Quick Wear: The female supporting role is soft-hearted and cruel, and the big boss chases her and ki

Mingnan took a carriage to the villa on the outskirts of Prince City.

This villa covers a very large area and is built against the mountain. The courtyard is planted with flowers and trees. When spring comes, the whole courtyard is filled with fragrance. When the wind blows, the flowers fall like rain, and it is as beautiful as a fairyland.

After Mingnan got off the car, he was led all the way to the backyard by the maid.

An octagonal pavilion was built by the lake, and the prince was sitting in the pavilion pouring wine.

The maid stopped outside the garden and Mingnan came in alone.

Hearing the footsteps, the prince looked up and saw the person he had been thinking about day and night coming towards him.

Her creamy complexion could be vaguely seen through the thin, wide-sleeved green shirt with gold embroidery. She wore a pink chest-length skirt underneath, with a green ribbon tied around it. It fluttered in the wind as she walked, making her look elegant and agile.

The magnolia branches were blown aside, revealing her bright face.

When she raised her eyes, she happened to see the prince, and she curved her lips into a smile, and the white magnolia on her temples suddenly dimmed.

The prince's eyes were full of her. No one knew what he was thinking. He seemed to be still standing there, but his soul seemed to have floated away.

Mingnan walked closer and listened to the sound of dripping water. She looked down and couldn't help but remind him with a smile: "Your Highness, are you feeding the table with wine?"

"Ok?"

The prince suddenly came to his senses and remembered that he was pouring wine. He didn't even notice that the glass was full and kept pouring wine into it. The wine overflowed and flowed down the table.

He quickly withdrew his hand and coughed awkwardly, "I'll go ask someone to change a pot of wine."

He hurried away carrying the wine jug and passed by Mingnan, who clearly saw the red tips of his ears.

【It’s fun to tease innocent puppies. 】

205: [Host, be careful. Even a pure puppy will bite you if it gets pushed too far. Hehe~]

Ming Nan is no longer the Ming Nan she once was. She smiled at 205's provocation, "Oh, you're saying it as if I don't bite."

205: […]

The prince came back with the wine changed, wiped the wine on the table with a handkerchief, and asked her to sit down as if nothing had happened.

He placed the full glass of wine in front of himself and picked up another wine cup to pour her some wine.

The wine is clear, but has a subtle fruity aroma.

Mingnan was curious, "What kind of wine is this?"

"Pear wine."

The prince smiled and said, "Try it?"

Mingnan picked up the wine cup and took a sip. It was a bit pungent at first, but the taste of the pear came up later, perfectly neutralizing the strength of the wine, leaving a sweet aftertaste.

Her eyes lit up, "It tastes good."

As he said this, he took a second sip.

The prince looked at her with a smile, picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up some food for her, "Even if the food is delicious, you can't drink too much. Fill your stomach first and then drink, otherwise you will get drunk easily."

Mingnan reluctantly put down the wine cup and glanced at the dishes on the table, all of which were her favorites.

She hadn't eaten much in the morning, but the wine had whetted her appetite, so she picked up a piece of sweet and sour fish.

Seeing that she liked it, the prince simply put the sweet and sour fish in front of her.

The two of them didn't talk much while eating. It was only when they were almost done and started tasting wine that they began chatting casually.

I always look forward to meeting you when we haven't met before, but when we really meet, I don't know what to say.

I had a lot to say, but after drinking two glasses of wine I suppressed it.

When their eyes met, it seemed as if they understood everything without saying anything.

After thinking about it over and over again, tossing and turning, the only thing I can think of is "lovesickness".

Now that we've met, the longing has faded and there's no need to talk about it anymore.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Mingnan was already a little drunk.

She held her chin and watched the red sun setting in the west. The afterglow cast a golden glow, dyeing the clouds in the sky a beautiful orange-red.

As she watched, she felt like she had become one of them, floating gently in the wind, not knowing where she came from or where she was going.

As she was watching, she suddenly felt a heaviness on her shoulders.

She looked up blankly, and saw the prince leaning over her and asking gently, "Are you sleepy?"

Mingnan shook his head slowly.

The prince stared at her for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and stroked her blushing face.

"Then let's go rafting."

"Rafting?" Mingnan turned his head and looked at the lake outside the pavilion.

The surface of the lake is like a mercury mirror, clearly reflecting the scenery on both sides of the river as well as the red sun.

The prince took Mingnan's hand and stood up. A small boat without a canopy had landed by the lake.

He went up first, stood firm, turned around, stretched out his hand and said to Mingnan: "Be careful."

Mingnan's feet were weak and he staggered when he stepped down, almost falling. After being hugged by the prince, he started to laugh.

He helplessly carried the person to the bow of the boat, sat at the back, picked up the oar and started rowing.

The boat slowly sailed away from the shore and headed towards the center of the lake.

Mingnan sat cross-legged, feeling the warm evening breeze with the fragrance of flowers blowing on her face, and she squinted her eyes comfortably.

The boat made a slight splash as it broke through the lake water, ripples spread out on the surface of the water, and reflections gathered and dispersed, then gathered and dispersed again.

Mingnan couldn't help but nod his head gently and hum a song to the rhythm of the prince's paddling.

“…following it upstream, the way is long and obstructed; following it downstream, it seems to be in the middle of the water (1).”

The sound is melodious, long and gentle.

The prince looked at her hairpin swaying gently in the wind and listened to her song, his eyes becoming deep.

When he heard her sing the second time, he started to sing along.

Mingnan was startled, then turned to look at him in surprise and joy.

The prince encouraged her to continue with his eyes.

Mingnan held her chin with one hand and looked at him with a smile, with the other hand on her knee gently tapping the beat. She sang the first line and the prince sang the second line.

"Reeds grow thick and green, white dew turns to frost——"

"The so-called sweetheart is on the other side of the water——(2)"

The singing of the two people echoed on the wide lake. A group of sparrows flew in from the horizon, landed on the branches, tilted their heads to look at them, and then fluttered up at the next sentence, leaving their nimble reflections on the water.

The sun sets and the moon rises, dusk falls, and the stars shine brightly.

Mingnan was tired of singing and was about to lie down to look at the stars when he vaguely saw something approaching in his peripheral vision.

She turned her head and saw several lifelike lotus lanterns floating in all directions.

The green leaves and pink petals are crystal clear and very beautiful.

Mingnan was so amazed that he sat up straight and stared eagerly.

The prince smiled, turned the oars, and the boat went deep into the lotus lanterns.

Mingnan reached out and picked up a lamp, and found a note stuck in the petals of the lotus lamp. She pulled it out and put the lamp back, unfolded the note and saw that it was written by the prince.

She raised her eyebrows and glanced at the prince. The prince let go of the oars and raised his chin, "Let's see."

Mingnan lowered his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Long time no see, I missed you."

The prince smiled and scooped up another one and handed it to her, "There's more."

Mingnan took it and took out the note, "I like the flowers that Nannan gave me very much, but it's a pity that the flowers have withered before I can stop missing them."

Her face flushed and she put the light back, with a vague guess in her mind.

So she fished out a few more lanterns and looked at them. There was a note inside each lantern, with different words on it.

There is no logic, just writing whatever comes to mind.

Some of them are so straightforward that they make people blush, but also touching.

There were more and more lights at the back, and the contents of the note became funnier.

What about "Father is lazy and bullies his son", what about "The Imperial Master has a bad face when he sees me, he feels wronged"...

Mingnan couldn't stop laughing after seeing this, and he sobered up a lot.

Finally, she fished out an exceptionally large lotus lantern.

——Digression——

(1) and (2) are both quoted from the Book of Songs, “Jian Jia”. The song is quite nice, and you can search for it yourself if you are curious.