Although she has never been in love in her life, she has read many love stories. Is it true that she has never eaten pork and never seen a pig run away?
When a man asks another man something, isn't this a typical manifestation of jealousy?
Chu Lan's expression darkened slightly, and there was an undercurrent in his eyes.
After a moment, he said, "I just want to remind you that it is not a good thing to be too close to the prince in this court."
"I'm not close to the prince." Zhang Qingjiu raised his head with an innocent look on his face, "I'm just close to the prince."
Chu Lan:......
That’s all, saying it means not saying it.
Seeing that Chu Lan stopped talking, Zhang Qingjiu spoke on his own.
"I've said it before, I have to enter your house sooner or later, it's just a matter of time. As for going to court...instead of listening to a group of them arguing and arguing with no result, why not go to the streets and alleys to eat for two
The steamed buns are really good." Zhang Qingjiu shook his head helplessly.
Are you arguing? Chu Lan raised his eyebrows, and the smile flashed across his eyes.
It's an apt description.
"I don't know what your intentions are when it comes to entering and exiting the Prince's Mansion, but since I have agreed, I will not stop you anymore, but..."
"Just don't disturb you, I know, His Majesty said so." Zhang Qingjiu curled his lips.
Seeing her speaking so freely, Chu Lan suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
But it felt too fast, too fast for him to find out.
"In that case, that's great." Chu Lan nodded.
It's very good, but I'm afraid I won't bother you when the time comes, so you can deliver it to your door yourself.
"As for the second thing..." Thinking of how she tried her best not to go to court in the court, Chu Wei's lips curved, "Only officials of the fourth rank and above in this court have to meet the Holy Spirit every day."
"Oh..." Zhang Qingjiu nodded, he was in the fourth grade, what about her?
She is fifth grade!
Looking at the woman with wide-eyed eyes in front of him, Chu Lan felt inexplicably comfortable.
"You, why didn't you remind me?" Zhang Qingjiu took a deep breath, feeling that she was thinking about this matter, and it was just a joke in their place?
"I think Master Xiao Zhang wants to understand all kinds of things in the world, so how can he stop him with words?" Chu Lan asked back.
Zhang Qingjiu grinded his back molars, glared at Chu Lan fiercely, and turned away in anger.
If he hadn't meant it, her name would have been written backwards!
This man, why didn't she see that he was harboring evil intentions?
Seeing Zhang Qingjiu's deflated appearance, Feng Zhi felt relieved in his heart. He patted the carriage and said, "Go faster and take Mr. Zhang back home."
"I'm not going back, I'm going to your Prince's Mansion!" Zhang Qingjiu suddenly turned around and glared angrily.
Chu Lan lowered her eyes and said nothing.
The carriage was going faster and faster. The Prime Minister's Mansion and the Prince's Mansion were already in two directions. They were about to reach a fork in the road and there was no sign of stopping.
Zhang Qingjiu gritted his teeth, stood up and walked out of the carriage. Chu Lan was so frightened that he strangled her arm and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
"Pull the reins." Zhang Qingjiu said, if he didn't pull the reins, he would go to the prime minister's house.
"Do you know you might fall to death if you fall?" Chu Lan's tone was a little more angry.
Is this woman really willing to risk her life?
"If I don't go to the Prince's Mansion, I will really die." Zhang Qingjiu refused to hide and turned around to stare.
At this time, even Feng Zhi admired Zhang Qingjiu.
The look in Chu Lan's eyes changed again and again, and finally she sighed softly, "I'll go back tomorrow. You go back home today."
"You really won't let me go today?" Zhang Qingjiu looked at him deeply.
Chu Lan lowered her eyes and acquiesced.
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point at this moment.
Zhang Qingjiu took a deep breath and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from outside the carriage——
"Lord Xiao Zhang, I'm here to take you back home."
Spring is coming? Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, why is he here?
"Master Xiaozhang, aren't you going to come back?"
Just as I was thinking about it, the sound came again, closer.
Zhang Qingjiu gritted his teeth, glanced angrily at Chu Lan who was silent, opened the curtain and jumped out, "You're here just in time."
Feng Zhi looked along the open curtain and saw a man in a black corset standing upright next to the carriage opposite. He had a jade-like body and sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
Chun Lai watched the figure jump down, and her heart tightened, but when she saw her landing smoothly and as light as a swallow, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Behind him was also a carriage. It seemed that it was coming out of the Prime Minister's Mansion at this moment. Zhang Qingjiu rushed forward without looking back.
Feng Zhi raised the corners of his lips when he opened the curtain and looked over. Chun Lai waved the reins in his hand and said, "Drive!"
The carriage that had just landed and stopped sped away again, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Obviously, she should be happy when that person left her, but Feng Zhi felt inexplicably that she had an indescribable feeling.
When he turned his head, he realized that his master was looking in the direction of the carriage, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Your Highness..." Feng Zhi originally wanted to say that this servant in the Prime Minister's Palace was so unruly, but suddenly he felt someone was grabbing him by the throat.
The atmosphere at this moment was strange and unusual, just like when he saw the Eighth Prince when he went to pick her up.
"Let's go back home." Chu Lan squinted her eyes, picked up the teacup on the table, and blew lightly.
The curtain fell, finally covering those deep eyes full of emotions.
"Why are you here?" Zhang Qingjiu asked in the carriage.
"Take Mr. Xiao Zhang back home." Holding the reins in his hands, Murong Chunlai smiled and raised the corners of his lips.
"Are you feeling well?" Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows.
"Master Xiao Zhang has a solution. I am now free from illness and pain."
The carriage is faster.
"Didn't I ask you to guard the yard?" Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes.
"You're not in the yard, why should I be guarding you?" Murong Chunlai turned around in a funny tone, and said in a cold tone, "If you're not here, who is going to your yard? Is it your sister who is grounded, or the one with a broken leg?
His bullshit butler?”
This can be said without mercy at all.
Zhang Qingjiu thought about it and felt that compared to Chunlai, she was really kind. If she had been vicious, the conversation she had just had with the Eighth Prince might have been "I would rather be a widow than marry you."
This spring is coming, it’s too much!
"If nothing happens in the future, you should stay out and wander around less." Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and said seriously.
"Why?" Murong Chunlai asked.
"No reason." Zhang Qingjiu put down the curtain, "Go back quickly."
The destiny of spring is unusual.
Although she couldn't see clearly now, when she saw him today, she knew that there would be cause and effect between him and Chu Lan.