After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

There was a hint of surprise in Song Zhao's eyes.

Yes.

It must be her.

Thinking about how he never saw anyone in the Marquis' Mansion these days, he thought Pu Ran had left, but he never expected that she had entered the palace and become a princess.

Now the prince asked him if he was willing to stay with the princess, and Song Zhao showed some hesitation for the first time in his life.

To be honest, he wanted to stay, but choosing to stay would be a huge change in attitude, and given Song Zhao's experience, it was impossible for him to make such a choice.

And choosing to stay would also arouse the prince's suspicion, and he might even suspect Shang Pu Ran. The young man frowned, caught in a dilemma.

His finger bones tapped against the table, striking out notes that urged him to think. Although Xie Jinyan was smiling, his eyes had a dark, damp and cold feeling.

"younger sister."

Pu Ran raised his eyelids: "What?"

The man raised his glass: "I've thought about it and decided not to let him stay."

The cup is filled with mellow tea, and the clear tea liquid creates ripples.

The clinking of their cups made a crisp sound, which was particularly clear and pleasant in the quiet night.

Pu Ran took a sip of tea and waited for the second half of his sentence.

"Because there are so many people around my sister, if I forget about my brother, wouldn't it be more trouble than gain?"

Song Zhao was pulled over to ask for his opinion, but he was not allowed to answer at all.

Xie Jinyan cut off any sparks that might arise in Song Zhao's heart, and cut off her sister's wish to have everything she wants.

Song Zhao secretly clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands looked frightening.

He knew very well that he was just a toy that could be summoned and dismissed at will under the powerful, but no matter how embarrassed he was in the past, it was no longer necessary. Now that he knew he was being watched by her, he felt his cheeks getting hot and it was even more difficult for him to raise his head.

His self-esteem was shattered in an instant, and he even felt that the whips that had hit him in the past were not as embarrassing and hot as the current situation.

How could Pu Ran know the little thoughts in his mind? She was arguing with Xie Jinyan and raised her lips: "I will listen to my brother."

At this moment, she was so well-behaved that Xie Jinyan became alert.

Meeting the boy's stunned eyes, she walked into the inner room, took out a book of poetry from the drawer and handed it to Song Zhao.

"Please give it to the Marquis when you get back."

Her expression was calm, just as Song Zhao remembered her. She said with a hint of caution: "I'll trouble you to go there in person."

The hand that took the book of poetry was trembling a little, and the fire that had been extinguished in Song Zhao's heart was ignited again.

Xie Jinyan narrowed his eyes in displeasure and stared at Pu Ran gloomily.

Pu Ran's intention was to let Song Zhao hide in the Marquis's mansion for a few days. Once in the mansion, he would be protected by Marquis Dingyuan, and Xie Jinyan would not be able to go there to arrest him, thus saving Song Zhao from a physical pain.

Song Zhao knew it, and Xie Jinyan also knew it.

So even though I was frustrated at that moment, a secret sweet joy arose in my heart.

One seems to have the upper hand, but secretly feels like a loser.

At this moment, Song Zhao seemed to have really turned into a sunny and cheerful boy. The gloom that marred his handsomeness at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows disappeared, replaced by the soft and clear moonlight.

He tried to keep a straight face and treat her as he always treated the princess, but Xie Jinyan still noticed something.

This kid is clearly very happy, but he insists on pretending to be indifferent.

Tsk.

Xie Jinyan was unhappy.

Song Zhao treasured the poetry and books and left politely.

Before leaving, he seemed to want to look back at Pu Ran again, but stopped abruptly.

Xie Jinyan wanted to make some sarcastic remarks, but Pu Ran had already waved his hand to send him away: "I am going to take a bath, my royal brother, please come back tomorrow."

Brother, elder brother, and royal brother, from the changes in these three titles, Xie Jinyan also felt the change in Puran's mood. He looked far away, looking through the open door into the hazy night, not knowing what he was thinking, but just agreed: "Okay."

As she stood up, the fabric of her clothes made a subtle rustling sound. Xie Jinyan said in a gentle voice, "You've been traveling a long way today, so take a good rest, sister."

Pu Ran was lying on the table, tapping the wall of the cup with his fingers, looking bored. He still showed a soft smile when looking at Xie Jinyan: "Brother, too. It would be even better if you can still dream about me at night."

The sudden breaking of all boundaries and overly intimate words made Xie Jinyan dazed for a moment, and the tips of his ears inexplicably felt a little hot.

But he soon understood what Puran meant.

Xie Jinyan said nothing more, pursed his lips and walked away. Chuntao immediately came to help Pu Ran bathe.

She lay comfortably in the bathtub, holding the sour plum juice in her hands happily, taking a sip from time to time, and her head was so happy that little flowers were floating around it.

Luxurious bathtub.

like!

Luxurious life.

so love!

Chun Tao's eyes sparkled with anticipation: "Master, which Buddhist scripture are you going to tell me tonight?"

Pu Ran turned around and leaned against the wall instead of lying down. She tilted her head back and looked at Chun Tao with a pair of clear and innocent black eyes.

"No more tonight."

"what?"

"After I wash, I'll go to bed."

Chun Tao smiled: "Well! Then I will guard the master."

Puran stretched out his finger and poked her cheek: "Be careful tonight, the prince will come."

Chuntao was stunned.

"If he hasn't come out in half an hour, you can come in and find me."

Puran hooked her finger, and Chuntao understood and moved closer, listening carefully to what she said.

Xiao Taozi's expression was tense and serious: "Will the prince expose you?"

Pu Ran scooped up a handful of water and sprinkled it upwards. Water droplets dripped down from the air. A few drops wet her long eyelashes, making her eyes hazy and dark.

"He will not."

……

It was late at night, the bed curtains were drawn, lights were flickering in the house, and the girl was sleeping soundly.

The maid Chuntao stayed in the house, rubbed her sleepy eyes, opened her mouth slightly and yawned, her mind a little dazed.

It was not until there was a knock on the door that she was startled and all the sleepiness disappeared.

"Is Wan Ning resting?"

Is the prince.

Chun Tao hurriedly opened the door and bowed respectfully: "Your Highness, the princess has finished her bath and is resting."

The man with picturesque features waved his hand: "You can leave now."

Chuntao followed the order and stood guard outside the house, feeling anxious. The prince had really come!

She quickly calmed down and calculated the time: half a quarter of an hour, half a quarter of an hour...

The orange candlelight flickered, and the warmth in the room did not dispel the trace of cold dew on the man's clothes.

Xie Jinyan's black hair was disheveled, and the light and shadow softened his facial features. He walked lightly towards the bed, lifted the bed curtain with his slender fingers, and his eyes suddenly reflected the sleeping face of the girl.

Her expression was serene, her breathing was long, and she looked quite pleasing in his eyes when she was quiet.

Xie Jinyan sat down beside the bed, half of his face illuminated by the candlelight, and the other half was in shadow, making it impossible to see his expression. He looked half god, half demon, with an indescribable sense of horror and madness.

The fingers hidden in the wide sleeves slowly stroked the girl's soft cheek.