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Chapter 108 The lonely grave of thousands of miles, there is nowhere to say desolate (28)

Chapter 108: A lonely grave with thousands of miles, nowhere to talk about desolation (28)

But he stood there and waited for a long time, feeling the blood flowing on his body getting colder and colder, but the figure refused to appear for a long time.

Wen Xien knew that the prince would be so delicate and sensitive as long as he was sick due to cold and sick. No one could say a few words, otherwise he would lose his temper.

The boy nodded helplessly, "Yes, yes, blame me."

The prince's fingers were still tightly grasping the corner of the boy's clothes. His tough face was morbid red, and his voice was hoarse, "If you run around again... I'll let my father break your legs..."

Wen Xien raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the burned person and said lightly, "It seems that he is not stupid yet, he will threaten people."

Wen Xien took a few days to accompany the prince in the East Palace before she took off. When she saw Li Zhiyue's calligraphy and paintings in the study, she suddenly remembered that the painting had not been sent to Rong Yiqing Palace.

Wen Xien thought about it and asked the personal palace maids around him to send them over.

Rong Yiqing was reading a book when he heard the palace servant say that the Fourth Prince had sent something over.

The palace servants put up the calligraphy and paintings, and then lowered their eyebrows and went out consciously.

Rong Yiqing stared at the calligraphy and paintings on the table, his expression calm as water. He sneered and smoothed the calligraphy and paintings.

The purpose is to look like a green water and green mountains, and there are two quatrains. Rong Yiqing can tell at a glance that it was written by Li Zhiyue.

He remembered that in his previous life, Wen Xien did not spend so much effort on him. Although he would also send some things, he never spent much effort, just like teasing a cat or a dog.

However, in this life, he just mentioned the name of Li Zhiyue in front of Wen Xien, and within a few days he sent Li Zhiyue's calligraphy and paintings that were hard to find for his daughter.

Fourth brother, fourth brother, should I say you are simple or stupid...

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The prince's age is approaching and he starts to attend morning courts. He is full of trivial matters. Wen Xien's Changle Palace is much deserted.

It is spring in full bloom, and the trees are filled with pink flowers, one by one, and the sky is gorgeous and full of vitality.

Wen Xien has always been lazy in his Changle Hall. Rumo's hair was tied with a green hairband. He changed into loose clothes and sat under the tree to read a book.

Rong Yiqing made a pot of tea for her and poured it for her.

He put his chin on the boy's thin and thin shoulders like a cat, and wrote a book with Wen Xien.

Wen Xien held the book with one hand, his eyes fell on the book, and the broken sunlight shone on her clothes, holding the posture of a young master like Yu.

Rong Bo did not tell anyone when he came to Changle Palace, and the palace servants stepped in without having time to report the second prince.

Rong Bo came to Changle Palace and saw Wen Xien sitting under the tree just outside the palace gate.

The boy held the book in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes calmed down, and he no longer had the pride of the past. The person who put his chin on the boy's shoulder was playing with a flower as big as a bowl on his hands, layered with gorgeous petals, which made the boy's white jade-like face look even more beautiful, and he was more beautiful than a flower.

"Fourth brother... Why don't you ignore me when you read the book? I can't understand this sentence..." Rong Yiqing rubbed the boy's face with his petals, and his tone felt like he was spoiled by the boy.

Wen Xien, who has always hated being disturbed by others to read, just turned his head away, glanced at the painting, and asked in a low voice: "Won't that sentence?"

Rong Yiqing pointed to one of them casually, but the boy translated it very seriously.

Rong Bo suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, but it was more unbelievable.
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