Before she could finish speaking, Young Master Zhao became anxious, "I'm not young anymore, I'm the same age as the princess!"
After saying this, he stuffed something for Chu Yanhuan, and then ran away blushing.
The girl looked dazed, and she looked at the things in her hand.
It is an exquisitely crafted hairpin with a little fox carved on it, which is vivid and looks very cute.
Chu Yan shook her head with a hearty smile, she casually put the hairpin in her sleeve, turned around the rockery, and ran into a person.
Still a half-baked acquaintance.
Shen Qingjue.
The young man has a slender figure and extremely fair complexion. His eyes are extremely dark and deep, his lips are slightly lighter in color, and the brows and eyes are slightly lighter, making him look even colder.
It is early spring now, and the breath of winter has not completely faded away. He is wearing a dark cloak, and he seems to be a little chilly.
She looks like a sickly beauty.
"..." The girl blinked, the corners of her lips froze.
Chu Yanhuan thought about it for a while, and decided to pretend not to see it, and walked back as soon as he turned his footsteps.
She didn't see it, she was blind!
However, the young man's clear and pleasant voice rang out, "Princess stay."
Chu Yanhuan's eyelids twitched, but he still turned his head, smiling gently and distantly.
She nodded slightly, "Mr. Shen."
The young man walked slowly and approached Chu Yanhuan, his dark eyes were drooping, and his cold long eyelashes were thick and curled up.
His fingertips were lightly tucked into the sleeves, the exposed knuckles were beautiful and delicate, and he was full of beautiful bones.
The aura all over his body was not as calm as usual, it was actually a little dangerous.
Chu Yanhuan blinked, and stepped back unconsciously.
One step, two steps.
She didn't stop until her back touched a stone wall of the rockery.
The smile on the girl's face faded away, she raised her eyes to look at the slender young man opposite, and said coldly, "What does Prime Minister Shen mean? Get out of the way."
Then a slender white hand pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head.
The slightly cool touch made Chu Yanhuan shiver unconsciously.
The young man bent over, lowered his head slightly, his gaze was at the same level as the girl's, and he quietly stared into her eyes, his bony hands tightened slightly.
His lips moved closer, gently brushing against the girl's fair side face, breathing lightly and lightly, carrying the fresh and light fragrance of cedar.
"The princess is beautiful, and she really lives up to her reputation." Shen Qingjue said every word, and the words uttered out of light-colored lips, could not hear the emotions clearly.
Chu Yanhuan reached out to push him, and shouted in a low voice: "Shen Qingjue, you are presumptuous, and you still don't let me go."
The young man ignored her, and just continued on his own: "That's right, if it wasn't for his beauty, how could he be so infatuated with Mr. Zhao's military master."
"..." Chu Yanhuan didn't know how to answer these words.
MMP, sure enough, this guy saw it.
However, what is "if it is not so beautiful", is she useless except this face
The girl's face darkened, and she retorted, "What does this have to do with you, Prime Minister Shen?"
"I have already reached the age of Ji, and I have reached the age to talk about marriage. Prime Minister Shen is quite generous."
As he spoke, Chu Yanhuan stretched out his hand to hold down the young man's chest, and then pushed hard.
In a daze, Shen Qingjue was really pushed back a step by her.
The young man raised his hand to his thin lips, and coughed slightly, his already pale face became even lighter, which made his eyes darker and darker like an abyss.
Seeing Shen Qingjue's reaction, Chu Yanhuan was startled.
Damn, this is really a sick beauty!
This person doesn't want to touch her, does he?