The Runaway Princess: The Story of the Moon

Chapter 30

"No, it's nothing." As soon as I turned around, I met Yun Shu's face, and it was still a big one.He is obviously a man, but his eyelashes are longer than women's, and his bright eyes are full of concern.I "teng" stood up, avoiding his hand, "probably because it's too stuffy here."

Out of the corner of his eyes, Yun Shu looked at me suspiciously, and the eyes of the three young ladies from the Song family were even more strange.Especially Miss Song, she stared straight at me and Yun Shu with complicated expressions on her face.I felt cold, she must have discovered something.I returned to my seat again, drinking my tea with my head down, and kept silent.But being disturbed by me like this, the atmosphere just now was gone, and the entire gazebo became much quieter.

"Murong, didn't you come here to enjoy the flowers? This Ziyanyan is already red."

I just raised my head and turned sideways to the outside of the pavilion. Sure enough, it was a sea of ​​purple flowers just now, but now it is full of bright red. "Yun Shu, really, this flower really changes color!" In a moment of excitement, I took his hand and shook it without worrying too much. After a while, I realized that it was wrong, and immediately let go.

"Isn't Mr. Xi from the Qingxuan family?" Miss Song asked aloud.

"Huh? I am."

"Qingxuanren doesn't know Zi Yanyan." Is it my villain, why do you think her words are thorny.

"Murong, he..." Yun Shu just wanted to say something, but I rushed ahead. "I just don't know Zi Yanyan. Who stipulates that Qingxuanren must have seen Zi Yanyan?"

She looked at me proudly and said: "That's true, not everyone's home is like our Xiangfu, the garden is full of Ziyanyan."

Sigh~~~~ This Miss Song is indeed hostile to me.Xuan Yunshu, Xuan Yunshu, another romantic debt you provoked.I really am innocent.But people are bullying me, and I feel sorry for the audience if I don't fight back.He pretended to smile at Miss Song, and said: "Naturally, my next home is not as good as Xiangfu. The small garden at home is just little-known lotus flowers such as Xue Fu Rong, Man Qing Ling, and Yu Ran Yan." Probably Because Xing Yan saw that Xi Yeyue liked lotus, so he pulled out all the other flowers.Otherwise, why would there be no Qingxuan national flower in his majestic Prince Rui's mansion?Xue Furong, Man Qing Ling and Yu Ran Yan are all varieties of lotus.When I was shopping in the yard that day, I heard Han Yu say it.Although Ziyan can change color, it is not easy to survive in other countries, but it can be easily seen in Qingxuan.And the three kinds of lotus I mentioned just now are all extremely rare varieties, and ordinary people, let alone seeing them, have probably never even heard of their names.That Mrs. Song Xiang also likes lotus. In the past, Song Xiang once begged for a Yuranyanbo plant with a thousand gold in the past. Mrs. Smile, the three ladies of the Song family should know it.As a matter of fact, Xing Yu also searched for these lotus flowers everywhere for me, and I am afraid that other women would be grateful for his hard work.If it was me at the beginning, I would be full of joy.It's just that my feelings towards him have changed a long time ago.

"Xue Furong, Man Qingling, Yu Ranyan..." The three nicknames were repeated, and Miss Song was at a loss for words.

"Yun Shu, I still feel a little bored, so I'm going back first." Not wanting to entangle with these people any longer, I got up and wanted to leave first.

"In that case, the three Miss Songs, let's take our leave first." Yun Shu also stood up with me.

"Is Mr. Xuan leaving too?" Second Miss Song asked anxiously, "The Ziyanyan has not finished opening yet."

"This Ziyan Yanyuan is not a rare item. I accompanied Murong to see it today. Since he doesn't want to see it, there is no need for me to stay. The three Miss Songs, take my leave."

Stepping out of Yanyan Garden, I walked ahead alone, deliberately pulling away from Yun Shu.It's a pity that he caught up with me in one stride and walked side by side with me.

"Are you still bored now?"

Pursing her lips, she turned her head and ignored him.

"Don't be angry, okay?" His tone was like coaxing a child.

Did not hear, did not hear, continue to pretend not to hear.

"Murong..." My palms warmed up, and he actually held my hand just like that.

I panicked and said anxiously, "Hey...you...what are you doing?"

"What did I do?" He asked confidently, as if it was normal for a man to hold hands with a "man".

I shook my hand but didn't break free: "Well, how can there be two men holding hands on the street!"

As if he was half a beat behind, he lightly let go of the hand he was holding, but his face began to flush slightly.Really, how could there be such a person.It was taken for granted when we held hands, but now we let go and become shy.Looking at his expression, he looked like a young boy in love, extremely cute.I smiled "puff puff", which relieved the embarrassment just now.

"Don't be angry anymore." He heard my laughter, as if he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not angry." I found that I was really a woman who was easy to coax.Alas~~~~~
(End of this chapter)