Chapter 115 It turns out that he wanted to dress up as a woman
She actually didn't wear any clothes? ! Xuan Lin covered his eyes, but the scene just now lingered for a long time.
My whole body feels hot and my head feels dizzy.
"Sorry, I, I have to take care of it first."
Afraid that he would make a fool of himself if he stayed, Xuan Lin hurriedly dropped this sentence and quickly disappeared into the corridor.
He ran back to the room in one breath, leaned against the door, and touched his pounding heart, looking a little confused.
Although Xuan Lin only wanted to be with one person for the rest of his life, because of his appearance and status, there were always women coming to seduce him.
Whether it's a young lady from an aristocratic family or a spy sent by the royal brothers.
Whether it's dancing or barging into his room naked.
Whether it's a beautiful lady or a charming girl.
Not to mention a reaction, he didn't even want to give it a look.
Why now...
But he felt hot all over, even...
Xuan Lin slapped his forehead hard, but still couldn't capture the scene.
Even clearer.
After holding back for a long time, he still felt agitated. Xuan Lin slowly lowered his hand, and as soon as he touched it, he slapped himself hard.
Xuan Lin, what are you doing? !
Is she someone you can desecrate? ! After half an hour.
When Xuan Lin returned to the veranda, Wen Yunxi was no longer there.
That's okay, if something like that happens, it will inevitably be awkward to meet.
Xuan Lin breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the pavilion.
I wonder what happened to that painting? Changed beyond recognition.
A good painting that uses scenery as a metaphor for people, but the artistic conception has been completely ruined.
Just when Xuan Lin felt sorry, he noticed some small words on the painting.
After taking a closer look, I couldn't help but laugh.
[crumbled into mud, immortalized forever]
He touched the eight words with his fingers, murmured them over and over, and whispered: "It is indeed the rain from heaven."
Xuan Lin carefully put the painting away and held it carefully in his hand.
The drawing paper had no temperature, but he felt hot in the palm of his hand, and the warmth spread to the bottom of his heart.
Warm and sweet.
Wen Yunxi...
With a "pop" sound, the white porcelain cup fell into pieces.
"Wen Yunxi!" Sang Ao gritted his teeth.
The five maids knelt by the pool and buried their heads very low, trying to prevent Sang Ao from noticing them.
With a "bump", the dinner plate was thrown to the wall and the wine was scattered on the floor.
The maids were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe, and their bodies were trembling slightly.
The more Sang Ao thought about it, the angrier he became. If it weren't for Wen Yunxi, how could he have ended up in this situation.
First he hurt his eyes, and then he lost the support of the people due to calculations.
This revenge must be reported! It would be best to capture her and make her into a bottle girl so that she can look at me and smile every day!
Just like she smiled at Xuan Lin.
Let her look at me! Thinking of this, Sang Ao suddenly stood up from the bath, grabbed a maid and pressed her on his leg.
And Xuan Lin.
With an appearance even more beautiful than that of a woman, a sickly man with no strength to restrain himself could not be killed over and over again.
He personally arrested people and was rescued by Wen Yunxi.
He was about to die from the cold poison, but was cured by Wen Yunxi.
There were 300 killers hired with a lot of money, but they didn't do anything to him, and they didn't even kill his bodyguards.
What a fate! His father was also deceived and would not take action against Xuan Lin himself no matter what, and even strictly prohibited them from doing so.
Maybe he should really listen to Mr. Lin's suggestion.
But if this happens, his father will be furious again. If he could have ignored it before, the situation is different now. He has lost the support of the people, and his fourth brother is watching eagerly.
It's too dangerous to do things behind your father's back.
"Wen Yunxi!" Sang Ao gritted his teeth again.
But a woman!
She's just a woman from the Central Plains who was exiled!
But it’s a bit pretty! Sang Ao thought of Wen Yunxi's slender and tall figure, fair and translucent skin, and those bright and clear eyes. "What are you doing standing around, come here!"
A fire lit up in Sang Ao's heart, which made his mouth dry and his tongue unbearable.
"Go away, you useless thing!"
Even if he was served by five people, the fire could not be extinguished.
The maid hit the wall and then fell down against the wall. Blood flowed from her forehead and tears ran down her face.
Sang Ao was stunned for a moment and waved: "Come here, cover your face and continue crying."
The maid bit her lip, picked up a kerchief from the scattered clothes, covered her face, and slowly crawled back.
"Cry, keep crying, cry more miserably."
As soon as she finished speaking, the maid began to cry, tears rolling down her almond-shaped eyes.
Sang Ao watched carefully, his brows furrowing more and more as he watched. He grabbed the maid's arm and raised it in front of him, staring into her eyes carefully.
The shape of the eyes is quite similar, but the pupils are not dark enough and not as flexible as Wen Yunxi.
Not her.
Far inferior to her.
Sang Ao continued to press the maid on his legs, which was better than nothing.
……
"Your Majesty? Do you really want this painting to be framed?"
Manager Liu stood outside Xuan Lin's residence, looking at the strange painting in his hand, his face full of surprise.
He has followed Xuan Lin for many years and knows that Xuan Lin has high attainments in calligraphy and painting, and is a good connoisseur of calligraphy and painting. He has made a lot of money by selling calligraphy and painting.
But for the pair he had, he wouldn't give it away to anyone, even if it didn't sound nice. Xuan Lin actually asked him to use the best mounting materials.
Either Xuan Lin said it wrong, or he heard it wrong.
How can it be!
"Yes, you heard that right."
"This..." Manager Liu wanted to say a few more words, but when he met Xuan Lin's eyes, he quickly changed his words, "I'll do it right away."
Although the mounting materials are expensive, if the prince is determined to do it, then he will obey his orders.
"Wait a minute, send someone to buy five sets of women's clothes. Make sure they are complete and choose the most expensive fabrics."
"Ah?" Manager Liu paused and turned to look at Xuan Lin in disbelief.
"Your Majesty, my cousin should have brought enough clothes."
The material Yan Qingshu was wearing was known to Manager Liu as the most expensive Tianyun gauze, which was extremely difficult to buy even in the Imperial City, let alone Lanzhou.
How could it be possible to wear ordinary materials like Lanzhou?
Regardless of whether Yan Qingshu wears clothes or not, it is inappropriate to give him clothes.
"My lord, if you don't care about your cousin, it's best to ignore her, let alone give her anything."
Although he has no experience, he has walked more bridges than Xuan Lin. He has seen all kinds of crazy men and resentful women in these years, so he can understand this.
A pampered girl like Yan Qingshu will always give up on her own as long as she ignores him, but she must not give her hope, otherwise she will think that the prince is playing hard to get and will entangle him even tighter.
"If you don't give it to her, just ask someone to buy it."
Xuan Lin couldn't explain it. Wen Yunxi was here in disguise. She always had her own motives. There were spies in the village, so it was best to hide it even from Manager Liu.
"But here, our cousin only wears women's clothing."
The only women in the village were Yan Qingshu and her two maids.
If you don't send Yan Qing a letter, could you give it to her two maids? It's even more impossible.
Xuan Lin couldn't explain it. He mentioned women's clothing repeatedly, and the scene inevitably came to mind again, and he couldn't help but feel irritable.
"Just buy it if you are told, don't be nagging."
Seeing Xuan Lin turn around and leave, Manager Liu chased after him and asked, "What size should I buy?"
"Sizes... buy every size."
Xuan Lin was familiar with Wen Yunxi and knew her size very well, but in order not to expose Wen Yunxi, he had to say so.
Manager Liu was confused at first, and then suddenly realized.
No wonder the prince is so vague and secretive.
It turned out that he wanted to wear it himself.
"Ahem, Your Majesty, why don't I buy some beautiful maids and bring them back."
A 17-year-old boy is a time of abundance.
It’s not okay to hold it in all the time.
Look at how much this kid is holding in, he wants to wear women's clothes.
(End of this chapter)