The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family’s Son

Wei Lan hugged Su Cheng all the way to the side hall and called the imperial physician. Before the imperial doctor hurriedly rushed in, Wei Lan had someone put on clean water, rubbed the kerchief with her hands, and gently cleaned Su Cheng's wound.

She moved softly and was used to these things. She carefully closed the wound and wiped off the blood stains, which was completely different from the clumsy minions in the past.

Her face has always been calm, and everything seems to be unable to interfere with her emotions. Unlike Xie Zichen's indifferent mood, Wei Lan's inattention is a kind of open-minded and calm inattention, which does not make people feel cold and cold, but like a spring breeze.

Su Cheng watched her quietly, and didn't know what kind of emotions were in her heart. Seeing that people were all going down, looking at the young man squatting on her face, he snorted coldly: "Are you very proud? "

"Your Highness, what are you talking about?" Wei Lan smiled, got up and put the blood-stained veil into the basin, bowed her head and cleaned her hands. Su Cheng raised his eyebrows, and then said: "You didn't take refuge in this king. Seeing this king's desolation, you feel so proud? This time my father will definitely hate me. I came here with my father's favor. Today, now being abandoned, I am afraid that there is no future!"

Su Cheng said this seriously.

His mother was the Queen of the Palace, and his uncle was the prime minister. Not to mention that the emperor had a father and son affection for him. Even if he really disliked him, his position was still secure.

But he just wanted to put himself more down, and wanted to see how the people in front of him reacted.

"The one who is detested is more than your Highness?" Wei Lan smiled, wiped her hands with a dry kerchief, and said casually: "It looks calm, and his hands are not clean. Your Majesty is very clear. Your Highness and that one are half a cat. , If your Highness is disgusted, who can be spared?"

Su Cheng didn't speak, and Wei Lan's words stuck in his heart. He opened the small fan, thinking about everything that had happened.

"So, what Xia Sanniang said, is it true?"

"Yes."

"Isn't the prince clean?" Su Cheng sneered: "How can he be disgusted by his father?"

"His Royal Highness knows, how did I get Xia Sanniang?"

Wei Lan walked to Su Cheng, raised her hand to remove the broken hair from Su Cheng's forehead, bent down, and looked at Su Cheng's wound seriously. Her breath was sprayed on Su Cheng's face, entwined with Su Cheng's breath. She didn't do anything, but let the room temperature rise out of thin air. Su Cheng's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and the appearance of the person in front of him was exquisite without any flaws. Su Cheng was a little dry-mouthed, listening to the other party: "The prince shot Xia Sanniang and wanted to blame Zhang Yushi for murder; His Highness shot Xia Sanniang and wanted to blame His Highness for murder; while Zhang Yushi, He really killed people. This matter is known to your majesty, and on his order, he will go and save people."

"Then your majesty meant to save me today?" Su Cheng tried his best to control his mind, but it was obviously a bit difficult.

Wei Lan pretended to be ignorant of his weirdness, and looked at the wound carefully and said, "No, it means to be under."

"Why?" Su Cheng raised his eyes, his eyes were cold: "Since you don't want to take refuge in me, why do you still help me?"

"I don't want to take refuge in your Majesty. This is Wei Lan's loyalty." Wei Lan smiled gently, resting her hand on Su Cheng's cheek, her eyes were full of tenderness: "But I can't see her suffering, this is Wei Lan's love. ."

"Stop talking about such bastards!" Su Cheng jumped into thunder and shouted angrily: "Tell the truth to this king!"

Wei Lan was a little helpless on her face, as she was about to say something, she saw the unbearable anxiety in the eyes of the people in front of her.

His mind was disturbed.

Wei Lan was stunned. She didn't expect Su Cheng to respond to her words. For her, she approached Su Cheng as an admiration because she knew that Su Cheng was a person with no compromise. If he believed in this admiration , Will use this love, so she will use the lie of feeling to approach Su Cheng.

But if Su Cheng wanted to respond to this feeling, it would be a bad thing.

Wei Lan is a romantic person, but she never thought of deliberately betraying someone, playing with someone, trampling on someone's sincerity and feelings, so as long as she finds that the other person is sincere, she will take control of this and withdraw gracefully.

Although the flame in Su Cheng's eyes was small, it was enough to draw Wei Lan's attention. She looked at the other person, and the other person looked at her stubbornly. The young man seemed to be holding on to something in his eyes. As long as she said one more thing, he would be defeated.

Wei Lan took a smile, and sighed after a long time.

"His Majesty, I just don't dare to take refuge in His Majesty, rather than unwilling to take refuge in His Majesty." Wei Lan gave a more believable reason, and said calmly: "Wei Lan has been regarded as a sword by His Majesty. His Majesty thought that His Majesty would Do you let anyone else but the monarch be allowed to submit? If you dare to submit to your Highness, your Highness dare not ask for it? Your Highness underestimates your majesty's abilities too much, but he is very clear about it, so I dare not."

Su Cheng listened quietly, his words let him relax, but a trace of disappointment passed through his eyes. He nodded and said, "This is the reason, I believe it."

Wei Lan nodded and said with a big gift: "I still hope that in the future, if Your Highness is on the throne, I can remember Wei Lan's helping hand today."

Su Cheng didn't speak. After a long time, the voice of the imperial doctor came from outside, and Su Cheng finally nodded, which was considered tacit approval.

The doctors hurried over, and there was nothing wrong with Wei Lan. Wei Lan retired respectfully. Before leaving, Su Cheng suddenly called her: "Wei Shizi," Wei Lan paused, and saw Su Cheng surrounded by people and stars like a moon, his eyes were dim, but he asked: "Does Wei Shizi plan to marry a wife?"

——Do you really like men?

When Wei Lan heard what Su Cheng meant, she couldn't help being a little funny.

This man who seems to have read the dust, is indeed a bit naive. Does she mean she doesn’t like men?

However, now she has made up her mind not to provoke the other party, naturally she will not give the other party any misunderstandings. She smiled and said: "Marrying a wife and having children is natural and logical, so naturally she will marry.

"So." Su Cheng nodded, but smiled: "Then I will send some singers to Changxinhou's Mansion in a few days, so that Wei Shizi will know the taste of a woman first, so as not to rush on the wedding night. it is good."

With that said, Su Cheng looked at Wei Lan's eyes with something secretive. Wei Lan smiled carelessly, her smile arrogantly, if she put it on the street, she didn't know how many incense handkerchiefs could be collected. The maid serving Su Cheng next to her face turned red, and she whispered secretly in her heart-if Wei Shizi is busy on the wedding night, there are not many men in this world who are not in trouble.

But the maids didn't say anything, they just took a peek at Wei Lan, and after watching Wei Lan bow and walk away, did they look back. As soon as Wei Lan stepped out of the palace gate, Su Cheng sneered.

"Wei Shizi looks good?"

He looked up at a court lady who was bandaging her nearby. Hearing such a question, the maid was taken aback for a while, and then she knelt down and kowtow desperately: "The slave deserves to die, the slave is guilty!"

They all knew that these three Highnesses were well-known for their irrational, irrational, and perverted nature, but he hid them very well on weekdays, and these things generally would not go outside the palace. But outside the palace doesn't know, it doesn't mean that these minions don't know. The palace lady was trembling, but Su Cheng just smiled gently.

"With such a small matter, where is the point of immortality?"

His voice made everyone feel relieved. Just as they were about to feel relieved, they heard the other person say again: "Put out her eyes and like to see, then the king will give her eyes to Wei Shizi, let her watch every day!"

As soon as the voice fell, the palace lady fainted in shock. The guards dragged down the fainted person, and Wang Guoliang, who had been used to serving Su Cheng, came up with fascination: "His Royal Highness, what box should I put these eyes in?"

"You lied to her," Su Cheng sneered: "Could it be that this king really sent these nasty eyes to Wei Shizi?! She wanted to be beautiful!"

"Yes," Wang Guoliang nodded, probably knowing Su Cheng's attitude towards Wei Lan, and cautiously said: "Then give a pair of jade, it's a thank you gift to Wei Shizi."

After hearing this, Su Cheng finally felt comfortable. He nodded and said with satisfaction: "Let's take care of it."

When Su Cheng said this, it meant that this matter had to be done well, and that it could be done well, and Wang Guoliang's knowledge and interest continued to answer it.

Xie Zichen was already awake when Wei Lan returned to the house. The palace man lifted the clothes into the room, Xie Zichen knelt in front of the mirror, waiting for Xie Tong to come in and help him comb his hair.

"Where's Xie Tong?" Wei Lan was in a good mood after finishing the business. Xie Zichen gave her a cool glance, and said in a flat tone: "Go and do something."

Thanks to Tong to do things, it must be something ugly.

Wei Lan walked behind Xie Zichen, looked at the indifferent face in the mirror, and said with a gentle voice: "Then Xie Tong is not here, can I comb the hair for the Fourth Young Master Xie?"

Xie Zichen nodded and responded: "Yes."

But if you look closely, you will find Xie Zichen's slightly red ear tips.

Wei Lan didn't notice the slight difference in Xie Zichen, holding on to the wooden comb, she combed Xie Zichen's hair gently and skillfully.

She was originally a daughter of a family of all kinds, but she was extremely proficient in the boudoir pleasures of thrush and combing her hair. She didn't even think about going to tease Xie Zichen, she felt that Xie Zichen needed someone to help her comb her hair, so she came to help, so she moved cleanly and without a half-stretch.

While combing her hair, she said: "These clothes are all ordered by me. Zichen can try them later."

"Ok."

"Zichen's words seem to be exceptionally small today?"

"Things are going well today?" Xie Zichen's voice was a bit erratic, and Wei Lan nodded and said: "Successfully, the attitude of the third majesty to me is much better."

"Of course," Xie Zichen sneered: "If you ask you to save the person, you just lift the other person out of the hall, Wei Lan, are you afraid that you will not die to the third majesty?"

Before she finished speaking, Wei Lan shook her hand and grabbed Xie Zichen's scalp. Xie Zichen looked at it coolly and said, "Why, after the center, are you planning to kill with a comb or simply to retaliate?"

"Zichen, I think you have misunderstood me a bit." Wei Lan sighed, feeling a little headache: "I am not a person who plays with emotions."

"I know." Xie Zichen lifted her hand to prevent her from pulling his hair again, and said calmly: "Every relationship between you is very sincere, but you come very fast and go very fast. That's it."

Wei Lan: "..."

It's been a long time since she felt the feeling of being beaten, she almost forgot Xie Zichen's strength.

Looking at Xie Tong who was running back, Wei Lan felt that she seemed to have a not-so-good future, which was about to come.