Chapter 118 The sick child is a little refined (5)

   Yun Chu received a letter not long after he returned to his bedroom.

After    unfolded and browsed it, Yun Chu raised his eyes to look at Xuan Wan.

   "Get ready, get the carriage ready."

  Xuan Wan: ?

   "Your Highness, where are you going?"

  Yunchu: "Exit the palace."

  Xuan Wan thought about it, Xu Shijiu was tired of the food in the palace, so he wanted to go outside the palace to change his taste.

   didn't think much about it, and obediently prepared the carriage and silver taels.

   Yun Chu was wearing a red dress and a jade pendant around his neck, with a light expression.

   After half an hour.

  The carriage stopped in front of the Qingyu Pavilion.

  Xuan Wan raised her eyes and saw the large golden plaque, her face suddenly stiffened.

  The Jade Pavilion!

   His Royal Highness Ninth ran to Qingyu Pavilion every three or five minutes, and most of those bad reviews were spread out because of this.

  His Royal Highness used to go at night, but now…

   Even during the day?

   Xiaoshutong’s face was complicated.

   After Yun Chu got off the carriage, he raised his feet indifferently and walked in.

  The owner of Qingyu Pavilion is a beautiful man with a charming charm.

   Seeing Yun Chu come in, he greeted him familiarly, and his fingertips grabbed the dangling belt around the girl's waist.

   Jiaoyan said: "So it was the Ninth Highness who came down~"

   Yun Chu took a step, and with a blank face, he held his lace and pulled it back.

   By the way, stay away from the other party.

  Yun Chu is also the first time to see a man so charming and charming, it's really... weird.

   Goosebumps all over.

   The other party smiled and said: "Your Highness is really annoying~"

  Yunchu:…

   "Take me to see Ling Ran."

   "I knew that Your Highness came to look for Ling Ran again." The man said angrily, "Ling Ran is already waiting for His Highness in the wing."

  Yunchu:…

   Yun Chu could not wait to get away from this man quickly.

   She took a few steps and found that there was no one behind.

  Yunchu: ?

   She retreated to the entrance of Qingyu Pavilion.

   The little book boy raised his eyes to forget the sky, leaned his back against the wall, and looked sad.

  Yunchu: "Why don't you keep up?"

"Um?"

   Xuan Wan was startled when she heard Yun Chu's voice.

   "Ninth Highness, why did you come out?"

   Then, he wondered again: "His Royal Highness entered the Qingyu Pavilion, didn't you always take me with you?"

  Xuan Wan thought of this and couldn't help but sigh again.

  His Royal Highness did not know that every time he waited hard outside alone, some women would always come to touch his face, touch his head, and even pinch his face.

   He has long since lost his innocence.

  Xuan Wan sighed silently.

Ugh.

  Women are horrible.

   After Xuan Wan said this, Yun Chu remembered it, and it seemed that it was indeed the case. The original owner had never brought Xuan Wan in.

   Looking at this little guy's pitiful appearance, Yun Chu said lightly: "I'll allow you to follow in the future."

   "Ah?" Xuan Wan blinked her eyes, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

  Little book boy was happy inside.

Um.

   Finally, you don't have to be defiled by those women anymore!

  After the two entered the Qingyu Pavilion, a carriage from the Xiangguofu passed by the pavilion.

   The breeze blew the gauze curtain.

   The beauty in white suddenly raised her eyes and saw the red figure.

   The voice of the attendant came from the ear: "Young Master, that seems to be the Ninth Highness."

  The beauty did not speak, and her eyes fell lightly on the figure.

   "Alas, this Ninth Highness is as rumored as the rumors, and he has a romantic nature and frequents the Qingyu Pavilion. It is estimated that he is looking for that Hua Kui beauty again."

   "She doesn't look like a serious princess at all. No wonder everyone calls her a straw bag."

   His voice fell, the sickly beauty coughed lightly, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.

   "Knowing pleasure, not being rude."

   The beauty has long eyelashes and drooping, soft voice: "Have you forgotten how I usually teach you?"

  The attendant lowered his head shyly, "Young Master, Zhile is wrong, you shouldn't criticize the princess."

   (end of this chapter)