don't stay in your own mansion, why are you here here?"
His voice was calm and without any fluctuation.
Zhang Qingjiu was anxious, originally thinking that he would just ignore her, but unexpectedly, his words sounded like he was asking something that he didn't care about and had nothing to do with him.
He quickly stood up and stepped forward, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't mind what happened in my yard today. Yunque didn't make it clear what he said."
Chu Lan glanced at her again, "I asked you why you don't stay in my house."
"Because the bed in the Wei Mansion is not as comfortable as the one in the Prince's Mansion!" Zhang Qingjiu blurted out in a hurry.
Feng Zhi had just come in with tea when he heard such a sentence. His eyelids jumped fiercely. The sarcastic retort was already on his lips. In the end, he was stunned to hold it back. He pretended not to hear it and put the tea on the table. He just passed by When Zhang Qingjiu was next to her, he cast a look of disdain at her.
The bed in the Wei Mansion is naturally not as comfortable as the one in the Prince's Mansion. Where did you sleep after you came to the Prince's Mansion? Didn't you feel like sleeping?
"What's wrong with you?" The slander in Feng Zhi's heart hadn't ended yet when a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
"No, it's okay." Feng Zhi was startled and turned around quickly.
"It's okay, let's go down and have a rest." Chu Lan picked up the tea cup and slowly raised her eyes.
Feng Zhi's face changed slightly, he quickly accused him and ran away.
Your Highness was driving him away just now. Did he understand the wrong meaning?
Before leaving, I didn't forget to close the door to the study room.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Zhang Qingjiu no longer had any scruples. He stepped forward and wanted to reach out to pull Chu Lan's arm. When he saw that there was still hot tea in his hand, he did not dare to reach out, so he had to Continue to speak: "I really didn't lie to you, I..."
"I know." Chu Lan put down the tea cup and turned to look at Zhang Qingjiu.
It is clearly visible that the eyes in front of him are somewhat questioning.
But, what does he want to know?
Zhang Qingjiu was almost on the verge of tears. If the deduction technique was useful to Chu Lan, she would have to calculate it for him a hundred times every day, even if she vomited blood!
However, all things considered, cats and dogs, she just can't count this dog man!
Zhang Qingjiu blinked hard: Can you give me some tips?
The beaded hairpin on her head shone in the candlelight due to her movements, and her snow-white neck also became bright and dark due to the light. The person in front of her was so soft.
Seeing the pitiful appearance of the person in front of him, Chu Lan finally softened his heart and said, "What you said before."
That sentence he said before? Zhang Qingjiu thought about it and his eyes lit up, "I said that to Yunque before, but the original meaning of that sentence was that His Highness the Crown Prince is the most unparalleled person in the world! "
Is it too late to boast now?
And what she said is indeed not a lie, is it?
She thought about it today as to why Yunque would say such things. She was afraid that she had to start from the time when she ran to the Prince's Mansion every night and was discovered by her.
At that time, in order to deal with the situation, she had to say casually that "the prince is beautiful and delicious."
Although this "delicious" thing is not "beautiful".
But times have changed, and now it’s the most appropriate word to use it.
Chu Lan looked at the pair of bright eyes in front of her that were a bit cautious, but there were actually cunning eyes in the depths. She recalled in her mind the scene where the maid specifically sought out her to accuse him, and said that her young lady had been in love with His Highness the Crown Prince for a long time.
, the corners of his lips curved involuntarily.
Although this movement was extremely subtle, to Zhang Qingjiu, who had been staring nervously at Chu Lan, he did not miss it at all.
So Zhang Qingjiu waited for a while.
Seeing that Chu Lan still had no intention of letting go, she couldn't help but sneer in her heart. Look at what kind of dog-man she has fallen in love with, but she can't afford to offend him.
Curling his lips, Zhang Qingjiu sighed, planning to admit his mistake one last time, "Your Highness..."
"Can you drink today?" Who knows that just as he said the words, Chu Lan also spoke.
Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "No."
With Chu Feng watching by her side, how could she have a chance to drink.
For some reason, Zhang Qingjiu felt that after he said these words, the tense face in front of him seemed to soften a bit.
"Tomorrow, Huo Wu Dan will arrange for someone to come and set up the swing for you. Just see where it lands." Chu Lan held the scroll at hand again.
"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingjiu was overjoyed.
She knew that this man was thin-skinned and could not say anything very affectionate. The words he uttered while standing by the pond that night were the limit.
Looking at the handsome face in front of him, Zhang Qingjiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, sat down next to his left hand, and then raised his arm.
She knew that Chu Lan was good-looking, but...how could she be so good-looking?
"What are you looking at?" The direct gaze finally made Chu Lan couldn't help but frown.
"Look at you." Zhang Qingjiu blurted out almost without any hesitation.
Chu Lan raised her eyebrows slightly.
The smile on his lips instantly disappeared. Zhang Qingjiu sat upright and said, "Look at the scroll in your hand."
Chu Lan turned to look at her, and the disappointment in the depths of his eyes flashed past, hidden under the flickering light, making it noticeable to the brain.
"If you like it, you can go look for it in the bookshelf next to you."
Zhang Qingjiu originally wanted to say that he and he would just read a book, but suddenly something occurred to him, "Do you have some books here that write about local ghost stories, things about ghosts and gods, and sacrifices and offerings?"
Chu Lan's hand holding the scroll froze for a moment.
Seeing his actions, Zhang Qingjiu understood in his heart that the future emperor would never have time to read such books, and immediately sighed, "If not, forget it, I..."
Unexpectedly, Chu Lan said: "On the left, in the third row, there are twenty volumes in front."
Zhang Qingjiu was stunned again: "You have?"
And there are still twenty volumes? Is it possible that Chu Lan also reads books like this on weekdays?
"I collected some." Chu Lan narrowed his eyes and returned his gaze to his book.
Seeing that he didn't say anything more, Zhang Qingjiu didn't ask any more questions. The purpose of coming today had been achieved. It was an unexpected surprise to learn that Chu Lan also had these books, so he immediately got up to get them.
The books on the bookshelf were all wrapped in silk cloth, with names and rosters written on them one by one, and the date of being put on the shelf was also transcribed.
Some are new, some are old, but none of them have fallen into dust.
Zhang Qingjiu followed the location mentioned by Chu Lan and quickly found the volumes he wanted.
From the looks of it, it seems that he has been here recently, but when he opened it, he found that it was indeed only half a year old.
But every volume has obviously been read carefully from beginning to end.