Chapter 439 Your skirt is so pretty

   Chapter 439 Your skirt is so pretty

  Ming Lan was completely confused, she really didn’t understand what happened to His Highness the Seventh, and suddenly he was so indifferent to her. Could it be that His Highness has completely fallen in love with Shangguanruo, so he is no longer willing to pay attention to her? But along the way, she heard from the palace servant that the relationship between His Highness Seventh Highness and Shangguan Ruo was not very good…

  Ming Lan, who couldn’t understand the situation, took a step forward and held Shangguan Ruo’s hand: “Your Highness! What did I do wrong? You want to treat me like this?”

   Shangguan Ruo threw off her hand and scolded: “Do you have any self-consciousness to be a palace maid of Lotus Rong? You can touch the master’s hand casually?”

   “Lianrong?” Ming Lan was stunned, “What do you call me, Your Highness?”

   Shangguan Ruo rolled her eyes at her: “Lianrong! What? Could it be that I used to call you baby?”

   Zhuge Ming, if you are really called a palace maid, you will be dead!

   Shangguan Ruo was so angry that he left!

   Only Ming Lan was left standing in a daze as if she had been struck by lightning. If she remembered correctly, she would be called Lianrong. There is only one person in the world, Shangguanruo!

   But how is that possible? The Seventh Highness is the Seventh Highness, how could it become Shangguan Ruo?

   Ming Lan was taken aback by the guesses that flashed through his mind.

   But she had to admit that since the Seventh Highness was struck by lightning, it has become a little weird. The Seventh Highness has always been a particularly indifferent person, but the few times she got along with her later made her feel soft and cute and coquettish. Thinking about it carefully, she did have a bit of Shangguan Ruo’s shadow. The most suspicious thing is the attitude of the Seventh Highness towards her, how good the Seventh Highness is with her, that is almost incomparable to others. now what…

  The uneasy Ming Lan came to Zhuge Ming’s tent, the door of the tent was wide open, and “Shangguan Ruo” sat inside. Different from the cheerful past, the current “Shangguan Ruo” was very quiet, even cold.

   Another bold guess flooded into Ming Lan’s heart. If His Highness the Seventh Highness is no longer His Highness, will Shangguan Ruo also be Shangguan Ruo?

   In order to confirm the guess in his heart, Ming Lan strode over to the threshold!

   Someone grabbed her arm before her feet hit the ground, and before she could react, she was dragged into another tent.

   “Shh, don’t move! It’s me!” The sixth prince lowered the volume and lowered the curtain.

   Ming Lan rubbed his heart in shock: “His Royal Highness!”

  The sixth prince went to the door and listened. After making sure that no one was wandering around, he returned to Ming Lan and said, “I’ve been looking for you, where have you just been?”

Ming Lan glanced at him coldly, took a step back, and kept a certain distance from him: “His Royal Highness, it seems that we are very familiar, I and you are just a few cooperations of last resort, if there is nothing else. I’m leaving now!”

  The sixth prince frowned and grabbed her arm: “What? Want to cross the river and demolish the bridge?”

   Minglan’s face turned pale, and his eyes flashed at him: “I don’t understand what His Highness the Prince said. I and His Royal Highness have never been on the same bridge. Don’t say anything about crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.”

   “Huh.” The sixth prince smiled grimly, “Ming Lan, play with me, you are too tender!”

  Ming Lan’s breathing was stagnant, and there was an illusion that he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. It was chilly and creepy.

The sixth prince let go of her arms, sat down on the chair, and leisurely picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea: “Ming Lan, I don’t want to embarrass you, but you’d better not mess with me either. Angry. You can still stand in front of me and talk to me, but you can only say that you still have the value of being used by me. Are you satisfied when I say this?”

  Ming Lan’s throat slid, just now she was confused by the affairs of the Seventh Highness and Shangguan Ruo? She was actually angry with the prince of a country, and with the love of His Highness the seventh, she almost forgot her identity. In this world, apart from His Highness the Seventh Highness, no one would tolerate her like that again.

   Containing the complicated emotions that suddenly surged into his heart, Ming Lan slowly turned around, lowered his eyebrows and said, “This servant does not know how high the sky is and bumped into His Royal Highness, and I hope His Highness will forgive you.”

  The sixth prince took a sip of tea, looked at her indifferently and said, “This is what it looks like.”

   Ming Lan asked: “I wonder what His Highness the Prince ordered?”

  The sixth prince shook the cup in his hand, smiled faintly, took out a medicine bag from his arms and handed it to Ming Lan: “Look for a chance to let Zhuge Ming drink it.”

   Ming Lan suddenly raised his voice: “You asked me to prescribe medicine for His Highness the Seventh?”

  The sixth prince smiled: “If you don’t give him medicine, do you think that with his current attitude towards you, do you have a chance to succeed?”

   Minglan heard this, what else did he not understand? It’s not poison, but… it’s an aphrodisiac!

   But His Highness the Seventh is still underage, isn’t it too much to prescribe this kind of tiger-wolf medicine to him?

  The sixth prince smiled meaningfully: “What are you worried about? In the royal family, ordinary princes start to choose personnel palace maids when they are twelve years old. The seventh brother is almost fourteen, so it’s time to teach him.”

  Ming Lan held the medicine and felt his palms get hot: “No, I can’t promise you.”

   This method is too despicable, even if His Highness the seventh is at the age to choose a palace maid, he shouldn’t use this method to force him into submission. If the Seventh Highness knew that she was plotting against him, he would definitely not forgive her.

  The sixth prince gave Ming Lan a deep look: “Well, since you don’t want to give Zhuge Ming medicine, give it to Shangguan Ruo, anyway, both of them drink the same.”

“You…” Ming Lan’s face was even more ugly, not to mention that now she is a little suspicious of Shangguanruo and His Highness the seventh, even if the two are normal, she can’t put the aphrodisiac into Shangguanruo’s mouth, ” She’s a child!”

   “Child?” The sixth prince seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, “My concubine was as old as her when she entered the palace.”

   Ming Lan gritted his teeth: “I won’t help you anyway!”

After   , turn around and leave!

  The sixth prince said: “Okay, then I will tell the seventh brother about the medicine for Shangguan Ruo now, saying that you have worked so hard to keep up with Shangguan Ruo in order to fulfill me, and I am almost moved.”

   Ming Lan clenched his fists…

   After lunch, the hunt began.

Your Majesty and Your Majesty set out first. A powerful hunter like them was not at the same level as the Sixth Prince and others. A large number of guards followed, and the eunuchs led a few maroon ponies to the Sixth Prince. In front of the group: “His Royal Highness, please get on the horse with Miss Shangguan!”

  The sixth prince glanced at the horse that was not as tall as a donkey, and the corner of his mouth twitched: “Bengong sits on his own horse!”

If Shangguan grew up in the grasslands since he was a child, he would naturally despise these little ones. He chose one from the Majesty’s good horses. She lives in the Qilin Hall these days. Everyone already understands that the Maharaja values ​​her, and she leads her. No one stopped her when she walked on the horse, but Qi Qi exclaimed a few times when she turned on the horse.

   Strange, isn’t that the lady’s favorite horse? Also, the posture of His Royal Highness Mounting on the horse is so beautiful! Just like their lady!

   Zhuge Ming glanced at Shangguan Ruo, and sighed helplessly when Shangguan Ruo rubbed his hips across the saddle. If this goes on like this, his image of wiseness and martial arts will be completely wiped out.

   He rode a horse, came to Shangguan Ruo’s side, and said in a low voice, “Ruo’er, let’s go together.”

   Shangguan Ruo snorted: “Who wants to be with you?”

   At this moment, the sixth prince came over on a horse and smiled softly: “Ruo’er, you are a girl, why don’t you join in the fun with our men!”

   Zhuge Ming’s face is full of black lines!

Shangguan Ruo looked up and smiled: “Yes, Brother Six is ​​right, a weak Liu Fufeng like Miss Shangguan should be protected by Haosheng, but don’t hold us back! Brother Six, let’s go! ”

The sixth prince gave Zhuge Ming a smug look, and when he passed Zhuge Ming, he patted his arm lightly: “Ruo’er, don’t make trouble, lie down in the tent obediently, and my seventh brother and I will give you more calls. The delicious game is back.”

Zhuge Ming was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. He watched the two of them walk side by side toward the depths of the forest, leaving him far behind. Boom!

   “Miss Shangguan.”

   A familiar voice sounded behind him.

   Zhuge Ming’s eyes moved, and he looked back at the person who came: “Is it you?”

  Ming Lan lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly: “Slave, accompany Miss Shangguan to hunt, there is someone to take care of you on the way.”

   Zhuge Ming did not refuse.

  Minglan was one of the few palace maids who could ride a horse, but to be cautious, she chose a docile pony and followed Zhuge Ming unhurriedly.

   After walking for some time, she suddenly said, “Miss Shangguan, are you thirsty? I brought sour plums!”

   His Royal Highness is the person who hates sour plum the most, but she remembers that Shangguan Ruo likes it very much.

   Zhuge Mingqiang resisted the displeasure in his heart, took the sour plum, and fed it into his mouth. He doesn’t like sour plums, but if Shangguan likes them, he doesn’t seem to hate sour plums anymore.

   Ming Lan was stunned for a moment, is this the real Shangguan Ruo? If not, who can eat such sour plums?

   “Miss Shangguan, your dress is so beautiful.” She boasted tentatively.

  If Zhuge Ming heard this a few months ago, he would have gone mad, but now, he is used to it.

   “Well, my father bought it.”

   has a faint hint of shyness. Zhuge Ming really thinks that being a child of the Maharaja is something worth showing off. In this world, there is probably no parent who can love their children more than him.

   Ming Lan felt more and more that he guessed wrong. If the other party is really His Highness, then she said that the other party’s skirt is beautiful, His Highness must be half-dead with anger, how can he still be calm? Regardless of whether His Highness the Seventh Highness is the same as the previous Seventh Highness, Shangguan Ruo must still be the original Shangguan Ruo, then this package of medicine…

  Minglan touched the kettle hanging on his waist, his eyes flashed, and he asked, “Is Miss Shangguan still thirsty? I have water here.”

   Zhuge Ming said: “I’m not thirsty, drink it yourself.”

   “I…I’m not thirsty either. I specially prepared it for Miss Shangguan. You can drink it when you’re thirsty.” There’s medicine in it, how can she drink it by herself?

  Zhuge Ming took out a water bottle from the bag hanging by the saddle: “I brought water.”

   (end of this chapter)