Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

After arriving at Huguo Temple, everything went smoothly except for catching a cold and having to scrape my legs.

Besides, the wound on the leg is not a big problem at all. It will heal on its own slowly even without medication.

Now, Yan He felt that he had encountered the biggest trouble in all these days.

You can't walk away even if you take back your foot that has already stepped forward.

After all, we have already encountered it.

"Chidan pays respect to His Majesty, the Second Prince."

The guy standing there dressed like a colorful peacock, isn’t that Shi Yucheng?

Why is he here?

Emperor Hui smiled slightly and said, "Where is Princess Chidan going? Flying a kite?"

As he said this, he looked towards her arms.

"It is said that you made this kite yourself? Let me see it."

"... just for fun."

Yan He stepped forward, ignoring the particularly obvious gazes from the people around him, and handed the kite to him.

Of course, he couldn’t take all the credit: “I only made the painting, and there are some in the bamboo warehouse.”

"Is it in the warehouse?"

Emperor Hui raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not say much. He just picked it up and looked at it for a while.

The painting is good.

"Princess Chidan is very skillful. She did a great job."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

Yan He took the kite back and moved aside slightly to allow them to pass.

Several people walked inside along the path.

At that moment Yucheng did not move.

Yan He withdrew his gaze from the cold and tall figure and nodded to Shi Yucheng.

Just about to leave.

"I didn't expect Princess Chidan to be able to make kites. If I had known it would be so hard, I would have sent them to you."

"..."

baffling.

Yan He curled his lips and took a step back: "I appreciate the Second Prince's kindness, but I like to do it myself."

"I heard that the princess caught a cold a few days ago, but is she feeling better now?"

"All right."

"Tomorrow the princess will be down the mountain. If the princess wants anything, you can tell me."

".....Thank you, Second Prince. I'll tell my brother about it."

"That......"

"Yucheng."

He wanted to say something else, but was stopped by a slightly serious voice.

Yan He turned sideways and passed Shi Yucheng.

It happened to meet a pair of deep black phoenix eyes, which were straight and unreserved.

His expression was calm and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

The beautiful thin lips were pursed.

How come she's so pretty? I wish I could kiss her. I want to kiss her.

When Emperor Hui spoke, Shi Yucheng did not dare to delay. He said something to Yan He and left.

Yan He waited for Jia Xuan to turn around before he slowly blinked.

As for what that person said just now, she didn't pay any attention at all.

Several people passed by the corner.

Emperor Hui glanced at him with a meaningful look in his eyes: "When did Yucheng become familiar with Princess Chidan?"

"It's just that Prince Maodun heard that I was coming, so he asked me to help convey a few words."

"Oh? What are you talking about?"

Even if Shi Yucheng had that idea, he couldn't express it so directly.

He brushed his sleeves and said, "Princess Chidan caught a cold, and he has been worried about her."

There was a smile on his face and his expression was natural.

Emperor Hui chuckled: "The Huguo Temple has no defenses against him. If you want Chidan, you don't have to be so careful."

"Father said so."

Jia Xuan clasped his hands together and quietly twisted the Buddhist beads. His finger bones were slender and he did not intervene in their conversation.

He did not follow him in the west wing and went straight back to the Zen room.

Sitting on the cushion feels like sitting on a lotus seat.

Separated from others.

Her eyes were calm as she began to twirl the Buddhist beads again, with sandalwood scent lingering around her.

.................................................. ...............

Yan He originally wanted to go to the Purple Bamboo Forest to fly a kite, but Shi Yucheng's appearance made her change her mind.

Although she was not sure whether he would come to find her, she still prepared to change her position just in case.

"Princess, aren't we going to the Purple Bamboo Forest?"

Wu Si followed behind, and as he walked, he realized that the road was wrong.

It’s not the same path as yesterday.

"Ah."

"Then where are we going?"

"do not know."

She hadn’t finished touring the Huguo Temple yet, and hadn’t found any other empty places.

"Let's go for a walk."

"Okay, Princess, please give me the kite."

"Ah."

Not wanting to disturb others, Yan He walked towards the back of the mountain. Following the path, he saw the same stream as last time.

Standing there and looking around, it was so lush and green that the treetops could be destroyed if a kite was released.

She stopped thinking immediately.

I found a clean big rock to sit on.

"Princess, the ground is cold."

"It's not cold, my clothes are thick."

Wu Si couldn't do anything about her. He held the kite and looked around. He thought the scenery was pleasant.

It’s a pity that I can’t fly a kite.

The princess lost all interest.

Yan He propped his chin up with both hands and stared at the rushing water: "Play here for a while, put your things down."

"Yes."

Although he didn't know why he didn't go to the Purple Bamboo Forest, Wu Si could guess that it was related to the Second Prince.

Without asking, he put the kite in his hand aside.

There are many stones on the ground, some long, some short, some flat, and some round.

Yan He rummaged around and found a light, flat piece of paper, wanting to try to see if he could skip a ball on the water.

Then he heard Wu Si's surprised voice: "Master Jia Xuan?"

"What is Master Jia Xuan?"

Yan He asked casually and turned his head subconsciously.

The person who had just been with Emperor Hui and the abbot came over from not far away.

Walk slowly.

Yan He stood up, put his hands together, and said politely to him: "Master Jia Xuan."

Even in front of Emperor Hui, although she restrained herself, Princess Almo's temper and pride still existed.

But in front of Jia Xuan, he was as obedient as a cat with its claws hidden.

This is what Wu Si observed over the past two days.

The Buddhist disciple came up to her and looked at her quietly, his brows and eyes gentle: "Donor, you didn't go to the bamboo forest to fly a kite."

"Well, I don't want to go."

He kept twisting the Buddhist beads and glanced at Shayan who was placed aside.

"I know of an empty space where you can have fun."

"..."

Yan He walked beside him.

I couldn't help but turn around and look at him.

It's really strange that the two of them meet each other again and again, it's too coincidental.

Could it be...

As I was thinking about it, the bright Buddhist beads came into view.

"How did Master Jia Xuan know that I wasn't in the bamboo forest?"

"The donor is here, doesn't that mean he didn't go?"

"..."

Oh, she was stupid.

Wu Si followed behind the two of them, his brows tightly furrowed, his eyes moving from left to right, and then from right to left.

I feel my heart sink.

Master Jia Xuan didn’t know and didn’t understand, but their princess was extraordinary.

I don’t know how sad I will be when I leave Central Plains.