Because Wufu had automatically confessed that the veil was hers, Chen Danxia could not act like a scoundrel, so he didn't want the veil to leave directly, so he could only hold his breath and follow Gao Feng up the mountain. He was angry and held his eyes and held her Wufu, wishing he could poke the girl who was quick-mouthed to death with an arrow.

Wufu didn't pay attention to her master's eyes and asked in a low voice: "Miss, can you still walk? Why don't you let the prince carry you up the mountain?"

"Shut up." Chen Danxia said with regret. She was already very annoyed by Gao Yan's trip. Besides, she was not familiar with Gao Yan, so she couldn't ask him to hug him. What puzzled her the most was why Gao Yan had to follow her to the top of the mountain. She didn't believe what he said was that going up the mountain alone was too quiet and boring. Gao Qiyuan, who was standing beside him, was not a mute. She had heard them talk before, "I shouldn't have brought you here today."

Wufu felt her master's anger now and shut his mouth honestly.

Gao Yan heard the conversation between the master and servant and looked back, and saw Chen Danxia bulging his face with a little bun, like a furry little cat, with thin lips raised, and a faint smile appeared in his narrow eyes. Even if Chen Muke was useless, this interesting little girl was worth his attention, not to mention that Chen Muke still had some ability, and he was promoted in more than a year as a magistrate of Tanzhou, although this promotion was a bit strange.

"Little fat boy, this prince is a little tired and I will take you for a while." Gao Qiyuan said kindly.

Chen Danxia took a deep breath and said, "No, I can move." Can this dead duck man call her little fat boy?

Gao Yan saw Chen Danxia's fair little face flushed, his forehead was covered with thin sweat, and he curled up the corner of his mouth on his left. The stubborn little girl was so stalking that she could last.

The four of them continued to climb up without having to walk on the mud road. Gao Qiyuan started to recite poems easily, "After getting drunk all day long, I suddenly heard that spring had been hard to climb the mountain. Because I met a monk's words in the bamboo courtyard, I had to spend half a day of leisure in my life."

Chen Danxia did not have this leisure and elegance. She lowered her head and counted the bluestone slabs on the ground, "...126,127,128..." If she was exhausted, she would definitely go to the King of Hell to report the Prince Anping's case, let Hei Bai Wuchang hook his soul, and then penetrated into the eighteen levels of hell, so that he would never be born.

Gao Yan didn't know that Chen Danxia was extremely resentful, so he looked back at her. After walking so far, the little girl was quite stubborn before she could open her mouth to hug her.

Chen Danxia was panting, and followed Gao Yang and Gao Qiyuan with sweat on his head and climbed to the top of the rockery, collapsed in Wufu's arms, who were also breathing heavily, with his eyes wide open. Fortunately, the girls' attention was attracted by the group of miserable green boys, and they were sitting and joking, not paying attention to them, otherwise Chen Danxia would have been covered with arrows.

Gao Jing and Gao Qiyuan walked over, and everyone stood up to greet the two of them. Gao Jing said with a gentle look on his face: "No need to be polite."

Everyone gave up the middle position to the two of them. Gao Jing and Gao Qiyuan did not refuse, so they counted their identities as the most valuable. Gao Qiyuan sat down and said, "What were you talking about before? Keep saying, don't say it just because we come here."

"Yes, don't let us disturb your interest." Gao Jing smiled.

"We're just chatting." Xu Luo said with a pretty face red.

Chen Danxia was looking over there with relish, and suddenly his eyes were covered by a piece of bean green. He looked up and saw a face that was bewildering all living beings. He happily called out: "Brother Lang!"

Xu Lang bent down and stretched out his hand, naturally hugged Chen Danxia. She saw that her breath was unstable, she frowned slightly, and asked, "Xiao Jiumei, why did you get up?" The rockery said whether it was high or low, and it was very difficult to have a girl of five or six years old climb up by herself.

Chen Danxia hugged his neck, put his mouth against his ear, and complained to him, "I had already gone down the mountain, it was the Prince of Anping. He picked up the veil I dropped and insisted that I go to the top of the mountain with him before returning it to me. I followed him up the mountain, but he didn't keep his word and didn't give it to me with the veil. He was a bad guy, a big bad guy."

Xu Lang narrowed his eyes and gently patted her tender back, "Let's go find him."

Chen Danxia shook his head and said, "Brother Lang, don't go there, don't go there." He didn't want Xu Lang to offend Gao Yan, so she looked for the opportunity to ask Gao Yan for it.

Xu Lang didn't listen to her and hugged her over, "Prince Anping, please speak." Although Chen Danxia is young, Xu Lang, who is as careful as dust, still cared about her reputation and did not care about Gao Yan's handkerchief in front of everyone.

Gao Feng looked at Chen Danxia in Xu Lang's arms, his eyes flashed slightly.

"Sister Nine, why are you here? Didn't you say you're waiting for us at the foot of the mountain?"

"Sister Ninth, how can you let the outsider hold you? What a good thing? Why don't you get out of here soon!"

Chen Danqi and Shen Danqi spoke at the same time, one was a concerned question and the other was a dissatisfied accusation. Xu Lang closed his arms, hugged the little man in his arms, and his eyes swept coldly towards Chen Danqi.

Chen Danxia was tired of walking, her legs were weak and weak. She was feeling comfortable in Xu Lang's arms. She ignored Chen Danqi's words. She was thinking about how to lie and answer her second sister's question. To be honest, she was afraid that Gao Yanqiu would settle the score later.

Those who watched the show were not serious. Zhao Chengzhi suddenly interrupted, "Little Jiumei, Xu Lang wants to talk to Prince Anping, Brother Zhao hugs you."

Chen Danxia immediately felt a fierce look at her, and there was no need to look for it. Chen Danxia knew who it was. Dong Liluo was alone in the boudoir school and shot her with her eyes. She didn't want to add another one, twist her body, bury her head on Xu Lang's shoulder, and ignore Zhao Chengzhi's hand that came out.

Just then, the brothers Shen Bomi, who were sitting a little far away, had already come over, "Sister."

"Second brother, third brother." Chen Danxia heard the familiar voice, raised his head, stretched out his two little arms, "Second brother hugs."

Xu Lang tightened his hands tightly, then slowly loosened, handed Chen Danxia to Shen Bomi, looked at Gao Jing and said, "Prince, please."

Gao Feng curled his lips, "Sister Xu, please."

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Note: Gao Qiyuan's poem is "Climbing the Mountain" written by Li She of the Tang and Five Dynasties, and is borrowed here.
Chapter completed!