Chapter three hundred and eighty second look at each other
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The prosperous son of the past, Anling and Longyang, worked together to love each other, and they were dressed together in the past. I wish to fly together for two birds and wings.
That sentence that the prince really likes Long Yangjun, Zhao Shilin only realized that he had a trap?
"Rong Qing!" He chanted her name hatefully.
Where did this rascal boy get such a bold one?
I remembered that the boy shouted and said that there was something important outside his tent last night that he had a discussion with him. After clinking into his tent, he actually swayed and hugged the bedding in his tent and found a corner to lie down.
The King of Qi had seen a rogue, but the only one who dared to act like a rogue in front of him was Rong Qing.
"Prince forgives the crime. The young man has never been serious and he is quick-talking." She giggled, not afraid of his glaring eyes at all. "The young man often jokes with His Highness the King of Qin, but His Highness is generous and never gets angry."
What I mean is that if you get angry, you will be less arrogant than your nephew!
Zhao Shilin's face became darker and darker.
Yan Hanyu ignored his black face and smiled and showed her teeth, "Prince, the little one just woke up and was really hungry. Can you give me some food?"
"I annoyed me, do you still want to eat?"
Yan Hanyu hummed twice, but because there were several soldiers living in each tent, except for the best tent, the noble Prince Qi lived, she couldn't sleep, so she had to come here.
Did he think she was willing to come?
She wanted to get out of him, but was blocked by him. The location she was looking for was the most corner, but now she trapped herself in this corner!
"Then Prince, have you moved? Let me go? I'll go out." How could she go out to find food in the way blocking her?
He stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a dark red gauze robe with a golden jade belt and a tall body that was like a wall, motionless.
Zhao Shilin raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a disappointment, feeling quite happy.
Yan Hanyu felt like he had pierced all the silver needles on his body and gritted his teeth silently.
"Although the prince is as beautiful as a flower, the young man really only likes the little lady."
Zhao Shilin was choked again, and he had the urge to pinch her.
"Prince, please report!" The voice at the door suddenly interrupted the deadlock.
Zhao Shilin turned around and stopped looking at her, waved his hand and left the tent.
When Yan Hanyu heard the King of Qi standing outside and instructed his subordinates to prepare food to deliver it, he felt relieved and let out a secret breath.
While there was no one at this time, she flipped around the tent to see if she could find her jade, but she finally found nothing.
It was the food sent by the soldier who helped her deliver the message last time.
When the soldier came, he saw the figure in the tent sitting on the prince's couch and holding his chin to ponder. The soldier was full of thoughts. Could it be that Mr. Rong and the prince were sleeping on the same bed?
A simple bowl of porridge, a side dish, and steamed cakes are delicious for the hungry Yan Hanyu.
She hasn't had a good sleep these days, let alone eat well, and she can finish up any simple things at once.
"Has Mr. Rong not full? I have steamed cakes here." The soldier actually hid two steamed cakes, which were originally reserved for him, but now he saw that Mr. Rong was still unsatisfied and couldn't bear it anymore. It must be very hard to serve their prince, right?
Yan Hanyu took it without hesitation, "Thank you."
Xiaobing had never heard any master thank him, and was a little stunned.
She didn't explain much, and he would be even more suspicious.
"Since it is Qingrong's personal object, why didn't he come to ask me personally?"
"This matter is very secretive, and it is related to the reputation of the county lord. Our highness does not come in person, just because we want to leave some room for the prince. If the prince does not return, it will be of no benefit to anyone if he tear his face apart."
"It's a private matter. How dare he tell you an outsider such a private matter?"
"The prince doesn't know anything. Rong Qing has a humble identity, but he has a close relationship with His Highness in private. His Highness naturally has little trust, so he has given me such a thing."
"The King of Qin has always been steady, how could he have a close relationship with a slutty person like you?"
She actually said she was raspy!
Chapter completed!