He couldn't sleep all night. When it was almost dawn, Nalan Wan fell asleep lightly. After half a day and the rain finally stopped. When the sky was light, Ye Shurui stopped at the gate of the general's mansion in his four-wheeled carriage, which was the only one in the capital, and went to inform Miss Nalan that it was time to set off for Furong Garden in the suburbs of Beijing.

Nalan Wan was not in the mood to go to the Furong Poetry Festival at this time, so she sent Jiufeng to the door of the mansion to sue, saying that it was damp again on the rainy day and his body was a little heavier. He had to break the appointment and could not go to Furong Garden. He also hoped that the prince would atone for his sins, etc. If the prince did not forgive him, just say whatever he wanted.

This is...I am about to tear my face apart, but I am not afraid of him exposing her trick of pretending to be sick? Ye Shurui did not show up, but only said lightly in the carriage: "Go and tell your lady that if she doesn't come out, after a stick of incense, I will have a way to catch her in her boudoir."

Jiufeng couldn't imagine what the playboy prince looked like at the moment. She had always been solemn and serious, and didn't know how to reply to these tyrannical words. Just by speaking, you can tell that the playboy prince was not in a good mood at the moment and hurried back to the evening garden to report.

Nalan got up with anger on her face, and she knew that Ye Shurui, the plague god, was not that easy to deal with. She also believed that this rascal would break into her boudoir despite worldly etiquette and just pretend to pay off her debts. After today, there would be nothing to do with it.

When Nalan Wan stepped out of the room, she cursed her in her heart. It was already early in summer, but looking at the dark scenery around her, how early it was! She was sure that Ye Shurui must have done it on purpose.

She was not wrong, Ye Shurui did it on purpose. A few days ago, he was inexplicably resigned from the marriage. Although it was not spread, he was greatly injured. Not long after, Prince Mingzhao learned about the engagement between the two families from somewhere, so he went to the Jinwang Mansion to beat him up, and the humiliation rose a lot.

After suppressing the trouble of Nalan Wan for several days, he came to disturb her Qingmeng early in the morning. He had to settle the accounts with her slowly!

Nalan Wan came to the general's mansion in a daze. The street was so quiet that the cicadas could be heard. Look left and right, and only saw a lonely and luxurious four-wheeled carriage in front of the empty mansion. He said in confusion: "Uncle Yun, where is my carriage?"

Uncle Yun, the housekeeper, was very energetic. His Highness King Jin came to pick up the lady in person. Is it a good thing to be near? So Uncle Yun decided to add some oil and vinegar, so he said in a difficult way: "Miss, I don't know that you are going out today, so I didn't prepare a carriage. It's still early, and the drivers in the mansion have not yet started work. What should I do? I wonder if I can use His Highness King Jin's carriage for use?"

After hearing what Uncle Yun said, Nalan Wan remembered that she didn't take this matter seriously at all and never told her that she would go out today. The Furong Poetry Festival has always been held in Furong Garden in the suburbs of Beijing. If she didn't ride a carriage, she could only ride a horse. She didn't want to be ashes and sweat all day long before dawn.

He glared at Ye Shurui's luxurious carriage and asked listlessly: "I wonder if my daughter has the honor to ride the same car with the prince?"

Ye Shurui in the carriage was slightly stunned. He thought that the Nalan girl would not want to get on his carriage even if she was beaten to death. He lifted the curtains and revealed a bright and bright face, but there was an evil smile on his face, "Walking with the beauty, I dare not ask for help, I am sure I wish."

Nalan Changtian rolled her eyes and walked towards Ye Shurui's carriage and said, "Nine Phoenixes stay, Lingyu will go with me." After the words came, the man jumped onto the Huanghuali wooden carriage neatly. Ye Shurui leaned against the wall of the carriage and saw that she jumped up at the moment, which was quite light. It was impossible for a person who had been sick for a long time to complete. At this moment, the long-term suspicion had an answer.

"What do you mean?" Nalan Wan just sat down when she heard the angry voice of the carriage.

"No one is allowed to get on the car." On the carriage, the young man in black dress kept his eyebrows down, his face with a strong contour appeared, and his slight stubborn stubbornness added a hint of roughness to him.

"You..." Ling Yu was speechless and wanted to get on the carriage, but the man stood in front of him like a mountain. Before Nalan agreed, Ling Yu dared not act too rashly.

In the carriage, Nalan Wan saw Ye Shurui looking at him with a proud look, as if she was waiting for her to speak nice things, and suddenly she was a little discouraged.

There was no one related to him anymore, so why did she and him feel angry? Now that the marriage has also left, she has promised to go through this journey, so there is no need to have anything to do with this person anymore. Besides, today's poetry meeting was originally a gentle scene, and many nobles have to go there, so there is no need to worry about safety.

"Forget it, since that's the case, there's no need to go to Lingyu." Nalan Wan yawned, turned a blind eye to the luxury in the carriage, and said in a sleepy way. "I'll borrow the prince's carriage and sleep for a while, and ask the prince to do it."

After saying that, she ignored Ye Shurui's answer or not, and lay down on the other side of the car wall. Anyway, Ye Shurui's carriage was very big, so she didn't take up much space when she lay down. She slowly closed her eyes and ignored Ye Shurui at all.

Lingyu watched Huanghualimu's four-wheeled carriage gradually drift away. Before he could spit out the words in his throat, the young driver in black had already waved his whip and drove away.

On the carriage, Ye Shurui looked at Nalan Wan with a stunned look on his face. What about her obedience? What about her cowardice? What about her knowledgeable and reasonableness? Do you want them all? Is the girl from the Nalan family who took off her coat so unscrupulous and arrogant? I thought she was already arrogant and domineering enough. Except for His Majesty the Emperor, who dared to be so arrogant in front of him!

Nalan Wan's crazy behavior was not domineering at all, or even casual, just like the person in front of her was just an insignificant passerby, and like the person in front of her was an old friend who had been with her for many years and was relaxing... In short, Ye Shurui was ignored by gorgeously for the first time in his life, and this feeling was very bad.

"Hey—" Ye Shurui called her, he didn't come to see her sleep.

Nalan didn't move for a moment, and his breathing frequency did not change for a moment.

"Hey, wake up." Qi Er was reluctant to leave, and he shouldn't be like this now. Ye Shurui was a little confused and kicked her.

"Don't quarrel, let me sleep for a while, and call me again." Nalan Wan stretched out her hand and waved it unconsciously. She was really sleepy. She had almost never sleeped all night last night, and she efficiently arranged a lot of things. She was called up by this guy just as soon as she lay down. She made up her mind to make up her sleep in the carriage at the beginning, but she didn't expect to ride the same carriage with this guy. If she had known that he was so noisy, she would have waited for her carriage to be loaded before leaving.

Ye Shurui was originally a little angry, who dared to be so rude to him? He picked up the pillow beside him and was about to smash it at Nalan Wan. He happened to see that she was blue and black at the moment, and obviously she was not resting well. Looking at her face with a slight tired look, her face was not as pale as she looked at the birthday party, but she also revealed a little tired look, which had nothing to do with the healthy rosy. The fire she wanted to get seemed to have encountered water and was gradually extinguished.

After a long time of silence, Ye Shurui pulled back his hand that was leaning against the pillow, opened the secret compartment and took out a thin blanket, threw it on Nalan Wan without any gentleness, and said casually: "Cover it, I'm not responsible for catching a cold."

The thin blanket that came from his head covered his head, and the slightly light but lasting clear and clean breath came through the thin blanket. The plain hand, who originally wanted to lift the thin blanket to the side, paused when he heard the hateful sound, and then pulled it over and covered himself. As long as this person didn't come to disturb her sleep, there was no need to ask for too much else.

It has to be said that the four-wheeled carriage is much more stable than the ordinary official carriage. With Ye Shurui's usual luxury, the carriage is actually covered with a layer of soft white tiger skin, and another layer of ice silk padding is laid on the white tiger skin. Due to the hot weather, an ice bucket is placed in the mezzanine of the carriage, making the temperature of the carriage cool and comfortable.

Nalan Wan curled her lips and felt like she was returning to a modern air-conditioned room. This guy was indeed a standard playboy and could really enjoy it. Thinking of this, she had really fallen asleep before the carriage had taken a few steps, and her shallow breathing seemed particularly clear in the quiet carriage.

Ye Shurui seemed to have never expected that Nalan Wan would really sleep in his car. She originally thought that she was just an excuse to be too lazy to pay attention to him, so wouldn't she be afraid that he would sell her?

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