When bathing hair, it is inevitable that it may touch the cheeks, ears, or neck.

In this era when men and women are not allowed to get married, there is no doubt that only people close to them can do it.

If there is only one small green tea, it would be fine, but Chang'an is still there, wouldn't it be inappropriate?

After struggling for a few seconds, he chose to refuse: "This basin of water was specially prepared for your senior sister, and many medicinal materials were added..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Lucha: "But senior sister doesn't want it... People will never rob what senior sister wants, but they will take it over and use it. It's okay."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at the window, and a bright smile appeared between his eyebrows: "Besides, senior sister is generous and will not mind that others use what senior sister doesn't want."

Some words mean something, and let your whole life hear it naturally.

He looked up at the window, hoping that Chang'an would react, even if he didn't scold Xiao Lucha, he could call her.

only.

After waiting for a few breaths, the courtyard was still quiet.

Chang An agreed that Xiao Green Tea was something she didn't want.

Although I know that Chang'an has mental illness, he is not good at expressing emotions.

Ren Pingsheng still felt uncomfortable, so he looked at Xiao Lucha, nodded slightly, and said only one word: "Okay."

Xiao Lucha didn't notice the abnormality, so he walked to the stone table happily and blinked: "Criminal, let's be here."

"good."

Ren Pingsheng put the wooden basin on the stone table, reached out and placed his hand behind Xiao Green Tea's head, and said in a gentle tone: "Look down."

"Um."

Xiao Lucha responded obediently, slowly leaned down, and his slender waist was slightly arched.

The sound of water sounded.

Fingers stroked across the neck and cheeks.

The rising current ran all the way from the tailbone.

The wet water marks fell into the collarbone unexpectedly along the long hair, winding down, wetting the collars.

Xiao Lucha's body trembled slightly involuntarily.

After one stick of incense.

Ren Pingsheng wiped her long hair with a handkerchief, and his movements were careful and gentle.

Xiao Green Tea's heart was beating and its breathing became more and more rapid.

"alright."

Ren Pingsheng felt that the wipe was almost done, so he whispered to remind him.

"The prince..."

Jiang Chuyue turned around and almost fell down.

Ren Pingsheng's solid and powerful arms hugged her in time, and his palm pressed against her slender waist, stabilizing her unbalanced body.

Xiao Lucha's pretty face and earlobes fluttered red. He reached out to climb up to his chest, his pink lips lightly opened, and his voice soft and soft, as if he was acting coquettishly intimately with the person he liked: "Woooo... Prince, I'm so cold."

Just finished speaking.

Chang'an's cold voice came from the room.

"First Moon."

Little Green Tea ignored the deaf ears, raised her head slightly, and her wet eyes turned into autumn water and stared at his face, her voice soft: "It's really cold."

Inside the house.

Chang'an raised his tone: "First Moon."

The voice was as cold as ever.

"It seems that Chang'an is not as pure as he imagined and has no desires and is full of care."

Ren Pingsheng curled a smile on his lips, let go of his hands, and whispered: "Miss Chuyue, Madam is calling you."

Xiao Lucha realized something, reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, opened his pink lips lightly, looking like he was reluctant to speak.

After a few seconds, reason re-defeated sensibility.

At this moment, she finally realized that from beginning to end, she was just a tool used by the prince to provoke her senior sister.

She let go of her slender hands, lowered her eyes slightly, and whispered: "Crown Prince walk slowly."

This time I was really a little aggrieved.

Ren Pingsheng's attention was mostly on Chang An, and he did not notice Xiao Lucha's abnormal emotions. Without saying much, he nodded slightly and turned away.

The breeze blew slightly, and the light coolness swayed through the late summer morning, rippling the idle sorrows all over the ground.

Jiang Chuyue stood there, watching Ren Pingsheng's back grow farther and farther away until she disappeared from her sight.

A hint of soft sadness came quietly.

She did not come to her senior sister like she did before and smiled and told her senior sister that she would also practice the "Yin and Yang Heart Sutra".

Or say something half-jokingly, if the senior sister doesn't mind, she is willing to share the worries for the senior sister.

She just pushed open the door very calmly, came to her senior sister, and said seriously: "Senior sister, it's so boring to stay in the capital. I'm going to go back to the north."

Chang An looked at her with cold eyes without saying a word.

A few seconds later.

Xiao Lucha pouted in grievance and said angrily: "The prince hates it so much. From now on, he will come to find his senior sister, and he will deal with him by himself! People will ignore him again!"

Chang An knew his junior sister very well, which was very consistent with the age of the girl. His emotions came quickly and went quickly, and he was prone to getting upset, but he would not remember it too much after being wronged.

So, after thinking for a few seconds, she slowly spoke: "What should I do if I pay attention to him?"

“…”

Jiang Chuyue obviously didn't expect her senior sister to ask such a question. She was stunned at first, then said firmly: "Please pay attention to him again, he is a dog!"

…………

On the other side.

Ren Pingsheng left the mansion, turned over and came straight to the gate of Mu Mansion.

I went forward and knocked on the door, and after a while, the door slowly opened.

A concierge poked his head carefully, looked at Ren Pingsheng vigilantly, and asked lukewarmly: "Who are you? What's the matter?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Ren Pingsheng, the King of Zhenbei Palace, made an appointment with Miss Mu Rou, and went to the banquet together today, and I would like to report it."

"Zhenbei Palace..."

The concierge was stunned at first, then realized something, and widened his eyes: "Are you the prince of Zhenbei?"

"It's me." Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly.

"You wait, the younger one will go and report it immediately."

When he learned about Ren Pingsheng's identity, the doorman became enthusiastic: "Why don't you come in first?"

With the help of those who are interested, it is fueled by the fire.

Most people in the capital already knew that the prince was running around for the Mu Mansion, which eventually prompted His Majesty to change his mind.

That's why.

Everyone in the Mu Mansion regarded him as his life-saving benefactor.

Ren Pingsheng didn't think so, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Just wait here."

"Okay, the little one is back soon."

The concierge did not dare to neglect and turned around and left quickly.

I rushed to a yard and stood at the door: "Miss, the prince is coming down and is waiting for you at the door. I said I had made an appointment with you to go to the banquet today. Look?"

In the yard.

Mu Rou held a movie "Nie Xiaoqian" in her hand and watched it with concentration. When she heard the voice of the doorman, she was slightly stunned.

A few seconds later, she suddenly realized that today was the Chinese Valentine's Day. She had promised to accompany the Prince of Zhenbei to attend the Chinese Valentine's Day Cultural Conference.

"Um."

Mu Rou responded, turned to look at Qiu'er, and whispered: "Sister Qiu'er, please trouble you."

“No trouble.”

Qiu'er didn't know what was happy about her, and she stood up with a smile on her eyebrows and smiled.

"Sister Qiu'er helped me to see the prince."

"good!"
To be continued...