The next day, a long drought and sweet, sunny for more than half a month, today was covered with dark clouds, and there was a light rain outside the window.
Su Kui lay there for a while, then quietly listened to the sound of rain for a while, and then ran to wash with his shoes.
Halfway through her face washing, when someone outside knocked on the door, Li Shen looked for her.
Angrily rolled his eyes, Su Kui ignored him and continued to wash slowly. Half a quarter of an hour has not passed, and someone came to urge the second time.
Reluctantly, I yawned and washed up in a hurry, wrapped in a cloak, sleepy and fluffy, followed the man to the Li Shen yard opposite. After turning a few corridors, I went to Deli Shen's study.
Then Su Kui watched the fifteen or six-year-old little maid, just like that, and hurried away.
Dumbfounded, this is the hospitality of the palace
Li Shen had heard the movement outside the study for a long time, and he didn't have to look up to know who had arrived. He put down his pen and said loudly, "Come in, Qing Lan."
Su Kui's hand that was about to push the door paused, and he stumbled under the threshold to the threshold, almost falling into the mud. After standing still, he dumbfoundedly looked at someone standing in front of the window waving a pen and splashing ink, and pointed his finger at himself, saying, "What do you call me, Lord?"
"Qinglan." Li Shen smiled, showing a romantic gesture, obviously in a very good mood.
However, Su Kui's mood is very delicate, big brother, we are not familiar! Even when you know my identity, you will definitely want to kill and then quickly. It is absolutely impossible to be so close to me.
This unscientific!
Seeing Su Kui stunned, Li Shen beckoned to call her over, and asked with a smile, "Why, no? I remember that General Ning and the Ninth Brother both called you Qinglan, right? I am close to the Ninth Brother and call you Mu Pavilion. Lord, on the contrary, Qing Lan wouldn't mind seeing it outside, would it?"
"Ah? Huh, cough cough... Naturally not... Lord, you are free to be... "
Su Kui smiled and scratched his head, "I'm just a little surprised. The one who called me by name, you are the third one in this world, Lord."
"Oh? Really? My honor." Li Shen smiled and narrowed his eyes, and Feng's eyes narrowed into a long and narrow arc, a vivid jade-faced fox.
After saying this, there was a stalemate for a while, Su Kui looked bored at the layout of the study room, which was very ordinary, and then his eyes fell on the paper that Li Shen was constantly writing.
I saw a scene of rain hitting plantains outlined by the light ink. The drizzle stretched like a line, shaking the green plantain leaves constantly.
"The prince is a good painter!" Su Kui stroked his palm in admiration.
Li Shen squinted at her when he heard the words and smiled, "Qing Lan's painters are also good, unique and unique!"
"Uh..." Su Kui blinked at the thought of the live erotic palaces he had placed in the box of the Jue Se Pavilion.
It seems that this time the match is against each other, this person seems to be immune to her stubborn face
Gee—
This is kind of fun.
"The prince don't make fun of me. Qinglan's paintings are not elegant. The prince should tell me about the princess's preferences! Then I can do what I like and better satisfy the princess!"
Li Shen cast a gaze of approval at her and nodded lightly, "Qing Lan has this good idea. The princess doesn't like going out on weekdays, but she prefers to listen to operas and the like. If Qing Lan can do something about it. Kungfu, the princess must definitely like it very much."
"Xiqu?" Su Kui rubbed his chin, murmured and repeated.
"Yes, opera."
"I wonder if the princess has any favorite clips?"
"Peony Pavilion."