Crown Jewels

Chapter 67 Lan Qing's Shadow

At that time, Shen Lanqing vaguely remembered that the boy gestured towards him with hands and feet.

As for what she said specifically, she really didn't pay attention to it.

After all, with such a gadget, there are children playing with bamboo dragonflies every day in folk alleys.

What she said at the beginning was purely perfunctory.

"Miss Shen—"

Sensing Shen Lanqing's absence, Fu Sinian called her.

Seeing her gaze, Fu Sinian scratched his head embarrassingly, and directly stuffed the bamboo dragonfly into Shen Lanqing's hands.

As if afraid of her refusal, Fu Siqing coughed and took two steps back.

"Miss Shen—"

"Then, then I'll go first..."

Fu Sinian said he wanted to leave, but his steps were slow.

Holding the bamboo handle of the dragonfly in her hand, Shen Lanqing raised her head, her eyes fell on the light black eyes under his eyes, and she pursed her lips slightly.

After a long while, Shen Lanqing shook the gadget in her hand, and smiled slightly at him.

"Thank you-"

Shen Lanqing smiled, and the demeanor of the distant mountains came alive instantly.

Seeing this, Fu Sinian's brows and eyes instantly stretched, and he couldn't help but also grinned.

Seeing Fu Sinian leave, Shen Lanqing stroked the bamboo handle, her eyes fell on the bamboo dragonfly.

I saw that the handle was polished smooth, the barbs were removed cleanly, and it did not sting when held in the hand.

The edges of the "wings" on both sides have been polished evenly, and a thin layer of red paint has been applied, which looks a bit delicate.

However, when her eyes fell on the plane of the "wings", Shen Lanqing couldn't help smiling.

If a normal bamboo dragonfly wants to successfully fly into the sky, one thing is very important.

That is, the two sides of the "wings" should be cut with a bevel.

And this little gadget made by Fu Sinian...

The sides of the wings are as smooth as water, it would be strange if it could fly into the sky.

The corners of Shen Lanqing's lips could not hold back a smile.

However, despite thinking this way in her heart, she held the dragonfly's bamboo handle between her hands and rubbed her hands subconsciously.

The bamboo dragonfly took advantage of its strength to fly into the air, and in less than a moment, it really fell straight to the ground.

Shen Lanqing raised her feet and walked a few steps towards the direction where the dragonfly landed. When she bent over to pick it up, she quickly picked it up with both hands.

She looked up, and saw Fu Sinian standing in front of her with an embarrassing expression on his face.

The bamboo dragonfly that fell to the ground just now was already hidden behind him.

When Fu Sinian came back, he originally wanted to tell Shen Lanqing.

If she gets tired from studying in the future, she can use this bamboo dragonfly for entertainment. "

But who would have thought...

As soon as he came back, he saw that little thing was so disappointing.

Really hateful!
Scratching his head embarrassingly, Fu Sinian smiled awkwardly.

"That, cough—"

"Miss Shen, I'll improve this little thing and give it to you in a few days."

After speaking, without waiting for Shen Lanqing to reply, Fu Sinian turned around and ran away.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Shen Lanqing's eyes, recalling Fu Sinian's embarrassing expression just now, she couldn't help covering her lips and laughing.

The breeze blows the green leaves rustling, and the faint light spots are inexplicably vain.

After a while, the arc of Shen Lanqing's lips gradually became smoother, and a blank blankness suddenly appeared in those clear and beautiful eyes.

Shen Lanqing grew up with her mother in the city.

Ever since she was a child, she has seen a rich businessman with a big belly and lust in his eyes to force a flower girl;
I have seen a dignified literati sneak behind his wife Chunlou;

Seeing that the students of the Shushu school are intriguing with each other in order to please the master;
I have also seen beggars facing the street fighting for a piece of silver.

but……

All these years, she seems to have never seen.

The bright-eyed young man scratched his head at her with a heartless grin and a clear smile.

That appearance, it seems that he maintains a passionate curiosity and sincerity towards all things.

It also made her seem lucky to touch and feel the temperature of the scorching sun in the gloomy days with no end in sight...

However, the corners of Shen Lanqing's lips overflowed with mockery.

So what?After all, it has nothing to do with her.

……

On the official road, the Gululu carriage rolled, and the thick bead curtains on the carriage divided independent spaces.

Song Leyi was sitting upright in the carriage, holding half a peeled orange in her hand.

When the figure outside the window gradually faded away, she blinked and looked back with downcast eyes.

Break open a piece of orange and put it in your mouth absent-mindedly.

The sweet and sour orange moistened her pink lips, but Song Leyi felt that she couldn't taste it.

The hand holding the hem of the skirt loosened slightly, Song Leyi murmured for a while and still couldn't speak.

Finally, she simply raised her eyes and glanced at Song Yan and Fu Sinian who were sitting on the other two sides of the carriage.

Looking at it this way, the little girl was quite speechless.

I saw that my cousin Fu Sinian was holding a bamboo dragonfly in his hand, just playing with it like that.

I don't know what's the meaning, it's worth his concentration;
In a blink of an eye, her brother Song Yan was leaning against the inner wall of the carriage, with a careless demeanor.

His eyes clearly fell on the moving scenery outside the window, but his eyes had no focus, so he didn't know what he was thinking.

For a moment, the three of them had different thoughts, and the atmosphere in the carriage was eerily quiet.

Putting the remaining half of the orange on the table, Song Leyi's sitting posture became more upright. She secretly glanced at Song Yan who was still absent-minded, and she coughed symbolically.

Seeing that Song Yan was finally willing to look away and raised her eyelids to look at her, Song Leyi called out.

"elder brother--"

"Huh?" "Say—"

The lazy voice came, and Song Leyi, who looked at Song Yan's sloppy look, was a little annoyed, but after thinking about it, he was too lazy to argue with him today.

Song Leyi coughed lightly again, casually picking up a topic.

"Brother, sister Baozhu's father looks a little weak." After the little girl finished speaking, she waited anxiously for Song Yan to answer.

"Um--"

Unexpectedly, Song Yanxi's word Rujin only said a word of kindness to her, and then she drooped her eyelids, looking listless.

Gone?

Song Leyi was dumbfounded. For a while, the carriage was quiet again, only the sound of the wheels turning.

She Song Leyi!How could there be!Such an annoying older brother! !
Can't speak up?
The little girl wrinkled her nose aggrievedly, and quietly stared at Song Yan.

After a while, Song Leyi suppressed her anger and forced herself to answer the sentence.

"Prince Gong looks sick and weak, but he is dignified and refined. No wonder the born sister Baozhu is so pretty."

These words seemed to have touched Song Yanxuan's door, and he hummed an inexplicable smile through his nasal cavity, his crooked body looked a bit upright.

Finally, he was willing to talk to her.

But he still looks like a lazy dead man!
Song Yan arched his left cheek with the tip of his tongue, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

But when he thought about Gu Baozhu's anomaly before parting today, Song Yan felt that it didn't make much sense.

For a long while, he only glanced at Song Leyi, with a look of disgust in his eyes.

"What kind of eyes do you have—"

"No matter how good-looking she is, can I be as handsome as your brother?"

Seeing Song Yan's arrogant demeanor, Song Leyi felt restless.

She said sister Baozhu was beautiful, his brother!Song Yanfei wants to say that he is more handsome than sister Baozhu?

What kind of nonsense is this?
Furthermore, taking a step back, even if the two are comparable, his brother is really, a bit too shameless.

Song Leyi grinned, and the round-eyed boss was full of disapproval.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Song Yan was the disgust carved out of the same mold as him.

"Brother, you have such a big face—"

"Sister Baozhu's appearance makes me feel ashamed."

"Although you look like me, you are still a bit inferior to me, so..."

Song Leyi's handsome nose wrinkled slightly, and she tortured her brother's soul.

"Who on earth gave you such courage?"

The milk baby's accusation was heard by Song Yan's ears, and he couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

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