Song Jinglan lived in a place farther away than Mingyue Palace. I don't know if it was her illusion. She felt it was colder here, probably because of the many pools near Cuizhu Residence, which was much wetter than other places.
It was cold at first, with the window open and the wind blowing, and the carbon stove was not warm either. Lin Feilu sat there shivering with the cold.
It all depends on Song Jinglan's appearance.
Song Jinglan seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to tell Tiandong in a warm voice: "Go and fill a furnace, remember that the temperature is right."
It was so cold in winter, I went there soon, and soon brought a warm hand stove. Song Jinglan took it and tried the temperature first, fearing that it would be hot to her, so he smiled and handed it to her: "Princess, take it."
That hand stove is different from the one she uses. It is the most primitive type for filling with hot water. It is easy to burn hands and also cools quickly. It doesn't even have a heat shield on the outside. But it's very clean, it's probably commonly used, and the copper paint on the outside has been polished brightly.
She was really cold and did not refuse. When I stretched out my hand, I saw Song Jinglan's hands hidden in his wide sleeves.
That is not a pair of pampering hands.
She had seen Xi Xingjiang's hands before. Because of martial arts since childhood, her palms had subtle calluses, but they weren't rough. On Song Jinglan's palm, there was a cocoon that was deeper and thicker than that. Because of the cold winter, the tiger's mouth was frozen and cracked and it hurt.
As if perceiving her gaze, Song Jinglan kept silent for a while. Lin Feilu didn't say anything. He took the heater and held it in both hands, and asked softly, "His Royal Highness, what plans do you have next?"
Song Jinglan knew what she was asking, she lowered her eyes and smiled: "It's okay, the princess doesn't have to worry."
Lin Feilu seemed to realize once again the feeling of chasing a celebrity celebrity to find that the cub was bullied and oppressed by the company.
Distressed, now I feel very distressed, and want to cut Lin Xi up.
Song Jinglan was amused by her sudden change of gaze, he stood up and said: "I have my own plan. It's cold, the princess should go back sooner, thank you for your refreshment."
Lin Fei's disease is just right, and he doesn't want to catch a cold anymore. If he catches a cold here, it is estimated that he will be implicated. So he nodded and was about to put the stove down, Song Jinglan said, "Take it, it's windy this way."
Looking at his situation, you know that he has only one hand stove. Lin Feilu asked, "I took it away, so what do you use?"
Song Jinglan smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of cold."
Ah, I was picked up!
Lin Feilu waved to him, holding the hand stove and finally ran away leaps and bounds.
As soon as she left, Tian Dong hurriedly locked the door. When she turned around, she whispered something in her mouth. Song Jinglan copied her hand and leaned on the door, and asked with a smile, "What are you talking about?"
Tiandong looked depressed: "A third princess is difficult enough. Now there is another fifth princess." He approached and asked in confusion, "His Royal Highness, why did you help the fifth princess yesterday? Offending the third princess is not a trivial matter. You forgot how she tossed you before?"
Song Jinglan squinted at the white clouds that overlapped in the sky. The corners of her lips were still smiling, but her voice was shallow, and she casually said, "Lin Xi won't be able to jump for long."
Tian Dong looked shocked: "Huh?"
Song Jinglan retracted his gaze and smiled softly at him: "She is not the opponent of this fifth princess."
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Leaving Cuizhuju, Lin Feilu did not go back in a hurry, but turned to Baimei Garden. It is now the time when the white plum blossoms are in full bloom, and she can smell the delicate fragrance of flowers across the palace wall. She has a plan in her heart that she needs to use the white plum blossoms.
Qing Yan found out that the princess was going to see the proton of Song State, and she was worried all the way, a little distracted, Lin Feilu ran fast in front, winding around the road, and quickly disappeared. Qing Yan yelled two times anxiously but didn't get a response, but fortunately, knowing that she was going to Baimei Garden, she hurried over.
Lin Feilu has already followed the fragrance all the way into the garden.
The branches of white plums are clustered and open in the wind, which is really beautiful. She is short and can’t reach the branches of the plum blossoms, and she is reluctant to pick them. Fortunately, there are many flowers on the ground, and they are still fresh. Into his pocket.
Being able to pick it up, I heard a familiar voice across a courtyard wall.
It was her arrogant elder sister, who was arguing with others, and scolded angrily: "Xi Xingjiang, believe it or not, I will ask someone to hit your board!"
The other voice was very begging: "Believe it or not, I'm so scared, I'm so scared that I can't sleep?"
Lin Nianzhi yelled with anger.
Xi Xingjiang? Lin Feilu remembered, it was the Xiong Shizi who was rubbing her.
You said, this NPC that was delivered to your door, if you don't try it, wouldn't you be sorry for this coincidence
Lin Feilu tied the small purse stuffed with Baimei around his waist and ran towards the courtyard gate. The shadows of the trees were mixed, and from a distance, I saw Lin Nianzhi standing in full dress stomping on the ground with anger, and the palace people around him were persuading something.
After all, he was the son of the General's Mansion and the nephew of Concubine Xi. Lin Nianzhi couldn't please him when he met him.
The black-clothed boy not far away was sitting on the bridge pier with Erlang's legs upright, with a very awkward expression on his face.
The martial artist has sharp ears. He hasn't seen anyone yet. He only heard the footsteps of Da Da Da. Then he turned his head and saw a little girl with a white plume popping out of the courtyard wall. A big smile suddenly appeared on his expression.
He jumped off the bridge and walked towards her in a few steps. Before Lin Feilu could react, the tugging on his head was rubbed: "Xiaodouding, meet again."
Lin Feilu clutched his head and glared at him angrily, then turned and ran towards Lin Nianzhi.
Lin Nianzhi was still angry. He suddenly saw Lin Feilu with a bad tone. He asked aggressively, "Why are you here? What are you doing here?"
Lin Feilu ran up to her, looking up with a look of harmless and obedient, but fierce tone: "I heard that the eldest sister Huang was bullied in Baimeiyuan, come to help you!"
Lin Nianzhi was taken aback for a moment, but felt guilty for his previous tone, turned his head a little awkwardly and said nothing.
Lin Feilu turned around and stopped in front of her, opened her short little arms, and screamed at Xingjiang, "Don't bully my eldest sister!"
Xi Xingjiang wrapped his arms around his chest, like a kid, curled his lips and asked, "Why do you think your elder sister emperor has such a bad temper? Open, do you think she deserves to be bullied?"
Lin Nianzhi was so angry that she wanted to curse, "Xi Xingjiang, you..."
Before I finished speaking, I heard the little bean curd milk in front of the milk retort loudly and loudly: "My eldest sister is the most beautiful girl in the world. It should be a beautiful girl who has a bad temper!!!"
Xi Xingjiang: "?"
Lin Nianzhi: "..." She pulled off the corner of Xiao Wu's clothes, and said in a low voice, not without shame, "Well... not so much."