Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

"Seventh Prince, although I will be your younger brother and sister from now on, you also know that there are differences between men and women. We still can't get too close to avoid misunderstanding. If you think there is something between us, even if you want to explain, I will probably explain it. Not clear~"

Han Yingxue still tried her best to distance herself from the relationship with Xuanyuan Lang.

Xuanyuan Lang was a little saddened by Han Yingxue's cold attitude, with a hint of bitterness on his lips, "Then Miss Xue'er can really turn a thousand miles away for my ninth brother! I don't know if it's my ninth brother." Ninth brother married another woman, will Ms. Xueer let go of my ninth brother..."

Han Yingxue frowned, feeling that there was something in Xuanyuan Lang's words.

Somewhat unhappy, he asked, "What do you mean?"

Xuanyuan Lang laughed heartily and said, "Miss Xue'er, don't think too much, I have no meaning. There is a good show today! Miss Xue'er will know after watching it!"

The more Xuanyuan Lang said this, the more Han Yingxue felt itchy in her heart.

That means something is definitely going on!

It's really weird, what can happen?

What will happen later?

Being manipulated like this by Xuanyuan Lang, Han Yingxue felt a little irritable and uneasy. She didn't want to be like what Xuanyuan Lang said, and something would really happen.

"Miss Xue'er, are you still standing here? It's windy here. Can you find a place to sit out of the wind? You can take a seat now!" Xuanyuan Lang suggested.

Although she had good intentions, Han Yingxue still ignored Xuanyuan Lang.

She had made an agreement with Xuanyuan Ling before that Xuanyuan Ling would come here to look for her later. Han Yingxue was afraid that if she left now, she would not be able to find her if Xuanyuan Ling came back.

Anyway, there is no rush for this moment, just wait for a while.

Although it was a little colder when the wind picked up, and her clothes were a little thin, she had endured this kind of cold many times in her previous life, and she didn't feel it much now.

"Miss Xue'er is really cruel to me. Hey, maybe I was wrong. Since Miss Xue'er doesn't want to see me so much, I'd better leave!" Xuanyuan Lang said, then turned around and prepared to leave. .

After a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around. He glanced at Han Yingxue worriedly, took off his shawl, walked to Han Yingxue, and wanted to put it on Han Yingxue.

Han Yingxue ducked away cautiously, frowning and not asking, "Seventh Prince, what do you want to do?"

Han Yingxue's cold tone seemed to hurt Xuanyuan Lang's heart again.

Xuanyuan Lang smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Xue'er, I don't have any other intentions. I just saw that the wind here is a bit cold and Miss Xue'er is so thinly dressed, so I wanted to give her shawl to Xue'er." Girl, at least you can avoid the cold..."

It turns out that I misunderstood him...

Han Yingxue had an indescribable feeling in her heart. It was guilt, but it wasn't really that. However, this feeling was still a little uncomfortable.

"No... no need!" Han Yingxue refused, "I'm not cold. Seventh Prince, you should just wear it by yourself!"

Xuanyuan Lang sighed and said, "Well, since Miss Xue'er doesn't want to, then forget it, it's my own passion!"

Xuanyuan Lang took back his shawl, put it on himself again, then turned around and left, leaving only a vague fragrance in the air.