Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Wang Gui went down to arrange things. At the moment when he turned his back to Chen Youlan, his Gu Jing Bubo's face finally showed a faint smile, a very satisfied smile.

After all, Chen Youlan is the daughter of Zhongshu Ling Chen Yin, she is so clever and needless to say. Although she has never been a family, she can handle the family affairs in an orderly manner. Just now, she first asked Wang Gui about the previous arrangements before ordering the disposal of Qin Huaiyu and Cheng Chumo, which won Wang Gui's heart.

In fact, if it were not for Chen Youlan's orderly and satisfactory instructions, Wang Gui would not reveal so many Li Xin secrets to her.

Soon, people gathered around and carried Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu away, and sent them to another guest room to rest. Li Xin was also rudely framed by two servants and sent to his bedroom. After all, the Royal Palace of Chu was a family of generals, and the subordinates also had the style of some members of the army, which seemed very sloppy.

Chen Youlan couldn't help but mumbled: "Why do the same to my prince... can't you be more careful?"

Xiaoling also frowned slightly, and glanced at Li Xin worriedly, who was drunk and unconscious.

"Miss, how about...... I go to help?" She couldn't help but suggested to Chen Youlan.

Chen Youlan hesitated, and finally nodded.

So Xiaoling followed a few healthy servants and helped Li Xin away.

Speaking of it, this is actually quite shy. After all, Xiaoling is Chen Youlan's maid, but now she is going to take care of someone other than her own lady, and she is a man. It is like her favorite cup, but now she brings warm water to another man’s lips... .... It's a bit like an indirect kissing situation. It's really hard to help people's heartbeat.

Chen Youlan tried his best to keep her expression calm so as not to appear too rich in her inner drama.

For a while, the small courtyard, which was still very lively, was deserted. Chen Youlan didn't want to be alone, so she followed Xiaoling's direction and came to Li Xin's bedroom door.

Xiao Runniang and Xiaoling waited on him inside, helped Li Xin lie down on the bed, helped him take off his shoes and socks, and carefully squeezed a towel with warm water to wipe his face and hands. Li Xin fell asleep quietly, his face flushed, and he didn't move, only his jealous eyelashes quivered slightly, like a baby.

Seeing Li Xin's demeanor at this moment, Chen Youlan's eyes flashed through countless past scenes. In the scene, Li Xin was triumphant, or furious, or wretched, and there was no expression that could exactly match him at this moment.

Until the end, Chen Youlan finally remembered the back of Li Xin he saw when he first stepped into the courtyard of the Chu Palace.

"A toast to invite Mingyue, and the shadows become three people..." Chen Youlan subconsciously murmured this poem again, suddenly feeling a deep loneliness from a corner deep in the body without warning. It surged up, eroding every inch of her skin and bones.

What does it take to write such a poem? Does he experience such desperate loneliness and loneliness every moment?

Chen Youlan couldn't help thinking like this, her chest was a little stuffy, as if she felt distressed for someone.

Perhaps after hearing Chen Youlan's low murmur, Li Xin, who was not asleep on the bed, began to talk in sleep.

"There is a pot of wine in the flower room, and no blind date alone." Li Xin had a big tongue due to drinking too much wine, but he could barely let people hear what he was talking about.

Chen Youlan was startled: Why did you start poetry again? How talented is this man? Have you reached the point where even if you are completely drunk, the verse can flow out naturally?

I am a little ashamed to say that since I heard Li Xin’s poems and his remarks about the uselessness of poetry articles, Chen Youlan hasn’t written any new poems for a long time since she said Can't recognize and write as good a poem as Li Xin, so naturally he is ashamed to pick up pen again.

"A toast to invite Mingyue, and the shadows become three people." Li Xin spit out again.

Only then did Chen Youlan understand. It turned out that the two poems she heard by chance were not the first two, but the last two.

Not long after this thought came out, Li Xin's lips moved again, but her voice became deeper and more muffled. Chen Youlan had to hold her breath, **** her ears, and let Xiaoling and Runniang temporarily stop their movements. Reluctantly heard what Li Xin said.

What he said was: "Yue does not drink, the shadow disciples follow me."

It turned out not to be a quatrain, but a verse. Chen Youlan finally realized.

"Now that the first couplet, chin couplet, and neck couplet are all in place, only one last couplet is left," she thought.

However, Li Xin seemed to be deliberate at this time, and suddenly turned off, leaving only his lips trembling, but there was no sound. Obviously, his soul was flying out of the sky, and only his body was left to act on its own. Even if Chen Youlan approached Li Xin's side and bent down to close to his face, she couldn't hear anything, but could only hear the fine and messy breath.

After a long time, Chen Youlan had no choice but to straighten up.

At this time, Xiaoling leaned into Chen Youlan's ear and said, "The prince is almost there, what should the lady and the slave maid do? It is now the curfew, and we can't go back."

Chen Youlan's expression didn't change. In fact, she had thought of this a long time ago, but just now there was no way to leave Li Xin and others alone.

She glanced at Xiaoling and said, "What else? Fortunately, our carriage is still waiting outside. With Daddy's token, Wuhou who patrols the street probably won't go into it, let alone stop it. Let's get scolded as we go when we get home."

The two had negotiated, and Chen Youlan turned and glanced at Li Xin on the bed next to him. He seemed to have fallen asleep quite honestly, his lips pressed slightly, obviously he didn't mean to spit out the last poem he swallowed at all. Of course, if Chen Youlan knew that Li Xin had just read a long poem, She was missing more than the last sentence, and she didn't know how she would feel.

Chen Youlan sighed, winked at Xiaoling, and whispered: "Let's go."

With that, Xiao Ling nodded and walked out first, and Chen Youlan stepped to keep up. Unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, she suddenly felt that the corner of her clothes was grabbed by something, and when she looked back, her face suddenly turned crimson.

The one who grabbed Chen Youlan's clothes was not someone else, but Li Xin.

While lying on the bed and falling asleep, he stretched out a hand and firmly grabbed the corner of Chen Youlan's clothes, without the slightest intention of letting go.

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