Quickly wear the big guy, she's beautiful and flirtatious

Chapter 37 Report to the Crown Prince, the Crown Princess hanged herself again (37)

Tianshu was preparing to tell this vixen about the three obediences and four virtues of a woman, and the system immediately detected the whereabouts of the male lead.

Tianshu had no choice but to change his words: 【Your protagonist is back. 】

Lin Lang immediately stood up, straightened her appearance, walked to the bookshelf, and solemnly picked up the bamboo slips.

The study door opened with a "squeak", and Zhao Huaijin walked in.

Xu did not expect Lin Lang to appear here, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Why are you here?"

Lin Lang put down the bamboo slips in his hand, Shi Shiran smiled and said, "I'm waiting for Your Highness."

Zhao Huaijin paused for a moment, then walked towards the desk, leaving only her back: "What's the matter?"

Lin Lang smacked her lips behind him.

This tone.

It seems that the jealousy has not gone down.

She lowered her head in embarrassment, and hesitated slightly: "Um...Your Highness, did Lin Lang get drunk last night..."

Zhao Huaijin paused again while holding the pen, and gave a faint "hmm".

Lin Lang leaned forward: "I heard from Xiao Cui and the others that His Highness sent Lin Lang back last night. Lin Lang must have caused His Highness a lot of trouble, right?"

"No."

Zhao Huaijin wrote carefully, his handwriting was as delicate and beautiful as a human's.

He seems to have a penchant for wearing black, and today is no exception.

Dressed in a black dark-pattern robe and a black crown on his head, he looked serious and steady.

But his appearance is exactly the opposite.

The eyebrows and eyebrows are very gentle, and the long eyelashes are like a fan. If he is wearing a white dress, he must be the unparalleled young man holding a folding fan in his hand.

But fortunately, she saw his ascetic appearance in white clothes last night.

Linlang moved closer and sniffed the pleasant scent of sandalwood on his body: "Linlang came today to thank His Highness for taking care of him last night."

As he spoke, he pushed the white fungus soup on the side to Zhao Huaijin: "This is the white fungus soup that Lin Lang asked the kitchen to make specially. Your Highness must be very tired when you come back from the court meeting. Drink something to relieve fatigue."

【Bah, you obviously can't drink this. 】Tianshu ruthlessly complained.

"Hmph, this is called making the best use of everything. If this bowl of white fungus soup can coax little Jinjin well, it can be regarded as its good fortune."

Zhao Huaijin finally put down his pen, but instead of serving the bowl of white fungus soup, he looked at Lin Lang and said helplessly, "Didn't the people below tell you?"

Lin Lang blinked her peachy eyes: "What are you talking about?"

"You can't eat in the study."

this……

No one really told her.

[It's not because your face is so smelly in the morning, no one dares to approach you. 】Tianshu complained again.

"Where is it? I'm so approachable and amiable."

Pull it down.

This vixen probably forgot that when she first came to this plane, she scared the two strong men into fools.

Lin Lang bit her lips guiltily: "I... I'm sorry Your Highness, Lin Lang just wanted to let His Highness taste this white fungus soup, I don't know there is such a rule..."

She lowered her head, tears welling in her eyes. From Zhao Huaijin's perspective, she could just see her extremely aggrieved expression.

Zhao Huaijin thought she was being too fierce, and quickly explained: "It's okay, just pay attention next time, this white fungus soup is nothing."

Fortunately, sandalwood was burned in the study, covering the smell of the fresh shrimp porridge she just drank.

Lin Lang picked up the white fungus soup: "Then Lin Lang will take it away now."

As soon as she turned around, Zhao Huaijin coughed.

Lin Lang heard his magnetic voice coming from behind: "No need, let's put it here first."

The corners of Linlang's mouth raised uncontrollably, quite proudly.

But after turning around, he immediately changed a puzzled expression: "Why do you keep this white fungus soup outside the temple? It's cold."

"It's nothing, you put it here, and let Chaying take care of it later."

　Chasing Shadow pushed the door open and saw His Highness the Crown Prince eating a bowl of white fungus soup, enjoying himself.

　　Chasing Shadow: "Your Highness, Your Highness, aren't you forbidden to eat in the study?"

　　Zhao Huaijin: "Really? Did the king say that? You must have heard it wrong."

　　Chasing Shadow: Woohoo, I heard you right, last time I ate a plum in the study, and you were punished by copying the "Disciple Regulations" ten times.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)