Suddenly there were several exclamations from outside: "Yuanbao!!!"

She looked at Fu Sichen at a loss, the two of them were so close, she could even smell the faint fragrance of books and ink on his body, and could clearly see his beautiful eyes like stars.

"Why, why don't you tell my brother, so they won't hurt you." She stuttered a little.

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes and stared at her, straightening the bun that An Yunsha had messed up for her. His face was still expressionless, and there was a touch of tenderness between his eyebrows:

"No need to explain." Because I already have bad intentions towards you.

Looking at this little girl, he didn't say the next words, and reached out to take the red bean paste bun in her hand:

"tasty?"

"Yeah." She nodded obediently: "I hope you like it."

"I will like it." He looked at her deeply and held her gently in his arms, like holding a rare treasure.

Zhaoran suddenly felt a cold touch on her forehead, like a dragonfly touching water. Before she could react, it was already over.

In a daze, she was sent outside the sedan. It turned out that Jiang Ruohan and the others were surrounded by Ting Xin and his men, so they did not get inside the sedan. Seeing him, the three young men looked eager:

"Yuanbao'er!!"

They rushed over in a swarm and protected her tightly. Jiang Ruohan held her in his arms without hesitation and nervously checked whether there were any signs of injury on her body: "Are you okay?"

She shook her head.

Ting Xin looked at this nervous guy coldly. It wasn't enough for his master to hold Master Ran in his hands. He could also hurt her?

With a slight sneer, he asked his men to lift the sedan chair and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Ruohan immediately hugged her tightly, fearing that she would be snatched away again.

She stared blankly at this gorgeous sedan. She was not low-key at all in the palace, but instead used extreme luxury to challenge the emperor's authority. This was Fu Sichen.

What he cares about and what he doesn't care about are like the sky and the earth, there is never a blurred dividing line.

When the sedan disappeared in front of them, Jiang Muchen gritted his teeth:

"This guy is really haunted! Maybe he thinks our Yuanbao is cute and wants to keep it for himself."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhaoran swornly: "Don't worry Yuanbao, we will never let you be snatched away by that big devil!! You will always be our good baby!! Do you know?!"

He was so serious that she didn't dare to say she didn't know, so she nodded obediently.

Inside the sedan chair, Fu Sichen looked at the red bean paste bun in his hand, a small one that seemed to still have her warmth.

The package had a faint fragrance from Zhao Ran, and I sniffed it gently, as if she was by my side.

Tingxin outside the sedan couldn't help but murmured: "Pavilion Master, I feel that Ranzhu has changed a lot, or does she feel this way because she is a child?"

She's always been like this.

He was silent in his heart, vaguely remembering that he was ambushed that year and fell into a deep sleep for a long time. As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhao Ran was guarding him.

There was a layer of ruthlessness under her eyes, and she looked at him expressionlessly. When she saw that he was awake, she immediately showed a look of joy:

"Pavilion Master, you wake up!"

At that time, she had just entered Yanyu Pavilion and was only six years old. She brought a bowl of porridge to him and said, "You must be hungry, right? I'm afraid you'll wake up and keep it warm, but don't worry, it's fresh.

Every time I heat it three times, I will cook a new one for you."

His love for her is not without reason.

She used to be so kind to me, why has she changed? Why has she changed?

Fu Sichen's eyes flashed slightly, he held the red bean paste buns in his palms, his expression became more determined.

When he arrived at the Qinghe Hall, he slowly got off the sedan and looked at Prime Minister Yuan standing at the door.

When he saw him, he lost all the eagerness he had shown at the entrance of Yanyu Pavilion before, and said calmly: "Pavilion Master Fu, the emperor has been waiting inside for a long time."

He walked forward and when he passed by Prime Minister Yuan, he suddenly stopped and asked, "When will Prime Minister be free?"

Prime Minister Yuan frowned warily and asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong, Pavilion Master Fu?"

Fu Sichen hummed lightly, turned his head, looked at him condescendingly, and faintly uttered five words:
Chapter completed!