Lord God after amnesia

This day, Lansu had just returned from shopping, when the old butler of the palace greeted him as soon as he stepped over the threshold.

"Little prince, the princess heard that you came back from the military camp, and told you that you would go to have a reunion dinner."

Lan Su handed the high-quality inkstone she just bought to Ding Mi.

"Huh? But tonight?"

Lansu almost forgot about this, he really has no experience with elders, he traveled to and from the snow mountain for half a month, and recuperated for half a month, so it was more than a month.

"It's tonight, the little prince must go back to the palace, the princess misses you."

Lan Su nodded to show that he understood. After the housekeeper left, Lan Su took the inkstone from Ding Mi's hand and strode into the inner courtyard. Out of selfishness, he arranged Ruan Qing's room next to his own. .

Right now, I saw Ruan Qing flipping through a book through the window, Lan Su frowned slightly, and entered the room with a look of joy.

"Ruan Qing?"

"Come and have a look at this inkstone. I heard that it is the only one. The ink is sharp, and the accumulated water will not dry up. It is naturally moist and does not drink water."

Ruan Qing was a little surprised when he heard the words, got up and tried the inkstone in front of the desk.

"The stone is moist but not dry, its texture is fine and dense, firm but not stubborn, it is indeed a famous inkstone."

The young man in front of him smiled slightly, with snowy clothes and black hair, and a clear and gentle voice.

"Thank you, my lord, I like it very much."

Looking at his smiling face, Lansu's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but want to get closer, want to be intimate.

"It's almost Double Ninth Festival recently, and the streets are very lively, let's go out for a stroll."

"Okay."

Ruan Qing agreed almost without thinking. After speaking, he was also taken aback for a moment, and later realized that his face was a little hot.

There are two streets in the south of the city and the north of the city, and there are many streets in the south

There are teahouses, taverns, pawn shops, workshops, and there are many small vendors with big umbrellas in the open space on both sides of the street. North Street is full of foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses, etc., all kinds of rare things.

At this moment, merchants are preparing for the Double Ninth Festival, red lanterns are hung up, and people are flooding the streets.

The two of them were wearing casual clothes and shuttled on the street, walking very slowly, strolling around the capital carefully,

"Gourds, candied haws, sour and sweet, you won't get tired of eating~"

Lan Su saw it at a glance, a few children walked around the small vendor, chattering, and after a while a woman came and gave the money, and the children happily left with a gourd in their hands.

"Wait for me." Lansu turned sideways and said to the young man beside him, then strode towards the small vendor.

"Young master, would you like a bunch? It's an old craft, and the taste is the purest."

"Bring me a bunch, you don't need to look for any extras." Lansu was in a good mood, and threw money to the vendor as he spoke.

"Okay, thank you, sir."

The merchant smiled happily, and took the money happily.

Lansu held the candied haws and handed them to Ruan Qing, with tender eyes.

"Try it quickly, the vendor says he is an old crafter."

Ruan Qing took a bite under Lansu's gaze.

"It tastes very good. Do you want to try it, my little lord?" After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong. The vendor had already gone away. It was just a bunch of candied haws. Isn't this a naked invitation?

Ruan Qing's candied crimson lips were sticky, his heart was itchy, he bit off the other half of the candied haws in Ruan Qing's hand, and laughed more wantonly.

"Don't say that the merchant is really not lying."

Ruan Qing was stunned for a moment, but did not answer.

After walking all the way, Ruan Qing's hands were full of snacks, such as Xuji sweet-scented osmanthus pastry, walnut shortbread, Lansu bought everything.

On the street, Lansu peeked at the young man next to him, his eyes were bent and his mouth was smiling all the way, which was rare. Although they were all masters of Yanhe, they were completely different.

There was a stalemate in Fengyue Tower, and the old bustard was helpless, why did this difficult person come again.

Can't offend yet.

"Princess, this comes first, first served, I can't help it, this person has been redeemed by the little prince."

"You! You let someone else ransom the person that the county lord has his eyes on!" Lin Rou was aggressive and furious, as if she would not give up.

"Oh, tell me, this little prince bid 5000 taels of gold. The woman is a businessman. Of course, she only cares about profit, not affection."

Liniang spoke in a moderate voice, the 5000 taels of gold shocked a large group of people so much that they breathed a sigh of relief, it was a sky-high price.

This time it directly became the topic of discussion after dinner in the capital.

In the palace, there was a family banquet, on the surface it was fun, but in the heart it was indeed a scene of their own, Su Yu was obviously a little wild, and Su Xian had a hard time suppressing his anger so that he didn't press him on the spot.

After a meal, except for the prince and concubine, everyone has different feelings.

On the other side of the house, Ding Mi saw that Ruan Qing was about to go out, and there was nothing wrong with it, so he hurriedly asked:

"Where is Lang Jun going? Do you need help?"

"It's all right, the Mao Ying I ordered a few days ago has arrived, I'll go and get it back."

Ruan Qing was not in a hurry at first, just wanted to practice calligraphy, and when he saw the good inkstone, he wanted to get that Mao Ying back for a try.

"Shall I take it on behalf of your husband?"

"No need, it's on South Street." South Street is very close to here, so Ding Mi didn't insist anymore.

Ruan Qing was dressed in a snow-coloured brocade robe, with a cold appearance, like a heavenly being, causing people to turn their heads frequently along the way.

He subconsciously frowned, obviously it wasn't like this at noon, thinking of this, Ruan Qing's frown appeared in his mind, and his frown flattened again.

He didn't know that no one dared to look at him because of the notoriety of the little prince.

The owner of the attic is a middle-aged man who is slightly fat. He is counting the goods with the waiter. Seeing Ruan Qing personally come to pick up the pen, he hastily apologized.

"My lord, I'm sorry, the goods that arrived today were intended to be delivered to your door, but there is no time to arrange the goods."

"No problem."

After Ruan Qing took the pen, he didn't expect to go out of the attic and bump into the princess.

Lin Rou didn't expect to meet Young Master Qingrang here, and the amazement and love in her eyes couldn't stop.

"Mr. Qing Rang? Do you still remember me?" The woman's delicate voice sounded.

Ruan Qing subconsciously wanted to frown.

"Meet the princess."

Ruan Qing's tone of voice did not have the slightest warmth, but it did not affect Lin Rou's enthusiasm.

"The princess wants to invite the gentleman to have a meal together, can the gentleman show his face?"

"Sorry, princess, I have something important to do."

The woman is used to being domineering, and when she saw someone refuting her face, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and her tone changed:

"Are you rejecting the princess?"

"Qing Rang dare not." Ruan Qing was neither humble nor overbearing, she refused simply, without the slightest extra emotion.

Lin Rou's face was ugly, and the maid behind her was indignant.

"The princess invited you to save face, but you dare to refuse, do you not want to live?"

"Qing Rang dare not."

Ruan Qing just said this, and the meaning of resistance is self-evident.

Lin Rou sneered, the shame of being rejected turned into anger:

"I advise Mr. Lang to think about it carefully. Mr. Lang has nothing to worry about, but the little prince is different. I'm afraid it's very simple for my Lin family to think about who to deal with."

Hearing that Ruan Qing tightly clenched his sleeves, his eyes narrowed.

Seeing him, Lin Rou's reaction was inevitable:

"Mr. Lang's status is a bit special. If you use the topic to make use of it, the Su family may not be at peace."

Ruan Qing's face was already very ugly at the moment, the hand holding Mao Ying was tightened, and it took a long time before she spoke.

"It's an honor for Qing Rang to have dinner with the princess."

After all, he took a step back.

He couldn't implicate the little prince.

Seeing that he agreed, Lin Rou looked smug and joyful, and her heart was moved when she saw that beautiful face.

The night was beautiful, a hazy mist rose from the lake, a gorgeous painting boat was hung with lanterns, and the other painting boats around were far away.

Through the mist, strands of bright ripples appeared again in the dark water waves.

On the boat, Lin Rouping withdrew the servants, ordering no one to disturb her.

The intermittent sound of oars is mixed with the shadow of lights.

"Princess, this dinner is almost used up, so Qing Rang will leave first." Ruan Qing thought in her heart, if she doesn't go back again, the little prince will be worried, and then come to find him.

"Shh~" Lin Rou made a silent movement, and slowly stood up.

Ruan Qing only heard the sound of clothes rubbing and turned her head quickly. Lin Rou retreated in a moment and only wore a suspender and a red shawl.

"Does your lord think I look good?" Lin Rou raised her lips, leaned closer to Ruan Qing, and breathed like blue.

Ruan Qing was stiff all over, his face was too cold to be cold, his brows were filled with suppressed anger, and his tone of voice unconsciously increased:

"Princess, please respect yourself!"

After speaking, he got up and wanted to leave.

"Lang Jun, don't worry, this is on the boat, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave~"

Ruan Qing took two steps back, but never looked up at the disheveled woman in front of her.

Lin Rou quickly stepped forward and stuck it up, caressing Ruan Qing's chest with her soft and boneless hands, and said in a coquettish tone:

"Why did the lord refuse? I like you, why don't you enjoy it?"

Ruan Qing took a step back and took a deep breath:

"Princess, I'm not your beloved, so why make things difficult for me, princess, think twice."

After speaking, Ruan Qing also noticed that something was wrong, he was getting weaker and weaker, and his face became hot, he was startled, maybe the aromatherapy or the food was drugged.

Lin Rou continued to lean against his body, not paying attention to his words at all, and Ruan Qing's robe was already withdrawn during the words.

Ruan Qing's eyes widened suddenly, he held Lin Rou's arm, his chest heaved slightly, looked at the bottomless lake, and wanted to jump without hesitation.

Lin Rou didn't expect him to be like this. Before she had time to react, she saw Ruan Qing throwing herself towards the lake, but...why there was no movement?

Before Lin Rou could see clearly, she was knocked out, Lan Su grabbed Ruan Qing's waist in time, and brought him back.

Lan Su looked at Ruan Qing with uncontrollable anger, and was afraid that he would catch a cold and catch the cold, so he glanced at the coat stained with powder and powder with disgust, and decisively took off his own shirt and put it on Ruan Qing.

It turned out to be from the Lin family again.

Soon Lansu also realized that something was wrong, the Double Ninth Festival was coming soon, the weather was a little cold at night, but Ruan Qing was sweating on his forehead, his face was thin red, and his lips were extraordinarily bright red and moist.

Assuming that there might be some reason, Lan Su was extremely angry, wrapped up in people, and luckily rushed back to the house in the south of the city with light work.

Seeing this, Ding Mi, who was guarding the gate, thought that Ruan Qing was injured, so he hurried forward and asked:

"My lord, is Qing Rangjun injured?"

Lan Su didn't have time to talk, because the person in his arms was getting hotter and hotter, and his hands were not honest enough to touch him.

"Quick! Go ask the doctor who healed me that day, hurry up!!"

Seeing the posture, Ding Mi didn't dare to delay to ask more questions, and set off immediately.