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Chapter 309 Pick her up tomorrow morning

"Your Highness, it's time to rest."

In the Prince's Mansion, Feng Zhifang walked lightly into the study and called softly to Chu Lan, who was still reviewing documents.

The figure sitting in front of the desk is staring intently at the document in his hand, holding a scroll in one hand and a pen in the other. Under the illumination of the candlelight, a small and shallow shadow falls on his eyebrows.

I don't know why, seeing this scene, Feng Zhi suddenly remembered a poem: Sparse shadows and slanting water are clear and shallow.

The micro-carved nanmu lang hair brush was still reviewing the writing unhurriedly, seemingly unaware that there was an extra person in the room.

Feng Zhi looked at Chu Lan's distracted look, glanced at the few remaining hourglasses, and sighed softly. He couldn't help but miss the days when there was someone in the prince's palace.

He thought that if she were here, His Royal Highness would definitely not be writing furiously at this moment;

Either dragging his Royal Highness to the Star Picking Tower to watch the stars, or going to bed with excitement on his face...

No matter what, it seems to be more enjoyable than being busy with government affairs at this point.

Feng Zhi felt that it was actually a good thing for her to enter the house early.

Just when he was thinking about it, the person above suddenly spoke.

Chu Lan didn't even raise her head, and softly said two words, "Vermilion."

Feng Zhi was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward and took a closer look at the empty inkstone. He couldn't help but cursed in his heart that the person who was serving today was not careful enough, and there was no vermilion added at all.

But when he took another look at the dozens of documents on Chu Lan's right hand, which were more than half the usual number, he felt that perhaps the servant girl on duty today was not to blame for this matter.

Who made His Highness the Crown Prince so capable that he could work for two days in one day?

Feng Zhi's eyes flashed, and he felt that the time was almost up, so he simply stopped asking Zhu Hong to come over, and once again boldly spoke, "Your Highness, the time is almost up, it's time to rest."

This time, Chu Lan seemed to hear his voice. Although she still didn't raise her head, she responded softly and said in a soft tone: "Well, let's take a rest..."

Hearing this, Feng Zhi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Your Highness, are you so accustomed to this, or are you so busy that you forgot that Mr. Xiao Zhang is not in the house today?

Fortunately, he didn't need to actually say these words. Chu Lan was just slightly startled and then came back to his senses.

I saw those deep eyes flashing, and the thin lips gradually curled into a smile, which was a little helpless and a little doting. The reddish tear mole under the corner of the eye was inexplicably gorgeous.

Feng Zhi's heart moved slightly, and he subconsciously blurted out, "Your Highness, why don't you go and bring Mr. Xiao Zhang back early tomorrow morning?"

Chu Lan seemed to be startled by these words. He slowly raised his head, his eyes were more profound. After a long while, he smiled and shook his head, "No."

"I know that Your Highness doesn't want Mr. Xiao Zhang to know what you have prepared. However, when Huo Wu arranged it before, based on my observation, she did not notice it, and..." Feng Zhi took a deep breath, "Now

Only one of the three thousand betrothal gifts has yet to be found. Huo Wu is meticulous in his work and will definitely not let Master Xiao Zhang find out."

"That's not what I care about." Chu Lan chuckled.

Although there is some reason for this.

Thinking of the figure who would always wake up with him whenever he was in the Prince's Mansion, who would sleep in his cage after he went to court, and would wait for him to have breakfast before he came back, Chu Lan's heart was filled with confusion.

soft.

Like the first dragonfly disturbed by the Waking of Insects in spring, it flew over the pond on the bank of willows and dropped a few ripples.

It is also like the first bud that breaks out of the ground after being nourished by rain, swaying and green in the wind.

Although he is obviously sleepy, he works tirelessly.

However, I'm afraid she will be even more busy after a while, so let her have a good rest in the house for a while.

Therefore, Chu Lan still shook her head: "No need, Princess Shaoqing wrote a letter before saying that she wanted to stay with her in the mansion for a while longer."

Hearing these words, Feng Zhi couldn't help curling his lips, wondering what she could do with her. She was not the kind of woman who could sit down and embroider.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhi thought he had discovered something, and his eyes widened: "Princess Shaoqing can't be hiding from His Highness Prince Jing through Lord Xiao Zhang."

After a pause, he continued, "Moreover, Mr. Xiao Zhang has been thinking about returning to the Prince's Mansion every day. If His Highness doesn't pick her up for a few days and doesn't even say a word about her, I'm afraid Mr. Xiao Zhang will have trouble sleeping and eating."

The worst possibility is that someone sneaks in without taking the main entrance in the middle of the night...

When such words, especially the words "having trouble sleeping and eating" fell into Chu Lan's ears, His Royal Highness, who used to be calm despite the weather, frowned unconsciously.

Seeing him like this, Feng Zhi felt happy and hurriedly pursued the victory. He pretended not to care and said, "Maybe I haven't rested yet at this time. I can't fall asleep looking at the long night. I don't know if the early winter is scary now..."

"Tomorrow morning, I'll pick her up and take her back home." This time, Chu Lan spoke before Feng Zhi finished speaking.

"Yes!" After finally getting Chu Lan's consent, Feng Zhi immediately agreed happily, thinking that his crazy output was not in vain, "Then your Highness should rest early today, and I will go with Your Highness tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, Chu Lan, who had already stood up after hearing these words, sat back down again. Feng Zhi was dumbfounded for a moment, "Your Highness, Your Highness?"

Why are you sitting back again? Shouldn't you go to bed quickly and go straight to the Wei Mansion tomorrow?

"Go and add some vermilion, I will finish reviewing these documents tonight." Chu Lan curled her lips and did not look at Feng Zhi's surprised expression.

When his Ajiu arrived, he would definitely accompany her. The matter of reviewing documents was a bit boring after all.

Fortunately, Feng Zhi was not blunt this time. After a moment, he understood what Chu Lan wanted to do. He didn’t know what to say for a while, so he could only sigh in his heart and silently went to ask someone to bring him vermilion.

He added it obediently and flicked the candle a little brighter.

Then he stood aside and guarded him honestly, fearing that Chu Lan would suddenly call him for something else and that he would not be able to serve him enough.

After Chu Lan received a batch of paperwork, more than half an hour passed. When Huo Wu passed by the study and saw someone else inside, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, took a closer look, couldn't help but sigh secretly, and hit Feng Zhi who obviously saw him.

A secret code.

Feng Zhi got the message and frowned, "You're up so late at night, why are you wandering around?"

Huo Wu sneered and twisted his sore shoulders, "I just looked at those people and counted the accounts." After saying that, he raised his eyebrows towards the room, "What's going on tonight, Your Highness?"

Although His Highness is diligent, it is not his usual style to go to bed after the hour.

"I..." Feng Zhi originally wanted to talk about the conversation he had with Chu Lan just now and the speculation in his heart, but then he thought about it, if he said it, wouldn't he be talking about it behind his back?

He immediately sighed and said, "Go and prepare some midnight snacks for His Highness. I'm worried that you won't be able to get out for a while."

"Supper?" Huo Wu raised his brows, took another look inside, and smiled, "You are really stupid if you say you are stupid. How can there be less snacks in the food box that Mr. Xiao Zhang sent over?"

"That's right!" After saying this, Feng Zhi suddenly slapped his head, "Why did I forget this?"

Saying that, Feng Zhi ran inside.

Maybe His Highness had some cakes and then went to bed?

But before taking two steps, Feng Zhi suddenly stopped again, turned his head, and mysteriously approached Huo Wu and said, "Tell me, why did Mr. Xiao Zhang suddenly send you cakes? Could it be that he guessed that His Highness the Crown Prince would stay up late tonight?

…”

Glancing inside, the two of them nodded in unison, with a look of sudden realization flashing in their eyes.

Oh I got it!

Huo Wu clicked his tongue and secretly gave a thumbs up in the direction of the Wei Mansion: Mr. Xiao Zhang, you are worthy of it!

If it weren't for you, this princess, I, Huo Wu, would be the first to dissent!


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