My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 262 What Plastic Friendship

After being absent-minded for a moment, Rong Zhan slowly stepped forward and stood still in front of her.

Situ Che shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked back.

Shen Qianxia turned her body, looked behind Rong Zhan, looked at Situ Che's back, and asked him, "Did I interrupt your business?"

"No." He answered simply, reaching out to straighten her body, "It's more important to be with you."

She raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "Then we can go back?"

"it is good!"

Rong Zhan lowered his head, looked at the herbs in her hand, couldn't help laughing and said, "You seem to have entered your own garden."

Shen Qianxia smiled without saying a word.

He took the rare herbal medicine in her hand, held her with his right hand, turned around and walked in the medicine field.

The faint fragrance is tangy, and the herbs are swaying in the wind.

Occasionally, the peasant women can be seen busy, and there is peace and quiet everywhere.

Rong Zhan suddenly looked sideways and asked her, "Do you know medicinal materials?"

Shen Qianxia was stunned, her eyes flickered, "I understand a little, but it's limited to medicinal materials, and I don't know anything about medical theory."

"That's amazing!" Rong Zhan praised her without any concealment.

Shen Qianxia smiled, with the corners of her mouth lightly raised, she took off a leaf and pinched it on her fingertips, "It's not so powerful, but I have more contact with it, so I naturally understand a little better than ordinary people."

Rong Zhan didn't speak. There were more than one or two things about her that surprised him?Although there are surprises, they are always expected.

His eyes widened, and his thoughts drifted away a little.

The two remained silent, only the slight sound of the wind blowing around them.

After a while.

"Situ Che has been fancying this Medicine Valley for a long time, but no matter what conditions he puts forward, the King of Medicine refuses to part with it."

Rong Zhan's pleasant voice filled her ears.

She was stunned for a moment, "So he came to discuss business with King Luo Yao?"

She was suddenly curious, why did Situ Che take a fancy to this mountain col?
After thinking about it, he was born in Yunyang, so it seems not surprising that he knows this place.

Rong Zhan nodded: "Almost!"

Shen Qianxia let go of her fingertips, and the leaves fell with the wind. She flicked her fingers lightly, and her eyes dimmed a little.

Then he said casually: "This is the lair of the medicine king, his thinking is a little too much."

Rong Zhan looked sideways, looking at her with burning eyes, and the corner of his mouth was half a smile.

She looked at him calmly, her charming peach eyes were like mellow wine, and her reddish lips curled up beautifully.

It makes people have an urge to taste...

Holding her hand a little bit harder, the hand holding the herbal medicine was wrapped around her back, the distance between the two of them... very close.

Close enough to feel each other's breath and heartbeat.

There was only the sound of their shallow breathing.

There was an undercurrent in his deep eyes, as if he wanted to suck her in.

Shen Qianxia hooked her lips and smiled, "How can you act like a fool when you talk? Could it be that I said that your friend is too much and made you angry?"

Rong Zhan lowered his head and approached her with a bewitching smile, "No, finally someone said he was exaggerating. I am very happy to hear that."

She laughed dumbly.

What kind of plastic friendship is this?
Shen Qianxia teased: "But your way of expressing pleasure seems inappropriate!"

He laughed lowly, and his hoarse voice overflowed from his throat, "This makes me feel more happy."

She looked at him with a smile, "Aren't we too close in broad daylight?"

Rong Zhan raised his head and squinted his eyes, "You are right, how about changing the place?"

It's getting more and more dishonest!

Shen Qianxia glanced at him angrily, "Unexpectedly, the Seventh Prince is a glib person."

(End of this chapter)