The whole world thinks I'm a nephew

five years ago.

Shen Zhuo leaned on Lin Jingyun's side with his head tilted. He stayed in Changle Palace all night, and now his head was getting dizzy from sleepiness.

Just like the spring, a breeze blows by, bringing with it a floating aroma.

Peonies are in full bloom outside the window, and his appearance is like a peony in full bloom.

Shen Zhuo focused on his elder brother. Lin Jingyun read the ancient books too late last night, and he is not awake yet. He is leaning on the teacher's chair with his head slightly lowered. His long black and beautiful hair protrudes from his slender and beautiful neck. Scattered everywhere, like a piece of fine brocade.

Shen Zhuo woke up and lay down on the table to see his brother.

After watching it for a long time, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

The young man blinked, and gently stretched out his hand to cover Lin Jingyun's crow-like eyelashes.He felt the slight trembling of the eyelashes of his subordinates, knowing that his elder brother was woken up by him, he hurriedly withdrew his hands and wanted to sit back upright, but in mid-air, someone grabbed his wrist.

Lin Jingyun opened his eyes and looked at Shen Zhuo leisurely.

Young people are always the most unable to hide their thoughts. Just looking at him for a moment, Shen Zhuo couldn't bear it anymore, and begged for mercy in a self-defeating way: "Brother, I shouldn't have troubled you."

His sixth prince is only thirteen or fourteen years old now, when he was young and playful, when he begged him for mercy, his voice was like a cat scratching his heart and liver.

Lin Jingyun sent his wrist away, got up with a flick of his sleeves, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Ling Qiu saw the peony flowers outside, and wants to go to the Shuiyun Banquet with me?"

Shen Zhuo, styled Lingqiu.

Shen Zhuo nodded stupidly, thought for a while and asked him again: "Brother, but I can't leave the palace."

Lin Jingyun leaned down slightly, leaned close to his cheek, looked at it carefully for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Brother has his own way." As he spoke, he moved closer, and Shen Zhuo staggered back a few steps in shock.

Lin Jingyun was displeased, stretched out his hand to pull the child back, held him down with one hand, covered his cheek with the other, and pressed him a few times gently and gently.

Shen Zhuo didn't move or move under his hands, and said cautiously: "Brother, I—"

Lin Jingyun reprimanded softly: "Don't move. You have been pillowing your arm for a long time, and there are marks on your face."

He said with a smile: "If you ask outsiders to go out seeing our Sixth Highness looking like this, you must not laugh."

Shen Zhuo let him massage himself, but his heart was not happy, and he muttered: "I don't care about those. Brother doesn't need to be like this."

Lin Jingyun laughed lightly when he heard the child's words.At that time, the chariots and horses from the prime minister's mansion outside had already come to urge people, and the old prime minister was anxious to find the second son back, saying that he had something important to discuss.

Lin Jingyun didn't dare to refuse, she hurriedly said hello, turned her head and told Shen Zhuo not to run around, the child bowed his head and said yes, but the whole person was indifferent, and he didn't know how much he listened to.

Before leaving, Shen Zhuo grabbed his sleeves, his obsidian-like eyes were full of hesitation.

He asked him, "brother, when will you pick me up?"

Lin Jingyun always knew that his thoughts were deep, so he had to be patient and coaxed: "When the Sixth Highness has memorized the strategy and theory, I will come back."

Shen Zhuo pursed her lips and stared at him without saying a word.

Lin Jingyun had no choice but to say: "Father is looking for me today, I'm afraid I won't be able to see Peony's most beautiful time. Tomorrow I will look for you and take you out of the palace."

Shen Zhuo got his assurance, so he let go, sat on the chair without saying a word, turned his head and did not look at him.

Seeing that the child was angry with him, Lin Jingyun could only sigh softly, and shook his head helplessly.