The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family’s Son

After Xie Zichen and Wei Lan looked at each other for a while, he looked away without a trace. Wei Lan walked to the high platform with a heavy heart, and went to ask the prince for a reward, thinking about her strategic mistake along the way.

Wei Lan never picks up two people at the same time, she doesn't do this kind of vulgar behavior similar to stepping on two boats. But she just can't control her merciful temperament. As long as she doesn't restrain her, the above situation is easy to happen.

It can't be like this next time.

She patted her head and stepped on the steps to the prince. After kneeling and saluting, she heard the humanity above: "There is no dog in Humen. The son is really surprised today."

"This is the matter of the minister, not to be concerned." Wei Lan replied respectfully. The prince smiled and said in a gentle voice: "There is a dagger here in Gu, which was made by Gu when he was fourteen years old. If the son of the world doesn't dislike it, he would use it as a reward, how about?"

The prince has some temptation in it.

Most of the things that the prince can make by himself are ministers close to the prince. Wei Lan lowered her eyes, if she could, she didn't want to choose the master at this time. The prince smiled slightly, and Wang Xi stood up next to him, brought the dagger to Wei Lan himself, and opened the box.

Inside the box is a simple and unpretentious black dagger, placed on the red bottom, it is more simple and simple. Wang Xi looked at Wei Lan and said seriously: "This is a good knife."

Wei Lan raised her eyes, her beautiful amber eyes looked at the handsome nobleman in front of her.

He still wears a jade-colored robe, but his expression on his face is no longer the usual playfulness and seriousness. In this way, he clearly stated his position, that he is the prince’s person.

Wei Lan never thought that Wang Xi would be so bold, openly supporting the prince, and pressing Bao on the prince who was not optimistic about it. Can't help but stare at Wang Xi for a moment. Wang Xi smiled, took the short knife out of the box, squatted down, and pulled out Wei Lan's hand.

Different from ordinary men's hands, Wei Lan's hands are slender and soft. Even if the palms are full of heavy sand cocoons from martial arts practice, it does not prevent her hands from looking delicate and beautiful.

At the moment of touching, Wang Xi actually felt an uncontrollable trembling in his heart, as if there was a current flowing through the bottom of his heart. He lowered his eyes, restrained the nameless agitation in his heart, put the knife into Wei Lan's palm, and gently rubbed the back of her hand when Wei Lan frowned, then quickly let go, seeing that the other party seemed to be just watching After the dagger was not found to be abnormal, Wang Xi relaxed and said with a chuckle: "Lan can think about it again, this dagger should be treated as a meeting ceremony."

The dagger was already in his hand, and there was no reason to go back. Wei Lan simply smiled openly, and said in a salute: "Na Lan thanked Your Highness in advance."

"Take the knife," the prince lowered his eyes to drink tea, with a faint expression on his handsome face: "Do you use it or not, it's your business."

These words relieved Wei Lan a lot, and after saying a few more compliments, she left. Seeing people walking away, Wang Xi focused on the thin figure, unable to move away for a long time. He subconsciously recalled the slippery touch and the tremor in his heart, and couldn't help but hook his mouth.

"What's so happy about Xi?" The prince observed Wang Xi's expression next to him, and said directly. Wang Xi turned around, sat back in her position, and said with some regret: "I just feel that Wei Shizi's posture is not a daughter, so Xi is too regretful."

"The beauty of a beautiful woman can be seen from afar. Doesn't Wei Shizi have a sister? Would you really marry?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xi couldn't help but smile.

The identity of Changxin Houfu was still a little lower for the Prince of the Wang Family. So even if he knew that Wei Lan had a younger sister, Wang Xi never thought about it.

Seeing that he understood, the prince didn't say any more, his gaze swept over, just to see Wei Lan and Xie Zichen passing by.

One is beautiful and elegant, the other is sharp and cold, with black and white clothes interlaced together, Wei Lan suddenly stopped. The prince squinted his eyes and sipped his tea ceremony: "What do you think, Xie Zichen, how is this person?"

"Although he came from a humble background," Wang Xi looked at the two who were talking and said calmly: "But it is also a useful talent."

The prince nodded, indicating that he understood.

On the other hand, Wei Lan didn’t intend to talk to Xie Zichen here, but when she pretended to be unfamiliar with Xie Zichen and passed by, she felt a little uneasy, so she stopped and said with a smile: "Xie Zichen. ."

Xie Zichen raised his eyelids with undisguised dissatisfaction in his eyes, but still raised his hand and said, "Wei Shizi."

"Just now the peach blossom..." Wei Lan lowered her voice. Just as she wanted to say more, she heard Xie Zichen reply her directly in a lower voice: "Go away."

After speaking, his face was plain, and he bid farewell. Wei Lan didn't dare to chase, shaking the folding fan, feeling a little sad in her heart.

It's so angry, so jealous.

She sighed, wondering how to wait for today's spring hunt to pass, see how to eliminate the anger of the beauty, and pace back to her place. Soon after he took his seat, he heard the prince get up and end himself.

Almost everyone today wears neat and neat Hu clothing. The prince is no exception. This Hu clothing is a white brocade-embroidered golden three-claw real dragon. In fact, it is not suitable for hunting. It is especially conspicuous in the crowd.

The end of the prince was like a signal. Everyone followed suit. Wei Lan remembered Xie Zichen's words that she hadn't come off the court at first, so she smiled at Ranmo and waved her hand: "I'm not going, let's go. "

Dye Mo has never been to such an occasion before, and his face is full of excitement. Seeing Wei Lan allowed her to leave, he nodded and followed the crowd down the high platform, then took a horse from the stable and turned it over.

With the sound of the horn, everyone rushed to the forest. Wei Lan felt boring and went back to the tent. However, after sleeping for a while, she was rushed to wake up.

"Shizi, Shizi!" The voice of dye ink rushed in, and then people rushed in. Wei Lan stood up and sat up, and said directly: "What happened?!"

Ranmo is not such a reckless person, and to make her so panicked, something big must have happened.

"Several tigers and bears suddenly appeared in the forest," Wei Lan got up, lifted the sword and carried a box full of arrows, and walked out with the bow. As he walked, he listened to Ranmo and gasped: "These wild beasts are chasing His Royal Highness, and now Xie Zichen and Wang Xi are protecting the Prince, I don't know where they are being pursued!"

Hearing this, Wei Lan's expression became cold, and she said directly: "How did Xie Zichen join in?!"

As they said, they had come to the side of the stable, Wei Lan turned on her horse, and before Yan Mo answered, she immediately thought of Xie Zichen's words that she told her not to leave. Directly raised his hand and said: "You don't need to answer, I understand."

This is what Xie Zichen knew.

Xie Zichen participated deliberately.