The dark-bellied prime minister's cute wife

Chapter 286

Zhijing watched his back for a long time, holding back the tears that were about to shed, and trotted up.

When Yan Ke returned home, he poured a cup of hot tea and drank it regardless of his dripping clothes.

Seeing a man like this, she hurriedly went back to the house and searched for a clean piece of clothing, took it out, put on a smiling face and quickly handed it over: "Ake, change into dry clothes." Clothes froze in mid-air, but did not get the slightest response.

The man was still sipping his tea, but frowned slightly, put down his teacup and glanced at the awkward weaving mirror, with the same ruthless words in his mouth: "Luohong is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more Huhua, you should go to find the person who protects the flower."

Zhijing, who heard these words, directly ignored the meaning of his words, and hurriedly said: "As long as you are willing, Ake, you are the one who protects the flowers." You want, I can do anything for you.

Listening to such words, Yan Ke didn't show the slightest expression, her voice was still cold, directly penetrating into her heart: "My flower will not be you."

After speaking, he stood up, walked straight into the room, took another set of clothes and changed out, and walked out with the wet clothes in his hand.

Weaving mirror suddenly collapsed and sat on the stool, still holding on to the clothes tightly in his hands, turning into spring mud to protect flowers, protect flowers more, I always hope that I can be the flower you cherish, ah Ke...why?At this moment, I have changed my mind, but I still can't get the slightest pity from you.Why you still don't want to look at me again, why you treat me so strangely, you know, I can't accept such an ending...

The sun was already in the middle of the sky, and everything was still, but Tianlan was still lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

With a big smile on his face, today Xiangye gave him fried buns with scallions.This scene is so familiar, in the past, Mr. Xiang would go to buy spring onion fried buns for himself, rain or shine, just because he likes to eat.He found the black wooden hairpin under the pillow again, and carefully touched the lines on it and the two lines of words engraved on it.

Master Xiang... In fact, he has never forgotten himself. As for those hurtful words that day, they must not have been in his heart.Thinking of laughing more happily here, I still have a future with him, don't I?All the sadness and despair from before disappeared at this moment, and what remained in Tian Lanshan's heart was only Yan Ke's good, and she didn't know whether those so-called bad things were really forgotten by her, or whether she deliberately ignored them...

Thinking about the little things between himself and Yan Ke, he finally felt sleepy and his eyes became more and more tired, but he still didn't forget to hold the black hairpin tightly, and finally fell asleep.

This time Tian Lanshan slept very sweetly and soundly, when Xintao came to wake him up, it was already time.

After rubbing his hazy eyes, he got up lazily.

Xintao brought in the basin, looked at the hairpin in her hand and smiled, "Your Highness, it's almost noon."

Looking at the hairpin in his hand, Tian Lanshan regained his energy, glanced at Xin Tao who was twisting the towel, and then suddenly thought of something and asked: "Xin Tao, do you think it will be the next time I meet Mr. Xiang? I should thank him very much." It was raining so heavily, and I had to go buy fried scallion buns for myself.

Such words made Xintao's hand twisting the towel stunned, and she glanced at her with some guilt, if that was the case, wouldn't she be exposed? "Your Highness, Master Xiang is here to paint, it would be bad if you keep disturbing him."

Thinking about what Huang Ziqing said to himself before, it would make him disgusted to hang around in front of a man from time to time, and I don't want to be disgusted by Xiangye, so in this case, I shouldn't always hang around in front of him. "Well, then next time I come, I'll serve tea and water for Mr. Xiang." His eyes became firm all of a sudden, isn't this considered swaying?

Xintao couldn't help laughing at such a serious look, did His Highness misinterpret Huang Shiwei's words?

After finally tossing and tossing, it was already time for lunch. Tian Lanshan came to the lobby and saw that Duan Fuji was already sitting there, so she hurriedly smiled and walked over.

"Do you know Yipinxiang's scallion fried buns? It's delicious, do you want me to take you to eat?" At this moment, she felt a little guilty. After all, this is someone else's territory, but yesterday's delicious food was taken I swallowed it all by myself, and then I thought that it was bought by Xiangye specially for me. It has a different meaning. If I really let myself share it, I would be reluctant. If this is the case, then take him to try it.

Duan Fuji didn't know about the scallion fried buns yesterday, and now he just thought it was Tian Lanshan who was going to send him to the court.

"Satisfaction is always a joy, Miss Xintao's cooking skills are already very good." Duan Fuji looked at the girl who came in with a plate of dishes at the door and said quickly.

Tian Lanshan took a look at him, and seemed to feel that his pursuit of life was very problematic: "This person, you have to pursue, there are so many delicious things in this world waiting for us to eat, how can you stagnate? Although new Tao's craftsmanship is also very good, but a mountain is taller than a mountain. Don't you think so?" This person is so easy to be satisfied, it really doesn't fit his style.

Duan Fuji glanced at her indifferently and didn't speak. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish gracefully, put it into his mouth and tasted it carefully.

Seeing him completely ignoring her, Tian Lanshan also shut up, why does she feel that this person just wants to eat Xintao's meals every day?Shaking his head, he put his mind completely on the table and began to eat.

Xintao cleaned up the dishes and went back, Duan Fuji looked out in a leisurely and elegant way today, there was a lot of fallen leaves under the withered ginkgo tree, it was quite a bleak scene.

"The drizzle tells the depths of autumn, and a leaf leaves a soul. Can there be a breeze to rely on? The fallen leaves in the garden want to return to their roots. Such a beautiful scenery, would it be a pity not to describe it?" Duan Fuji came to the desk after speaking, and went to the inkstone Pour some water into the ink and prepare to grind the ink.

Tian Lanshan frowned when she heard the sudden verse, she didn't understand...

Seeing him preparing to grind ink, thinking that it was because of him that he was able to meet Mr. Xiang, a feeling of gratitude filled his heart and hurried over: "Let me come..."

Duan Fuji didn't argue with her, he went to the side and took out a piece of white rice paper and spread it on the table, and chose a thin brush to draw the desolate scenery.

Looking at the black lump in his hand, Tian Lanshan remembered the scene where Xintao rubbed ink for himself, this should be easier than sweeping the floor.So he put the black thing in the inkstone with a "snap", and began to wave it with all his strength, which seemed to be a bit of martial arts style.

The man frowned at the few drops of ink splashed on the rice paper, looked at the woman who was waving, no, rubbing the ink, and twitched the corners of her mouth, she, is this rubbing ink?

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly felt that my forehead was cold, and when I wiped it with my hand, it turned into a dark mass.The ink splashed all over his face.

"Your Highness..." whispered.

Tian Lanshan thought that he was afraid that she was tired, so she wiped the sweat from her forehead and glanced at him: "Draw, I'm not tired."

"..." I'm not afraid that you'll be tired, but I'm afraid that the house will be ruined.

At this moment, Duan Fuji suddenly felt regretful, what kind of madness did he go just now?She actually asked Her Royal Highness to grind ink for herself, looked at the dots of black plums splashed on the white rice paper, looked down at the fine silkworm cloud brocade robe on her body, and finally came to a conclusion: Her Royal Highness seems to be I really tried my best to take myself away.

After thinking about it, I put down the brush in my hand, it seems that I can't make this painting today.

Tian Lanshan looked down at the uneven spots of ink scattered on her silk embroidered dress, "Why don't you draw anymore?" There was actually a hint of grievance in her tone.

Seeing her expression, Duan Fuji couldn't help being a little puzzled, could he have misunderstood her?
Somewhat angrily, he threw the black lump in his hand into the inkstone, why did he feel like he was tricking him?If he hadn't said that he wanted to paint, how could he have worked so hard to please him?

"Duan Fuji!" roared very angrily.

"..." Some confused men don't know what happened?Then Her Royal Highness the princess continued to say: "Be kind and honest!"

He raised his eyebrows, really couldn't stay any longer?He glanced at his desk and clothes, but, is it really okay to try so hard to force yourself to go?

Thinking of how this woman used all kinds of means against him, Duan Fuji felt sullen in his heart, and his voice was alienated and indifferent: "Your Highness, the next idler, I only wish to put my love on the mountains and rivers."

After speaking, he glanced at Tian Lanshan with a stunned expression, thought about her IQ and continued: "Poetry and books are readable, but I don't want to be an official. Your Highness, do you know?"

Do you know?Do you know?Tian Lanshan only felt that there were a series of questions in her head, what did all this mean?
"Ahem, can you make it a little simpler?" She swallowed, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.

Duan Fuji glanced at her and stopped talking, as if he felt that His Highness knew everything and was just pretending to be stupid in front of him, so he shook his head and walked away.

Seeing the man who left, she felt that the frown she frowned could kill a fly. Did she offend him again?Obviously didn't say anything. "People who have read too much of this book always have a little temper." In the end Tian Lanshan gave Duan Fuji such a definition.

Shaking her head, she pushed open the door and walked out with a depressed expression. Xin Tao, who had come to clean up, looked at the ink splashed on her body: "Your Highness..." What's wrong?
He raised his head to look at her, then immediately lowered his head and stared at his little pearl shoes embroidered with patterns, with aggrieved expression: "Xintao... I seem to have offended Duan Fuji again." Now how can he follow along? Go back by yourself?It seems that Tang Yanran will definitely laugh at her.

Although I don't know exactly what happened, but according to my understanding of His Highness, even if I offended him, it must be Duan Fuji's fault.So he glanced at her and comforted her, "Your Highness... don't think about it, let's go and change into clean clothes."

(End of this chapter)