Gently patting Chu Lan's arm, Zhang Qingjiu tried to "pull" his body out of his arms. This man was getting stronger now.
Feeling the struggle in her arms, Chu Lan frowned and lowered her eyes to look down.
Their eyes met, Zhang Qingjiu tried to calm the man out of his nervous mood, "Let me go and I'll say a word to him."
She was very happy that Chu Lan cared about her, but not at this moment.
Chu Lan narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips.
No intention of letting go at all.
Zhang Qingjiu took a deep breath and said with relief again: "After saying this, we will go back."
This time, Chu Lan slowly opened his arms.
However, just when Zhang Qingjiu thought he had agreed to say a few words to Murong Chun, he heard a man's voice coming from Qing Lie, "Huo Wu, take the Crown Princess back to the house immediately."
"Yes!" Huo Wu not far away had already been ready to go. The red tassel gun in his hand was particularly shiny in the snowy sky. Hearing Chu Lan's order, he flew forward and saluted respectfully: "Crown Princess, let's go back first.
"
"Chu Lan?" Zhang Qingjiu was suddenly stunned, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
Did he ask her to leave directly?
"Ah Jiu, go back to the carriage and wait for me." Chu Lan turned his head and glanced at her, his eyes deep and his tone decisive.
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at him steadily, then glanced at Murong Chunlai who was not far away, and moved the corners of his mouth. In the end, without saying anything, he nodded and walked out with Huo Wu.
Now that Murong Chun has come, he poses no threat to her dog man.
Moreover, when she goes out, she has to save face for her dog man.
Regarding Zhang Qingjiu's departure, Murong Chunlai never said a word, but his eyes never left her figure until she completely disappeared from sight.
With a slight sneer, Murong Chunlai looked at the tall man opposite him, who looked like an immortal, and spoke slowly, "Don't you, Your Highness, want to hear what she wants to say?"
From the first time he saw this man, he didn't like him.
I don't like that he can have such a demeanor around him, and I don't like that he always looks calm and cool in everything he does.
He doesn't even like his appearance.
He can admit that all this dislike stems from his jealousy.
However, what he couldn't deceive himself was that all these dislikes were because he could make her climb over the wall every night to see him, and it was her unreserved and concealed love for him.
He, why?
Thinking of this, Murong Chunlai's eyes could not help but fill with madness.
Seeing the undisguised anger in Murong Chunlai's eyes, Chu Lan smiled faintly and said, "Thank you very much, Prince, for thinking about my Ah Jiu. But since we have already met, we should go back to the post house to rest earlier. When I came out of the palace, the post office
The people from the hotel are also rushing here, and it must be here soon. The prince must not let down the reception and cleansing banquet specially prepared for you by the hotel."
Hearing these words, Murong Chunlai was slightly startled. He never thought that Chu Lan could remain calm and cope with it in such a situation.
As expected, he was indeed a man who could make her fall in love with him, and he was indeed quite capable.
but……
"Thank you, Your Highness, for your warm hospitality." Murong Chunlai raised his eyebrows, with a hint of provocation at the corner of his mouth, and sighed again, "It's just that you really don't want to know what she wanted to say just now?"
Chu Lan glanced at him and shook her head calmly.
Murong Chunlai's pupils shrank!
If any other man allowed his beloved woman to look at her even once more, he would want to cut that man into pieces with a thousand knives!
What's more, it was a scene like that just now. If he really loved Chu Lan, how could he not be angry when he saw this scene? How could he be so calm?
Unless, he doesn't love her at all! Everything is just self-promotion!
Thinking of this, Murong Chunlai gradually became a little more happy, and his face couldn't help but feel a little proud, "It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince's trust in her is just words. The so-called pairing for life is even more...
"
"I don't want her to talk anymore, not because I'm worried about anything." Unexpectedly, Chu Lan shook her head again, even with a smile in her tone, "but because if I want to hear it, I will naturally do it when I get back.
Heard.”
After speaking, Chu Lan clapped her hands.
A commotion was heard outside, and people from Honglu Temple and the Post House filed in in two groups, "Your Highness, please follow me back to the Post House to rest."
These words were said politely, but there was a bit of gritted teeth in them.
Let me ask, who has prepared everything early in the morning, only to be told that they have been tricked and have to bear the anger of His Majesty and the Crown Prince and remain calm?
Murong Chunlai naturally did not ignore the tone of these people. He turned around, smiled, and nodded, "If you are willing to go there, I will go with you."
He still has some time to go, and now is not the time to stalemate the relationship.
After saying that, Murong Chunlai strode out with quick steps.
Just as he passed by Chu Lan, he paused slightly and said, "Your Highness, you know, if a person wins a bet once, he will want to win again."
Chu Lan narrowed her eyes slightly and moved her fingers on her back, "So nine out of ten gamblers in this world will lose all their money."
Murong Chunlai was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha... His Highness the Crown Prince is really interesting, but what if, I am one of those 12 out of 10?"
One or two? Looking at Murong Chunlai's back walking towards the door, a cold light flashed across Chu Lan's eyes.
Then you have to see if you have this ability.
This was the first time that Zhang Qingjiu had been so anxious since the relationship with Chu Lan became clear. After thinking about it several times, he still took back his hand to pull the curtain.
There was a sound of footsteps at the door. Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips slightly.
The footsteps gradually came closer.
Huo Wu frowned fiercely, stepped forward to block the carriage, and stopped his progress: "Your Highness the Prince..."
Murong Chunlai glanced at him, with a sneer on his lips, "Sir Xiao Zhang, Da Hui treats guests warmly. I will go and rest first, and I will talk to you tomorrow."
After saying that, he immediately turned around and walked in the opposite direction so fast that Zhang Qingjiu didn't even say the words that came to his lips.
As the carriage wheels started to sound, footsteps sounded again outside.
This time, Zhang Qingjiu opened the curtain and jumped out, pulling the man into the car, "Why are you talking so much to someone like him? If you have that kind of skill, you might as well spend more time with me..."
After hearing these words, Chu Lan, whose chest was filled with depression, suddenly felt refreshed.
Looking at the man who was taking him to the car regardless, he used his arms to pull him into his arms, "How can Ah Jiu accompany you as my husband?"
Zhang Qingjiu: "..."
We are going to drive, but this is not the car we want to drive.