across the shore

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the palace were clean and bright, and Jia Ting stood in front of the window, looking at his own face reflected in the reflection.

A small face, white and clean, with soft eyebrows and eyes, dark pupils, and thin pink lips tightly pressed together.

Jia Ting gently raised the corners of his mouth, and his stiff smile was immediately reflected on the window, which looked good but it didn't work.

"It's ugly!" Jia Ting snorted softly, and said to himself in his heart, he must never appear in front of Yin Lian with such a forced smile, it's too spineless.

Jia Ting hummed, turned around with a cold face again, straightened his back and walked out of the room.

In fact, there is no need for Jiating to "force a smile".

In the quiet little flower hall, there are only the shallow breathing of Yinlian and Jiating, and the occasional sound of Yinlian turning the pages of the book.

Jiating, who was sitting one meter away from Yinlian, wanted to interrupt Yinlian several times, but seeing such a scene, he couldn't.

The flowers in the small flower hall are blooming just right, and the green leaves are also in full bloom. Yin Lian is leaning against the white stone pillar, reading a book quietly with her head down, her soft long hair gently resting on her shoulders, and her slender fingers flipping through the ancient books from time to time.

All is well!

But when Na Yu, who was standing outside Xiaohua Hall, saw this scene, his heart twisted fiercely, and he looked at Yinlian who was concentrating on reading a book and said in his heart.

"Prince Lian, you are indeed extremely handsome, and your appearance of concentrating on reading is enough to drive everyone crazy, but Master Ting is definitely not among them.

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Na Yu looked away at Jia Ting, and sure enough, seeing Jia Ting's faint frown, he felt even more helpless in his heart.

"Should I teach Prince Lian [skills]? No one can beat Prince Lian, but when it comes to flirting with others, Prince Lian is a complete novice." Na Yu thought to himself.

But this idea was strangled to death by Na Yu before it sprouted.

"No, no matter how gentle Prince Lian is, he will always be a prince. If I rush forward to say something rashly, Prince Lian will definitely..."

Na Yu didn't dare to imagine being sentenced to death by Yin Lian for such a thing, so Na Yu silently stood by and looked at the two people in the small flower hall.

Yin Lian quietly leaned against the white stone pillar to read a book, while Jia Ting on the opposite side frowned faintly and looked at a blooming flower beside her.

The moment Yinlian closed the book, Jiating couldn't help himself and immediately looked at Yinlian, who just raised his head.

The gazes of the two happened to be intertwined, both of them were so indifferent, and beneath the indifference was an imperceptible astonishment.

"You're done," Garting said first.

Yinlian nodded.

"Then can I go?"

Yinlian nodded, but still didn't say a word.

Jia Ting stood up without stopping, and walked away in Yinlian's golden eyes. The figure moved away a little bit, and Yinlian raised his eyebrows.

"It's over." Na Yu said in his heart, "Prince Lian must..."

"That Yu, come in." Before that Yu could finish thinking, Yin Lian called, and that Yu walked in resignedly.

"What's wrong with him?" Yin Lian looked at Na Yu indifferently, and as soon as Na Yu raised his eyes, he saw those dissatisfied golden eyes.

"Master Ting may feel a little boring, right?" Yu said respectfully, but he thought in his heart that you are not bored if you sit here and read all morning, but Master Ting is the one who sat here and read. In the morning, no matter how good-looking people are, they will be bored!

"Boring." Yin Lian was very puzzled, and looked at Yu with a little doubt.

In Na Yu's eyes, Yinlian's look was obviously suspicious, and Na Yu bit the bullet and said: "Master Ting may not like this way of getting along."

As soon as these words came out, Yinlian was even more puzzled, and said to Na Yu: "I like reading."

Yu instantly understood the thoughts of Prince Lian, because he likes to read, so he took Mr. Ting to read.

Thinking of his Prince Lian's unusual logic, Na Yu made a bitter face.

Yinlian handed the book in her hand to Yu, and Nayu with a bitter face immediately caught it with both hands, and the moment she buried her body, she heard Yinlian say,

"I want to make an appointment with Yinlan, at the animal training ground."

Na Yu's eyes widened, and instantly petrified in place, Yin Lian got up and walked past Na Yu who hadn't reacted yet.

After a while, Na Yu murmured: "Is Prince Lian going to ask for a teacher?"

The more he thought about it, the more terrified Yu felt, his whole body trembled, and he turned his head to look at Yinlian who had already walked out of the small flower hall.

Yinlian's figure was tall and slender, his silver waist-length hair glowed softly under the light golden sunlight, and his silver clothes inlaid with golden threads made him look more elegant and noble.

It is not an exaggeration to say that such a Yinlian is an emperor, but thinking of such a Yinlian going to ask people for advice on how to chase people, Yu felt that he was inexplicably excited.

Garting threw his body heavily on the carpet, making a soft sound, which was not painful but definitely uncomfortable.

Turning over, Jiating buried his face in his arms, his eyes wide open.

Jia Ting sighed impatiently, turned over and over on the ground, but seemed to be getting more and more flustered, and suddenly sat up from the ground.

"What the hell is that guy trying to do"

Jia Ting was quite puzzled about Yin Lian's actions. After what happened that day, Jia Ting thought that Yin Lian was a person who took pleasure in trampling on the dignity of others and seeing others cry.

But now, Yin Lian didn't do anything, just asked herself to sit by and watch him read for no reason, what was she doing?

Jia Ting thought of Yinlian leaning against a white stone pillar and reading a book quietly today, with her silver hair fluttering gently in the wind, her mysterious golden eyes looking at classical books seriously, surrounded by lush flowers and leaves, but she couldn't match him at all. An expressionless face.

But another image immediately appeared in Jia Ting's mind, Yin Lian stripped off his clothes expressionlessly, then looked at himself as if looking at a commodity, and finally commented.

"Peng" Jia Ting clenched his fist and slammed it on the carpet, his face was a little distorted, he gritted his teeth and said, "A beast in clothes."

The "beast in clothes" Yin Lian sat on the large chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, frowning clearly.

"It's too small, it's not easy to deal with at all." Yinlian thought to himself.

Thinking of the huge size of the monsters he had tamed, and comparing with the slender body he saw that day, he felt that Jia Ting was too thin and should be a little fatter.

Compared with those monsters with huge bodies and ugly looks, Jiating can be said to be small and exquisite in Yinlian's heart, just like a child.

For such Jia Ting, Yin Lian couldn't treat Jia Ting like those monsters, especially when he saw Jia Ting's bright red pair, he couldn't bear it any more.

"We'll talk about it when we grow up." Yinlian thought in his heart, but he regretted it after a while, "I'd better ask Yinlan, he seems to understand better."

After such a thing happened, Yinlian thought of Yinlan first, and wanted to share her puzzlement and confusion with him, just like how Yinlan exposed her emotions to him that day.

Yinlian was thinking, maybe he and Yinlan are the same kind of person, but he and Yinlan are different from those people.

"The wind is a bit strong? If you don't say anything else, I'm going to leave?" Yin Lan's tone is always so unscrupulous and slightly upward, it sounds crisp and intoxicating, like drinking a glass of old wine Aged wine.

Even though Yinlan said so, Yinlian still didn't say a word, and looked at the mountains in the animal training ground without turning her head.

Seeing Yinlian who was "holding her breath" like this, Yinlan smiled, turned her head and said to a row of waiters behind her: "Go down."

After all the waiters had left, Yinlan shook her head helplessly with a smile, and walked to Yinlian's side to stand.

"Why is that restless little guy stumping our Prince Lian again?"

Yinlian turned her head and took a fixed look at Yinlan, then turned her head again, and said coldly, "Do you think it's possible?"

"..." Yinlan was speechless, and said in her heart: "It's not for this reason, you shouldn't call me out for no reason, right?"

But Yin Lan would not reveal Yin Lian's true purpose in this way. After thinking about it, she thought of the most euphemistic sentence.

"Yinlian, you haven't raised sex slaves in your side hall before, have you?"

This time, Yinlian turned her head and looked at Yinlan for a long time, her golden eyes looked at Yinlan with hairs, and said for a long time: "Do you think it's possible?"

After thinking about it, Yin Lan felt that it was impossible. She felt that she had asked a nonsense question, and after thinking for a while, she asked again:

"Is he resisting?"

"Resistance" Yinlian asked in confusion: "What is he going to rebel against?"

"Eh?" Yin Lan seemed very surprised, her eyes widened a little, and she asked in confusion: "He won't just be obedient, right? Is this unlikely?"

"What is impossible? Does he have to resist?"

A word stuck in Yinlan's throat, Yinlan took a deep breath and said slowly, "What do you usually do?"

Yin Lian was stunned for a moment, recalling what happened with Jia Ting in the past two months, and said slowly: "I didn't do anything, he was in his room, and I was in mine. Do you want to do something?"

"That's it." Yin Lan couldn't believe it, and her tone rose several tones.

Yinlian thought for a while, and thought of what he did, which could be said to be the most rude thing in his life, and turned his head unnaturally.

According to Yinlian's temperament, he wouldn't tell Yinlan even if he was killed.

The atmosphere was a bit silent, Yinlan was a little unnatural, and slowed down the exaggerated surprise on his face, and then asked:

"You locked him in the room, how many times have you seen him?"

Yinlian made the final calculation and replied: "Once".

At the end, I added another sentence: "I'm not locking him in the room now."

"So what are you worrying about now? He doesn't resist you."

"But he ignored me."

This time, the atmosphere became even more silent.

Yinlan was thinking: "Can I understand that it's a grievance?"

However, Yinlan was not so stupid as to say it out, he thought about it for a long time, raised his head and asked with a bit of evil taste: "Yinlian, do you know Fenghuaxueyue?"

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The author said that Uncle Yu is a very loyal Tucao emperor, Lianmei has taken in a good waiter!

Hee hee... Qing Leng Lian Mei learned from the old driver Lan Huo.Ha ha????