Chapter 1658

After Jun Zhan walked in, he saw what those were.

"These are all excellent plum branches. The flowers will be very beautiful when they bloom..."

"Yes, it's said that these are transported from Xiyun Town, which is a famous plum blossom town..."

There were two slaves carrying potted plants and whispering.

Jun Zhan walked by and just heard it clearly.

In fact, I don't really hear it. Everything is vague except the word plum blossom.

The familiar and chaotic fragments are fleeting in junzhan's pupils. His eyes are slightly low, his fingertips are slightly stiff, and his steps stop there. The color of his eyes is invisible.

Pressing down the chaotic mood at the bottom of his heart, he frowned and walked sideways. He saw the girl in a cool and clean place with a light colored skirt.

She held her face and said a word from time to time. Her side face looked very serious.

Jun Zhan's tone was very light, as if there was no emotion: "what are you doing?"

Dyed white spread her hands and looked innocent to death. "You didn't see it, just do this."

"Your Majesty, you seem to have forgotten." Jun Zhan stared at ran Bai for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "this is the prime minister's house, not the palace."

Jun Zhan glanced carelessly and said coldly, "if your majesty likes plum trees, just plant them in the imperial palace. Why come to the prime minister's house?"

"But I just like to plant here."

Jun Zhan hissed lazily, and his voice was somewhat mocking and impatient: "what is your majesty pestering me for? Huh?"

The people in the courtyard have retired now,

There are only two people left in the whole yard, ranbai and junzhan, which are inexplicably empty.

For several days, Jun Zhan has been wandering around the prime minister's house and the imperial palace with her, but he doesn't know where the purpose of dyeing white is. What interests can make her pester him so much?

Ran Bai was stunned and looked at him calmly.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Like?" Jun Zhan chuckled, but his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water. He said lazily, "Your Majesty likes a man who wanted to kill whom he hated a few months ago?"

This is obvious, ironic.

He doesn't believe it.

Dyed white eyes moved slightly and seemed to smile. The rising radian of the corners of the lips was a little cold for no reason in the particularly hot weather. She whispered, "so?"

"Your Majesty's love is really cheap." he looked at her, made a calm voice, half silver, and his expression did not fluctuate.

"So," he looked at her with low eyes. His tone was soft, but it was like a poisoned knife. The wind was light and the clouds were light, but he stabbed it in his heart. "Can you stop pestering me all the time?"

The young prime minister's eyes were deep like a moonless night, cold and disgusted, "you don't mind, I don't mind."

His tone was colder than his eyes, like cold ice, wrapped in a chill to the bone.

The dyed white eyelashes trembled slowly, like a snowflake falling silently, and the eyes didn't fluctuate.

The next second,

She got up with a cold face,

Picked up the tea cup next to him and threw it directly on Jun Zhan's face. Dyed white and expressionless, he spit out two words: "sick."

A cup of cold tea suddenly splashed on Jun Zhan's face. He was slightly stunned and looked at her deeply.

Quietly drooping his eyes, Jun Zhan's lips rose slightly, picked up his handkerchief and calmly wiped the water stains on his face. His tone was indifferent: "why, are you angry?"

"What I said is not true?" Jun Zhan said slowly, his voice very light.