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The laurel trees are withered and the east wind is howling.

Ling Zihan hugged the heater and walked side by side with Xuanyuan Huang on the gravel road leading to the Imperial Garden, whispering.

Kiss me, my appearance makes others envious.

But the palace servants passing by saw them from a distance, and they all hurriedly knelt down to say hello. They didn't dare to raise their heads or say anything until they left. They turned around and left. In that situation, they seemed to be worse than lepers.

horrible.

Fortunately, they have long been used to it and don't care.

They continued on their way and continued talking.

"You, my cousin, are very blessed."

"How do you say that?" Xuanyuan Huang looked at Ling Zihan's fox-like smile, and unconsciously glanced at the white fox on her shoulder. Suddenly, the two pairs of eyes seemed to overlap, which made him stunned. He then shook his head slightly,

Laugh at yourself

Confused. He stretched out his hand and gently scraped the bridge of Ling Zihan's nose, "You jealous little person, I have explained it clearly. You will never be jealous because of that woman! Be careful not to damage your teeth because of the soreness, or it may damage your stomach."

It’s hurt.”

Ling Zihan curled her lips and hummed: "Where did I go? I just feel that the way my father looks at your cousin is very different. No, it should be said that the way your cousin looks at your father is different from the way he looks at you.

"It's completely different." That look, like admiration, is often seen when brothel girls meet their beloved patrons. Thinking about it this time, the imperial concubine may have shot herself in the foot.

After pondering for a moment, Xuanyuan Huang gently pressed Ling Zihan's lips with his index finger, and motioned her to be silent with his eyes: "This is an imperial palace, not a royal palace, so don't say anything if you guess." After saying that, he let go of his hand.

, and pointed in the direction of the imperial garden greenhouse, "Go over there and have a look. There is the Baicao Garden, which contains many rare Chinese medicines and spices, which you will definitely like."

Ling Zihan also understood the principle of walls having ears and wires in the palace. She had no objection. She looked around casually and followed Xuanyuan Huang to the greenhouse. But before they could enter, she was called by a voice.

It felt crisp, very familiar, and vaguely arrogant.

"**, Ling**!" Seeing that she ignored him, the voice rose higher, almost shouting out her name at the top of his lungs, and ordered arrogantly - "Ling Zihan, please give me a

Master, stop!"

"I won't stand, you little brat!"

Ling Zihan grabbed a flower pot and threw it behind her.

The young man behind him was quite agile, and he shrank behind the accompanying eunuch. After the eunuch who had been hit by him fainted from pain, the young man poked his head out, but this time he hid behind a female official.

Behind him, Ling Zihan was glaring angrily, but the anger was only on the surface, and there was still a mischievous smile in his eyes.

He made a face and said, "You can't hit me, hehe."

"Come out if you can."

"You think I'm stupid, I'll go out and let you smash it." The young man made a face, winked at the little palace maid next to him, and muttered, "Why don't you send the things to sir? You are so clumsy. I really don't know what I am doing."

How did I fall in love with you, an idiot, in the first place!"

The little palace maid was so frightened that she shrank and looked down at the completely collapsed eunuch lying at her feet. She looked up at Ling Zihan and the prince next to her who was even more terrifying than her master.

, thinking that if she stretched out her head and retracted her head, she would die anyway, so it would be better to get over it happily. With such "encouragement", she dared to move forward, although she was still a little shaky and trembling.

When the little palace maid came to Ling Zihan's feet, she was a little out of her mind. She even forgot to bow and stood in front of her with a funny expression. But after taking a closer look, Ling Zihan remembered this little girl. It turned out that

, she was the girl who was with Ling Zihan and dragged around by him when he first met Xuanyuan Hehe.

"So it's you, that kid isn't bullying you, is he?"

Ling Zihan smiled gently, lowered her head and bent over, touching the little palace maid's hair.

The little palace maid shrank her neck in fright, and shook her head quickly. The head was like a rattle, and she almost shook her head off.

Seeing this, Ling Zihan retracted her hand, but the young man standing in the distance quickly stepped forward, grabbed the tray from the palace maid's hand, handed it to Ling Zihan, glared at the little palace maid hatefully, and muttered something

, "You useless little piece of trash, you can't even give me anything! It's such a disgrace to me."

"Xuanyuan Konghe, have you forgotten what I taught you again?" Ling Zihan asked lightly, raising her eyebrows slightly and staring at Xuanyuan Konghe's fair and tender face with a smile.

Her pure gaze was extremely clear, with a little hidden lust, like sparks. The moment she looked into his eyes, the fire flew everywhere.

Xuanyuan Jihe was really afraid of Ling Zihan showing such a look, and he didn't dare to talk back to her again, so he threw a square brocade silk bag on the tray to Ling Zihan and hummed, "My father, give it to me

Yours, it's snowing and it's cold. I guess you didn't bring any clothes, so I asked you to put this on to keep warm. I also asked me to give Uncle Jiu a reminder, saying that warm hands and heart are not as practical as body warmth.

.”

The prince gave it to him?

Ling Zihan pinched the corner of the cloth bag as if holding a hot potato. She tried shaking it, and the "bag" actually opened. No, it should be said that this was not a bag at all, but a quilt.

A cloak folded into tofu blocks. No wonder it is put on rather than worn.

But what he said was a little weird. It's not as good as the body to warm the heart and the hands... It sounded very ambiguous and made people think about it. But Ling Zihan's thoughts did not fall into the category that the prince wanted.

It can be said that it is too far off track.

However, no matter how much I don’t want it, I still have to thank you for the favor.

Ling Zihan looked at the little kid who was only as tall as her chest, stretched out her hand to touch his head and said, "Then please help me to thank the prince." As she said this, she did not put on her cloak.

You know, the hand still holding her waist has been tightened by the presence of the cloak. If she puts it on, why not give her the two halves?!

Turning her eyes, she simply shook off the cloak, plucked the beautiful fluff on the collar, took out two silk belts, and put them on Xuanyuan Dunhe, whose nose was slightly red due to the wind. Then she put it on.

Squatting down, Xuanyuan Huang also released his hands from her waist.

"Hey, it's not cold, so you better put it on!" Ling Zihan squatted half-crouched, put the hand stove on her knees, passed the slender white fingers of her hands through the ribbon, and soon made a beautiful tassel, and tied it

The cloak was firmly fixed, but the back hem was a bit long. She looked at it, took off a few thin U-shaped hairpins from her head, and bent the hairpins with a very light movement.

Ran

Then he folded the back of the cloak a few times and fixed it with a bent hairpin. Only the small silver circles were exposed, which looked like they were left on purpose. They looked pretty good. "That's it, let's look at you everywhere.

I'm running around, my nose is red from the cold. Let me tell you, starting tomorrow, you have to teach me. In my class, students are never allowed to ask for sick leave. Even if you are so feverish that you are going crazy, you still have to teach me.

go!"

With a "pop" sound, Ling Zihan slapped Xuanyuan Dunhe's face with both palms. He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up, but his eye circles were slightly red.

"Hey, don't cry. Maybe your difficult mother-in-law thinks I've bullied you!"

Xuanyuan Kunhe, who had always been a "tough guy" who loved to show off his talents in front of her, had this red eye, which made Ling Zihan feel a little at a loss. She didn't know how to treat him, and she thought to herself, this guy won't hit him again.

What a bad idea!

"Hmph, how can any of the cursed students get sick? Young master, I am alive and kicking, and...as healthy as my ninth uncle!" Raising his chin, Xuanyuan Hehe returned to his proud posture, and Ling Zihan turned white.

He glanced at it, waved his hand impatiently, and turned around

Go. But in the darkness with his back turned, he stretched out his hand to tighten his cloak, and a childish smile of satisfaction appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he still said nonchalantly, "Don't think that if you treat me better, I won't make trouble for you. Ling

Zihan, our account is not over yet!"

Ling Zihan shrugged, with a helpless smile on her lips. She turned to look at Xuanyuan Huang, narrowed her eyes, gave him a sweet smile, and said lightly, "It's easy to say, our accounts are indeed not settled yet."

Well. I will go to class tomorrow and check the first six chapters of the four volumes of General History."

After saying that, she took Xuanyuan Huang's hand, winked playfully at the dazed little palace maid standing next to her, and left. Xuanyuan Hehe, who was left behind, turned around at that time and looked at

As Ling Zihan left her back, her hands covered her cheeks, and the warmth still remained on them.

It seems that the bright smile should still be in my heart. As time goes by, the ****, half-smiling eyes seem not as scary as the mother-in-law said, but it makes him even more pure. Compared with the mother-in-law’s nagging, he

He likes Ling Zihan more. Even if it's tit-for-tat every day, he still likes her very much.

Probably because of this feeling... Xuanyuan Konghe watched the pair of figures disappear, and put down the hand covering his cheek. He looked down at the palm of his hand, curled his fingers slightly and then let go. Repeated several times, he lowered his head

He murmured, "It's very warm, warmer than my mother-in-law..."

*

In the Baicao Garden, Ling Zihan looked at the rare and exotic Chinese medicines and spices, looking very attentive, but her thoughts made it clear that she was no longer interested. Occasionally, she was stunned, and even Xuanyuan Huang called her, but she didn't hear it for a long time.

Only then did he react.

"Qingqing, why are you always looking at this thing in a daze?" What she was looking at was a very common herbal medicine called Platycodon grandiflorum, which is a good medicine for clearing away heat and detoxifying.

"Nothing, I just think this thing is strange. It is obviously not precious, but it is planted here." Ling Zihan stretched out her hand to hold up the branches and leaves, with a smile on her lips, but her eyes gradually became a bit solemn, which made her feel uncomfortable.

People felt a little confused when they saw it. "This thing can be bought in a drugstore for a few copper coins per pound. What's so strange about it?"

"Father, I really like this." Xuanyuan Huang didn't do much research on herbal medicine, so he didn't care. Seeing Ling Zihan's interest and listening to her explanation, he answered her questions. After a pause, he

As if he remembered something again, he added, "The Queen Mother, I also like it very much."

"Make tea?" Ling Zihan smiled playfully, her voice raised a little, and it sounded strange and sinister. It didn't sound like she was joking, but more like telling another cold joke.

Xuanyuan Huang shook his head. He wanted to laugh, but looking at Ling Zihan's expression, he couldn't laugh. He couldn't help but look at her warily and frowned slightly.

"Are you..."

"No, it's nothing, I just feel a little strange." Ling Zihan took out a navy blue brocade handkerchief from her sleeve that was obviously wrapped with something. There were fine gold and silver threads on it, which seemed to be decorated with a pattern. And the gold and silver threads

The embroidery thread between the threads is not ordinary. It is peacock hair. You can tell it by touching it. "Look, the Queen Mother gave this to me."
To be continued...