The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

Gu Shibai watched them approaching, and Mu Qianli's gaze fell on Gu Shibai all the time. When school was over, he heard some aristocratic masters talking, saying that General Yun'an brought his son to apprentice. Dang even dragged Ling Shuyuan back to find Gu Shibai.

He felt ashamed in his heart, and when he walked in front of Gu Shibai, he didn't know how to speak. He was feeling agitated, but he saw Gu Shibai suddenly clasped his fists at him, bowed his head, respectfully but at the same time extremely distant. He saluted and said, "Little prince."

Gu Shibai's face was light and indifferent, just like Mu Qianli was standing on the steps that day, Mu Qianli's heart suddenly stabbed, and an unknown fire surged up, he snorted softly, raised his chin angrily and said lightly: "Mr. Gu, you're welcome. I dropped my stuff at the school. I'll take it when I get back!" After speaking, he walked towards the Song Mansion angrily. Seeing Mu Qianli turn around, Ling Shuyuan nodded to Gu Shibai unhurriedly. , and left with Mu Qianli.

Entering Song Zhongshu Mansion, Mu Qianli's soaring toes instantly turned into frost-beaten eggplant. He squatted in the corridor dejectedly, looking at the courtyard in front of him, and sighed one after another; Ling Shuyuan stood behind him, Looking at him sympathetically, after a while, he picked up the book in his arms and leaned against the pillars to read it.

Mu Qianli heard the sound of flipping the book behind him, and stared at Ling Shuyuan displeasedly: "Hey, your master is in a bad mood, and you don't know how to persuade him?"

"I don't know how to persuade you..." Ling Shuyuan said blankly, tilting his head and thinking for a while: "Hmm... Where is there no grass in the world?"

"That's all right, all right, don't try to persuade me, the more you try to persuade me, the angrier you get!" Mu Qianli hurriedly interrupted him, sarcastically.

"Dingling, Lingling..." The jade ring hanging in the corridor fluttered with the breeze, making a clear chirp, and Ling Shuyuan looked at a figure walking in the courtyard.

Mu Qianli also saw that person, subconsciously turned his head to look at Ling Shuyuan, and saw that Ling Shuyuan's eyes darkened, flashing a touch of unnoticeable sadness.

"A Yuan, let's go!" Mu Qianli stood up, grabbed Ling Shuyuan's hand and said.

"No, there's no need..." Ling Shuyuan lowered his head in a panic, closed the book, hugged it in his arms, raised his head again, and quietly watched the figure in the courtyard getting closer.

The man was twelve, three or fourteen years old, and he looked obviously a little older than them. His facial features were opened, with sharp edges and corners, and they were slightly sharp; although there was a youthful look between his brows, it was more gangster-like, and he looked like a stranger. Wu Jin's appearance, if he didn't know that this is Ling Shuyuan's envy, Mu Qianli would really like to go up and give him a punch.

This man's name is Shen Lanzhao. According to his age, he shouldn't have studied with them anymore, because he entered the school too late, and he was still in the same school as them; Because he missed the best age to practice martial arts, he is now a civil servant, so he puts all his ambitions on his younger brother and son.

His younger brother Shen Cong was skilled in martial arts, but he had no intention of pursuing an official career, so he only served as a bodyguard by Gu Fulin's side. Fortunately, his son, Shen Lanzhao, lived up to his expectations. It's inevitable that this cultural class is a little bit worse.

I don't know how Ling Shuyuan, who is so quick-thinking and eager to learn, falls in love with such a person, is it because of his good looks?

Shen Lanzhao seemed to see them when he walked to the front of the corridor. His eyes glanced over Mu Qianli's body calmly, and when he saw Ling Shuyuan, he suddenly panicked. Disgusted, he turned his head away frowning.

"Shen Lanzhao... What does your expression mean?" Mu Qianli said indignantly.

"I make my expression, what does it matter to you?"

In the entire capital, the only person who disdained to befriend Mu Qianli and kept calling him the little prince after Mu Qianli was Shen Lanzhao.

Shen Lanzhao was born in the famous Shen family in Kyoto, and the three generations of his family are princes and grand masters. The grand master Shen who passed away a few years ago is even worthy of enjoying the Taimiao. Even several emperors have to thank their Shen family for their kindness. There is no need to be humble in front of the royal relatives.

"I don't care about my little prince, but don't let me see it, or I will feel disgusted!" Mu Qianli said bluntly. Although he is two years younger than Shen Lanzhao, his aura is not inferior at all. .

"I didn't make this expression for you!" Shen Lanzhao gritted his teeth and stared at Ling Shuyuan bitterly: "Who knows exactly who it is for!"

"You fucking!" Mu Qianli was furious, and cursed loudly, disdain to argue with him, turned around and held Ling Shuyuan's hand and said, "Ah Yuan, let's go!"

Ling Shuyuan remained silent, and let Mu Qianli pull him away. When he left the house, Gu Shibai had already left. Although he knew it was inevitable, Mu Qianli still had a stab in his heart. Damn, what happened today? So bad? !First Gu Shibai, then Shen Lanzhao!

Mu Qianli endured the soreness of his nose, turned around and patted Ling Shuyuan on the shoulder: "A Yuan, it's okay, let's go, my little prince will take you to Fubilou to have fun!"

"I won't go..." Ling Shuyuan shook his head: "I don't know how to drink, and if I go, I can only sit and watch you play, which is boring." He clenched the book in his hand, lowered his eyelashes, and covered the corners of his eyes Weihong: "I, I'd better go back and read a book!"

"What book are you reading?! Are you still able to read the book?" Mu Qianli asked incredulously, angrily, and reached out to snatch the book from Ling Shuyuan's arms: "Even if you don't want to go, you have to accompany me, I'm not in a good mood , I have a lot to say..."

"Then I... tell the little prince about my story too." Ling Shuyuan said, and followed Mu Qianli to Fubilou.

When he arrived at Fubi Building, Mu Qianli opened a private room and sat drinking in it. His cheeks were flushed when he drank, and he just stopped his glass and looked sideways at Ling Shuyuan.

Ling Shuyuan sat quietly and read the book, as if nothing happened just now, Mu Qianli called him, and he turned his head. Although his expression was calm, the corners of his eyes were still flushed.

"A Yuan, I have a lot to say to you..." Mu Qianli buried his head in sobs, raised his head and said angrily, "I don't want to see Gu Shibai anymore, I don't want to see him again!"

"Why is he so stingy..." He was a little drunk, and he was able to speak because he thought of every sentence without any sequential logic. One second he was still blaming Gu Shibai, and the next second he began to criticize himself: " Mu Qianli, why are you so stupid, go up and apologize to Gu Shibai, tell Gu Shibai that he is your friend, is it so difficult?"

"Little prince..." Ling Shuyuan looked at him calmly, and after he stopped complaining, he slowly said: "Actually, the matter between the young prince and Mr. Gu is easy to solve, as long as the young prince saves face and takes the initiative to find Gu." It is enough for the young master to reconcile."

"You're right... how easy is it?" Mu Qianli supported his head with his hands, rubbing the hair on his sideburns: "You can also see that I don't even have a chance to speak today."