Xie Jinyan didn't know what was wrong with him. He always spent a lot of time trying to figure out what the person in front of him was thinking.

In the past he didn't care about his sister's casual words, but now he couldn't help speculating on the specific meaning.

He was puzzled by his own emotion and turned his thumb ring faster and faster.

"Would you mind giving me this pot of Epiphyllum?"

Puran joked: "Brother, are you trying to find the next blooming spot?"

"Why not?"

The man's face was gentle, but his eyes were like a pair of shackles that wished he could lock Pu Ran up forever: "Next time the flowers bloom, I'll come and enjoy them with my sister."

The girl held up her face with a naive look, the smile on her lips was a little faint, but she didn't say anything.

Xie Jinyan's heart was like a piece of paper with countless wrinkles. It wasn't very painful, but it was just uncomfortable. He opened his mouth: "You..."

Shouldn't you go down?

Pu Ran changed the subject faster than him: "In addition to Epiphyllum, I also like lotus leaves. If you find it in the future, you and I can appreciate it together."

Xie Jinyan was puzzled: "Mountain lotus leaf?"

He had never heard of this flower.

"The petals are white, the stamens are yellow, and when they bloom they look no different from ordinary wildflowers."

Her gaze was calm and distant.

"But it's different on rainy days. Once the leaves of the water lily are wet, the six petals will slowly fade in color and become crystal-clear. You can even see the patterns on the petals, so it's also called the 'skeleton flower.'"

"I've always wanted it since I saw it in a book. I hope my brother can help me find it."

Xie Jinyan, who was listening carefully, suddenly said, "Do you really want it that much?"

Pu Ran leaned closer to him, deliberately showing the red marks on her neck to him, with a cunning yet malicious look: "Guess?"

Xie Jinyan couldn't guess it.

Even if you sit on the throne and possess everything, and collect all the lotus leaves like crazy, the skeleton flower that becomes as crystal clear as ice sculptures when it comes into contact with water cannot call back the original girl.

Pu Ran reached out and stroked the man's cheek, resting her little finger on the side of his neck, stroking it suggestively twice, and suddenly smiled: "It's late, brother, go back and rest."

The skin that was touched felt a little hot, and the words rolled over and over in my throat, but in the end they couldn't come out of my lips and teeth.

The man picked up the Epiphyllum, turned around and left without saying a word.

The night was still long, Pu Ran gathered his clothes and returned to his room, diligently took out a piece of paper, picked up a brush, and lay over the desk to draw.

The little turtle's handwriting is back, crawling crookedly, finally!

The plan to kidnap Xie Jinyan has been made!

She stretched and leaned back in the chair, then took out a small mirror from the drawer and looked left and right.

Hey, that was pretty hard.

She immediately picked up the brush again, and seemed to increase the punishment for Xie Jinyan according to the severity of her injuries.

When Chuntao came back, she saw her master biting the tip of his pen, scribbling with a serious face, then putting down the pen, reading the plan on the paper again, memorizing it, and waving his hand: "Come, help me burn it."

What a cautious person.

Chun Tao took the body to the candlelight to destroy the traces. The little girl's eyes were red and she yawned non-stop. Pu Ran pointed to the bed and said, "Go to sleep quickly. You did a good job before."

Her confession was one thing, but Chuntao having the guts to barge in and interrupt Xie Jinyan was another.

Xiao Taozi's eyes widened immediately: "No, no, how can a servant sleep on the princess's bed......"

Pu Ran locked the door, closed the window, lifted the quilt and patted the bed: "Come, I will tell you a story."

Chun Tao blushed and muttered, "Master, are you rewarding me?"

"of course."

Pu Ran blinked his eyes, and said sincerely: "Today we will tell the story of Ikkyu Zen Master."

Chuntao hurried to the bed, sat down, and began to listen to the story with shining eyes.

"A samurai came to Ikkyu Zen Master's room holding a fish and made a bet that Ikkyu would guess whether the fish was dead or alive."

"Ikkyu knew that if he said it was dead, the samurai would definitely let go, and if he said it was alive, the samurai would definitely crush the fish to death."

Chun Tao was anxious: "What should I do? There is no way I can win!"

"Ikkyu replied that it was dead, and sure enough, the samurai immediately let go and said with a smile, "You lose, the fish is alive."

Chun Tao was furious: "The warrior is cheating! It's not fair at all!"

Pu Ran chuckled: "Although this bet is doomed to fail, but I won something more important than the bet, the life of the fish is it."

Chun Tao was stunned, and she clasped her hands together: "Master, I understand!"

It’s so nice that this little peach tree is now being nourished by the Dharma. After listening to it, it fell asleep contentedly.

Puran put the girl who was sitting on the bed onto the bed. After tucking in the quilt, he gently rubbed her head with his hand.

"Go to sleep."

……

The next day.

Song Zhao entered the Marquis' Mansion early in the morning, and Xie Jinyan had no place to arrest him.

As soon as he arrived, Liu Yin naturally had a bad face, and Song Zhao ignored Liu Yin because he came to see the Marquis.

Liu Yin had nothing to do, so he went to chat with Chu Jie again.

The big guy came back and relieved Liu Yin a little.

Passing by pavilions and towers, Song Zhao was led by the guards to a pond. A graceful and elegant silver-haired man was standing by the pond, feeding the red carp inside.

"My Lord, the princess has something to give you."

Song Zhao handed over the poem and book respectfully.

Arrogantly handed the porcelain bowl of feed to the guard beside him, and then picked up the ordinary-looking book of poetry.

It is indeed unremarkable and does not hide any special information.

"You can live here for the time being."

Ao Wang naturally knew what Pu Ran meant by this action, and could only say that Song Zhao was so blessed.

Song Zhao's ears turned red with embarrassment, and he almost swore to heaven that he would be a good person and repay others in the future.

Ao Mang was flipping through a book casually, and when he paused, he discovered that there was a piece of paper stuck in the book.

Ok?

Is it possible that Junior Sister can still remember to pass on information?

In fact, generally they don't do that. Pu Ran likes to keep things for himself, such as the purple rune stone.

I have to explain that when she first came to the world, she was very honest and had a noble character.

After opening the white paper that had been folded twice and seeing the ink-colored handwriting with a very distinctive personal style on it, Jin Yu's pupils suddenly froze.

The arrogant breathing quickened like a plucked string.

A piece of paper was filled with his name.

From the strokes of the brush, Arrogant seemed to see the girl's serious and focused look as she wrote.

He asked Puran to practice calligraphy using his name.

Pu Ran used it.

He also sent his achievements to Arrogant Reader.

What’s terrible is not only that she only wrote your name, but what’s even more terrible is that you know she is serious and not perfunctory.

Song Zhao felt very strange.

The sun had just risen in the morning and was not very strong, let alone scorching hot. How come the Marquis' face was sunburned?

He is arrogant and thin-skinned, but his skin is as transparent as white jade. When it is stained with a little red, it looks like the sunset and is very eye-catching.

The man's eyelashes trembled suddenly. He folded the paper silently, put it in the poetry book, and walked away.

away.

Song Zhao: “?”

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