The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family’s Son

He is sick again.

Xie Zichen wondered.

Now for what Wei Lan said that he didn't understand, he attributed it to her illness.

He thought that in order to slander her rival, Wei Lan was so lacklustre that she could even say that the woman who didn't take her man home was rubbish, showing how deeply she hated women.

The world of broken sleeves really was beyond his comprehension. For Duanxiu, do they feel that they are essentially no different from women in their hearts?

This is the first time Xie Zichen has walked into Duanxiu so seriously, thinking about his inner world.

Wei Lan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and looked down at her file.

Xie Zichen was silent for a while and said: "Farewell" and then turned and left. When he came out, Xie Tong, who was waiting outside, couldn't help being a little surprised: "My son, won't Wei Shizi give you away this time?"

Xie Zichen: "..."

Xie Tong saw Xie Zichen's silent expression, and a sudden sadness surged up. Xie Zichen glanced at Xie Tong's expression of "this guilty man", and said something awkwardly: "I heard that I have a fiancee, he is jealous."

After speaking, Xie Zichen felt that saying these words was really something that surprised him.

Xie Tong seems to have also noticed his mentality. Seeing his master's serious thinking expression, he couldn't help but think of the kiss that night, and the surprise in his heart when he saw dyeing ink in the study before coming.

Although Ranmo did not recognize himself, Xie Tong recognized him at first sight. After staying outside Changxinhou's mansion for so long, Xie Tong's heart calmed down. However, at this time, seeing the complicated look of his master, Xie Tong couldn't help but think of himself.

then……

He was also silent.

This is poisonous to the master and servant of the broken sleeve, really.

After the master and servant Xie returned to their home in silence, Wei Lan finally couldn't stand it any longer. Throwing the information in his hand to the side, he propped his chin and said: "Dyeing ink, such a beautiful woman, but I have already ordered a kiss, my heart hurts!"

"Pain?" Ranmo raised his head, as if he didn't quite understand his master's entangled point: "If it hurts, you can grab it! Master, just go ahead if you want to go! I'll take my brothers to help you grab him back Seeing that the fourth son of Xie is soft and weak, it should not be difficult to grab."

Hearing Ranmo's words, Wei Lan glanced at her leisurely: "Denmo, we are not horse bandits. Robbers are not the work of gentlemen. Alas..."

Wei Lan sighed: "It would be great if Miss Wang's is willing to divorce."

Hearing these words, dyeing ink and all the comforts lurking in the dark felt that they had understood what Wei Lan meant.

However, Wei Lan really wanted to be a gentleman from the heart.

After preparing for spring hunting with a heavy heart that the beauty is married, spring hunting finally ushered in.

This kind of spring hunting between family members is generally presided over by the prince, and has two functions-to be handsome and to develop feelings. In addition to the Yuan Festival and Qixi Festival, it is another grand blind date Valentine's Day in the Great Chu Kingdom.

Although she gave up Xie Zichen, Wei Lan still remembered other beauties, such as Wang Xi and Lin Che, these young men are still good. So she insisted that she didn't wear a Hu suit. Instead, she changed into a big beige-sleeved shirt embroidered with cranes, half-rolled her hair with a cyan hairband, held a paper fan, and stepped on clogs, which looked very elegant.

Yan Mo was wearing a Hu uniform with an arrow on his back, watching Wei Lan leisurely step onto the carriage in silence, and said calmly, "Miss, is it necessary to dress like this?"

Wei Lan lazily propped his chin to look at the ink-stained Hufu, and said twice: "Dressing so ugly to meet the boys, dyeing ink, you deserve to be single for a lifetime."

Dyeing ink: "..."

Appearing in the spring hunting venue wearing such clothes, Wei Lan instantly attracted everyone's attention. There were also some lads wearing big-sleeved shirts at the venue, but these lads were generally sick and didn’t plan to go hunting. So although Wei Lan’s outfit was eye-catching, it just made people think he was sick and didn’t plan to end. .

But her appearance was better, and people couldn't help but always look over. Countless girls secretly regretted that she was a sick child with such a face. It was a pity.

Wei Lan didn't bother to pay attention to the Qiubo handed over from the woman pile. After getting off the carriage, she stood in place, looking at the entire hunting ground.

Wang Xi and Lin Che pulled the horse over and said with a smile: "Brother Lan, you are late!"

"Brother Lan, what happened on the road, so he was too late?" Lin Che next to Wang Xi saw Wei Lan and couldn't help being a little nervous, and he couldn't speak clearly. Wang Xi laughed out loud and said to Wei Lan: "Lan's appearance is too prosperous, even the eldest son of the Lin family saw it and couldn't help his heart."

"Wang Qi!" Lin Che was a little anxious: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

After speaking, he hurriedly turned his head and said: "Don't blame Brother Lan, he has always been so unabashed."

"No problem," Wei Lan laughed, looked at Lin Che's blushing face, and couldn't help but feel happy. The folding fan in her hand spread out with a "swish", covering half of her face, and she approached Lin Che through the folding fan, and said in a low voice. : "Lan is very happy to be able to receive Master Lin's pity."

Her voice was low and dumb, and she could clearly smell the fragrance of orchids on her body through a fan. Lin Che's face suddenly reddened, Wang Xi couldn't help but laugh, and pointed at Lin Che and said: "Yo yo yo, Lin Che, you blush! Brother Lan," he raised his hand and raised a big one. Thumb: "High, really high."

"Don't blame Lin brother," Wei Lan knows the truth until the end, and slowly closed the fan in her hand, turned to look at Lin Che, and smiled slightly: "Lan loves to joke, Meng Lang is a little bit, I don't know how to make Lin Che do not like?"

"No," Lin Che replied immediately, pretending to be calm: "Che is also a person who can play a joke."

"That's good." Looking at Lin Che's clean and shy appearance, Wei Lan couldn't help but hug her. She was about the same height as Lin Che, and she lay on his shoulders. She didn't know what she was doing and said, "Go, you and my brothers go to the hunting ground."

Lin Che blushed and nodded, Wang Xi handed the horse to his servant and followed, and the three of them went to see the prince.

Xie Zichen looked from a distance with a calm expression on his face. Xie Tong couldn't help but spit out, and cursed in a low voice: "This is dead!"

"Speak carefully." Xie Zichen gave Xie Tong a cold glance. Xie Tong snorted, and just happened to see that not far away, Ranmo was stuck in a group of young people talking to everyone.

He seemed to know a lot, and led people to circle around her. There are many good-looking ones, looking at her with curiosity and admiration. Dyeing ink seems to be very useful too, and laughed from time to time, and took the other's hand, stroked the other's palm, as if explaining something.

The fire in Xie Tong's heart came up again.

No wonder he said how he kissed a man so proficiently here without any psychological pressure, because he had the same virtue with his master!

Like the new and dislike the old, the deadly broken sleeves everywhere!