Ruan Yun and Ruan Tang were talking, and the little prince was back from his post.

There was also a man who was much taller than him, wearing a purple black collared cloak, gorgeous clothes, noble all over his body, and even more outstanding in appearance.

In this world, not to mention the young Ruan Yun, even the fifth young master Song Jinyu, whom he met in the Duke of Wei’s Mansion, was also like Qiuyue. The little prince and the prince were both handsome and handsome.

But this young man is like a high sun in the clouds.

He fought against the light, as if a banished immortal had fallen into the mortal world.

Ruan Tang subconsciously glanced at him a few more times.

At the same time, the man entering the door was also staring at Ruan Tang.

Because I was sitting in the yard, in addition to the usual skirt, I was wearing a cloak made of white fox fur. The fur on the collar swung gently under the wind, which looked very interesting.

The fox skin is snow-white, but it is not as good as a woman's skin color.

And those pair of lively peach blossom eyes caught the man's heart in an instant.

The man's eyes were too hot, and Ruan Tang suddenly realized.

She lowered her head, but found that Ruan Yun was staring at the other person in a daze. She patted Ruan Yun on the shoulder and was about to remind him something when she heard the man speak: "Is this Mr. Ruan's children?"

"Sister!" The little prince greeted Ruan Tang first and explained, "Yes, the Duke of Wei's mansion is too bullying, and the siblings are lonely and helpless. The father and mother took the lead and brought them back to the royal palace. From now on, I will have younger brothers and sisters."

As soon as he finished speaking, the beautiful sword eyebrows of the young man beside him frowned.

The little prince didn't notice it, and asked, "Uncle Seventeen, do you also think the arrangements between my father and mother are very appropriate?"

After the words came, the man replied only two words.

inappropriate!

"Isn't it appropriate?" The little prince felt a little confused. What's wrong with Uncle Seventeen? Why is it inappropriate?

Moreover, his younger brother and sister are all here, and they are not deaf. His words "inappropriate" must have been heard. The two of them were originally sensitive to being bullied by others, but what should they do if they hurt their hearts?

What the little prince fears most is not his father and the present, but the seventeenth uncle in front of him.

He couldn't help but defend himself: "Why is it inappropriate? Uncle Seventeen, you don't know what happened. This is the best way my father and mother can think of..."

"I'll lose my companion."

Before the little prince finished speaking, he saw the person next to him leaving, and immediately became anxious: "Uncle Seventeen, didn't you say that you had nothing to do? Why is there something wrong again? Don't lie to me..."

No matter how he shouted, the other party didn't look back.

The little prince was immediately embarrassed and worried. When he turned around, he met Ruan Yun with a ignorant look and Ruan Tang with a smile on his face.

He felt a little guilty again.

"Ruan Tang, Yun'er, how long have you been up? Why have you been sitting in the yard? Isn't it cold?"

Ruan Tang and Ruan Yun both pointed to the warm hand stove and said they were not cold.

Seeing the two of them being well-behaved, the little prince scratched his head and became more and more guilty: "It was the Seventeenth Prince just now. He has been a little weird since childhood, but I can guarantee that his words just now were not malicious, so you must not take them to heart."

Although he was defending Uncle Seventeen and reconciling Ruan Tang's siblings, he had already scolded Uncle Seventeen countless times in his heart.

Uncle Seventeen is too much!

He was brought to the mansion to show off that he had a younger brother and sister, but Uncle Seventeen only said "inappropriate" and left without even saying hello to Ruan Tang.

In the eyes of Ruan Tang, who had just entered the mansion, wouldn’t it be that Uncle Seventeen disliked them?
Chapter completed!