The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Situ Jing left the Iris Courtyard empty-handed. He looked regretful when he left. He probably sat up in shock and slapped himself when he was lying in bed at night: I must be sick!

The big ginseng baby I got is gone before I warm it up!

Before he could be upset for too long, a servant came to him and said that the prince had summoned him.

Situ Jing went to Xiao Chenyan's study without stopping. As soon as he entered the door, Duotou greeted him:

"Where's the flower pot?"

Situ Jing: "..." Your Majesty, why are you playing with me here?

The smile he forced out was uglier than crying: "I was left behind by the princess."

Xiao Chenyan's hand holding the pen froze for a moment, and he raised his eyes and looked quietly: "Did you take the ginseng to find her?"

"My humble position...I don't want to ask the princess how to take care of her...hehe...hehe..." Situ Jing laughed dryly.

Xiao Chenyan stared at him expressionlessly, and Situ Jing was stunned by his stare.

"What did she say?"

"The princess said...My lord, you are great." Situ Jing smiled dryly and gave a thumbs up.

Xiao Chenyan could already imagine Qingwu's gritted teeth tone.

"You like planting flowers and grass so much, then you can take care of all the flowers and grass in the palace."

Xiao Chenyan said word by word: "When to finish, when to rest."

Situ Jing quit after hearing this, "Your Majesty! Xiao Chenyan! You have gone too far. In addition to being your subordinate, I am also your friend. Do you still want me as your friend?"

The man said calmly: "Then don't take the monthly salary, we are still friends."

Situ Jing said seriously: "I am your most loyal subordinate, Your Majesty. I am humble enough to plant flowers now!"

After saying that, he turned around, picked up his robe and ran quickly, but he dodged the letter thrown from behind. As a result, he tripped over the threshold and fell.

Xiao Chenyan: "..."

"Ah... my mouth... is broken and bleeding... Why am I so unlucky when I am having a bad year? Wuwuwu——"

Situ Jing howled so loudly that it shook the earth.

Yesterday I was stung by a wasp, and today I broke my mouth while running around. Can I survive this day?

Xiao Chenyan walked out of the door without even looking at this guy. Situ Jing stretched out his hand in aggrieved manner, thinking that Xiao Chenyan was here to help him, but the man walked away without even looking at him.

Situ Jing: Damn it, ruthless!

After half a stick of incense, Xiao Chenyan stood outside the Iris Courtyard, looking at the closed door, his thin lips pursed tighter.

At this moment, the sun has not yet set, and the courtyard gate is closed. It is obvious that the intention of thanking guests behind closed doors is obvious.

As for who is 'thanking', it is also obvious.

Xiao Chenyan took a deep breath, turned around and left, feeling that he was really baffled.

He took off the prayer beads on his wrist and twisted them lightly. This was his habit. When he needed to meditate and think about problems, he subconsciously moved, but his fingertips touched the writing hidden in his sleeve.

The previous document was burned by him, and another one was rewritten by some strange coincidence.

Xiao Chenyan frowned and put the beads back on his wrist.

He didn't know what anger he had with her. Anyway, he and she were just cooperating with each other. Who was she pretending to, and what did it have to do with him?

In the courtyard, Qingwu replanted the ginseng essence in the yard and was kept in a flower pot for a few days. Now the ginseng essence fully realized that the woman in front of her was not only not to be messed with, but also a thick thigh that must be hugged tightly.

When Qing Wu was buried in the ground, its leaves kept rubbing against Qing Wu's hands, making her look carefree and coquettish.

"Be honest!" Qing Wu gave Ye Zi a slap in the face.

The ginseng essence shrank for a moment, and then became even more excited.

Qing Wu: "..." Weren't you afraid of being stewed before? What's going on now?

She stopped taking it because she was afraid that if she continued taking it again, she would get pleasure from this unnatural ginseng.

Although there was only a door between them, Qing Wu could still feel someone's departure and return.

Squeak.

The man's figure froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect the door to open suddenly. He naturally retracted his hand, but was grabbed by someone.

Don't be fooled, look into those playful and smart black eyes.

"Who I thought was sneaking outside the door, turned out to be the prince."

Xiao Chenyan was calm and composed: "I am in my own house, so there is no need to be sneaky."

"Maybe I saw it wrong," Qingwu blinked, "You came to see me?"

"No." Xiao Chenyan glanced at the ginseng that had been planted in the courtyard, pursed his lips, and heard Qing Wu make a sound.

"What is the prince hiding in his sleeve?" She gestured to take it out. Xiao Chenyan was about to pull his hand away, but she held her arm tightly.

"Yun Qingwu." He scolded, and when he met her eyes, he felt as if he was being seen through. His chaotic breath sank in his heart, and his tone seemed to be more helpless: "What rogue are you trying to do?"

"Let me beat you up, you are the one who is obviously acting rogue." Qingwu pursed her lips: "You don't recognize the written evidence, Xiao Chenyan, a man who lies will grow a pig's tail."

A sudden sentence hits the heart and stirs up memories.

Xiao Chenyan frowned and was in a daze for a moment. These words seemed so familiar.

The moment he lost consciousness, Qing Wu took out the thing hidden in his sleeve.

Looking at the paper in her hand, Qing Wu smiled proudly, holding it between her fingertips and shaking it: "Oh, what is this? Didn't you say you're here to find me?"

Qing Wu said, pressing forward step by step.

She took a step forward, and Xiao Chenyan took a step back.

Until she retreated under a big tree outside the courtyard, just when she stretched out her hand, preparing to make further trouble.

Xiao Chenyan grabbed her wrist, and the two of them switched positions, attacking and defending in different positions. Qingwu's back was against the big tree, one hand was pressed high above her head, and the other hand was grabbed and suppressed as soon as she raised it.

There was a huge difference in height and body shape. His tall figure completely enveloped her, and his eyes grasped her vaguely. His eyes were like the endless black sea, and the turbulent waves were hidden under the calm.

His thin lips were close to her ear, and his voice was hoarse but cool: "Isn't it fun to play the game of cat and mouse?"

Qingnu's ears were itchy from his breath, and she felt something was wrong. She wanted to see his expression clearly, but if she turned her head away, the distance between the two would be more dangerous.

Her neck remained motionless, her voice was innocent but she couldn't hide her smile: "Does the prince think he is a cat or a mouse?"

Xiao Chenyan's hands were big and powerful. Hearing this, he just clasped her wrists with one hand and freed up one hand, but slowly fell to her snow-white neck, as if he was tugging, but also like pinching.

Ambiguous and dangerous.