Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

Ling Wuwen also used to do needlework in the greenhouse. Although she didn't like it, she had to put on a show.

Halfway through the act, Xia Lun told Ling Wuwen that Huangfu Chenluo had gone to the Imperial Garden again.

On this snowy day, there were so few people outside, and the place Huangfu Chenluo went to was remote, so it was a good opportunity!

Ling Wuwen left the conservatory calmly, and then went to find Huangfu Chenluo as Xia Lun said.

The snow was falling heavily, and Ling Wu was wearing a cloak and a hat, and she was a little bit blindfolded by the wind mixed with snowflakes.

It was cold, bitterly cold.

Ling Wuyi hurriedly took out the bracelet from her backpack and put it on. The reason why she didn't wear it all the time was because this bracelet didn't look like an ordinary bracelet at first glance, and it was impossible for her, a little maid of honor, to have one.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Ling Wuwen didn't wear it all the time.

She thought about wearing it for a while now, and putting it back in her backpack when she went back.

After putting on the bracelet, Ling Wuyi immediately stopped being cold.

When he found Huangfu Chenluo, he was squatting under a huge tree.

Because the branches and leaves of the tree are very lush, you can hide snowflakes under it.

Ling Wuwen stood not far away and tilted her head to look at Huangfu Chenluo for a while. He was wearing a blue cape with a fox fur collar, which looked a bit worn out.

Although it is still very luxurious, compared with other princes, it is too simple.

A twenty-year-old boy with red lips and white teeth, very delicate and good-looking.

He kept looking down at the ground, not knowing what he was looking at.

After a pause, Ling Wuwen approached Huangfu Chenluo, and said softly: "This servant has seen the prince, what is the prince doing here?"

Hearing Ling Wuwen's voice, Huangfu Chenluo raised his head and looked at Ling Wuwen with those very clear eyes.

"Who are you?" The adult's voice was very immature.

Probably a little shy of strangers, so Huangfu Chenluo's clear eyes were full of fear.

Ling Wuxi raised a very kind smile and replied: "The servant girl is called Tian Ke'er, and the prince can be called the servant girl Ke'er."

After answering, Ling Wuwen asked the question that Huangfu Chenluo didn't answer just now: "What is the prince doing here? Do you need the help of your servant?"

Not seeing the look of contempt in Ling Wu's eyes, Huangfu Chenluo tilted his head strangely.

Gradually, I am no longer afraid of Lingwu.

After a while, he pointed to the ground he had been staring at just now and said, "Little Hui is dead."

Small gray?

Ling Wuxi lowered her head and took a closer look, and there was a very small bird at the position of Huangfu Chenluo's finger.

The bird's feathers were gray. At this time, its feathers were disheveled, its body was already stiff, and it was lying on the ground with its eyes closed.

It's strange that there are still birds here in this weather.

It looked like he was probably frozen to death.

"Then... is the prince going to bury it?" Ling Wuwen asked Huangfu Chenluo with some uncertainty.

Really not sure, because she couldn't even see the sadness in Huangfu Chenluo's eyes.

He was calm, very calm.

Huangfu Chenluo frowned slightly, and asked with some doubts: "Buried? Why?"

Er...why?

Ling Wuyi raised her eyebrows, and when she was thinking about answering Huangfu Chenluo's why, Huangfu Chenluo spoke again.

He said: "Little Hui doesn't want to be buried, it says he doesn't like being in the soil."

Ling Wuyi pursed her lips, and told herself to always remember that Huangfu Chenluo was a fool, and she couldn't look at him with the eyes of a normal person.

How could the little bird speak? Huangfu Chenluo must have thought he could understand the little bird's words.

Huangfu Chenluo said to himself: "I want to put Xiao Hui back in the nest, but I can't climb up."

Hearing what Huangfu Chenluo said, Ling Wuyi subconsciously looked up.

There is indeed a small bird's nest on the tree, it should be the nest of this 'little gray'.

After thinking for a while, Ling Wuwen whispered to Huangfu Chenluo: "Prince, servants can climb trees."

Hearing this, Huangfu Chenluo's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

He looked up at Ling Wuwen: "Really? Then can you help me?"

Ling Wuxi nodded, and said: "Yes, but the prince has to help the slave to keep the secret of climbing trees. Otherwise, the slave will be punished!"

Speaking of this, Ling Wuwen still pretended to be very scared.

"Well, you helped me, and I will definitely help you keep it a secret!" Huangfu Chenluo nodded repeatedly, with sincere eyes, afraid that Ling Wuyi would not believe him.

Ling Wuxi smiled, took out a white handkerchief that hadn't been embroidered, wrapped the little gray bird, and then looked around.

After making sure that there was no one around, Ling Wuxi started climbing the tree.

Huangfu Chenluo has been looking at Ling Wuwen nervously, fearing that she will drop the little gray bird, muttering: "Be careful!"

Gritting her teeth, Ling Wuxi climbed up the tree and sat on a big tree trunk.

He took a breath, then lowered his head and grinned at Huangfu Chenluo.

"You, you, you... Be careful, don't drop Xiao Hui!"

Ling Wuwen: "..." She climbed so high, she didn't say she cared about her, but told her not to drop the dead bird.

Aww~ Sure enough, you can't look at Huangfu Chenluo with an ordinary person's attitude, otherwise she will be pissed to death.

Nodded: "Prince, please rest assured."

After speaking, Ling Wuwen stretched out her hand and put the little gray bird wrapped in the handkerchief into the bird's nest.

After the little gray bird was put away, Ling Wuwen went down from the tree.

"Thank you, Ke'er." Huangfu Chenluo grinned at Ling Wu, that smile was very pure.

Ling Wuwen also smiled at Huangfu Chenluo: "Prince, you are welcome."

Huangfu Chenluo snorted, looked up at the bird's nest on the tree and said, "Xiao Hui, I'll come see you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he skipped and walked away... gone... gone...

Ling Wuyi stared blankly at Huangfu Chenluo, a little speechless.

that's all?

Why is it different from what she expected?

What she expected was that she helped Huangfu Chenluo, and then Huangfu Chenluo regarded her as a good friend.

Then Huangfu Chenluo invited her to his bedroom, and by such a coincidence, she ran into Huangfu Shuran.

Hey... As expected, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny!

Shaking his head, let's take it as if he made an existence in Huangfu Chenluo today.

Take your time~ Huangfu Chenluo will always treat her as a good friend.

When looking at the direction where Huangfu Chenluo left, Ling Wuyi could no longer see him.

Looking up at the bird's nest, Ling Wuwen asked Xia Lun: "Does Huangfu Chenluo come here every day to see this bird?"

"No, he comes here every day, either to look at the flowers or the grass, and talk to them."

"When I called you, he had just arrived here, and then he saw a dead bird on the ground, and squatted there talking for a long time."

Ling Wuwen: "..."

It's all because there aren't many mentions of Huangfu Chenluo in the plot. Although he was told about his life experience, most of the time there is nothing about Huangfu Chenluo.