The Royal study was in a mess, and children's laughter came from time to time.
"Cluck..."
"Hee hee..."
Ning Lan picked up her brush, stretched out her hand, and a black mark fell on Rong Lu's cheek. When she saw her masterpiece, she was very proud and giggled without concealment. Ronglu saw that Ning Lan smiled too brightly, so he picked up a brush and thanked Ning Lan. Later, he also laughed with "hee hee". A moment later, they painted each other's faces.
Ning Lan pushed the second imperial brother who wrote one by one. He clung to his clothes and said in a charming voice, "don't read, second imperial brother. Go out with LAN er."
Ronglu objected: "no, Huangmei, the father and Emperor will be unhappy when they know."
Ning Lan saw his royal brother's resolute face, so he had to give up: "well, shall we draw a turtle on the table?"
Ronglu hesitated to look at Ning Lan and hesitated to say, "isn't that good?" Ning Lan immediately pestered and shouted: "no matter, no matter, Lan'er promised not to go out. Just play with Lan'er!"
Helpless to act in pettish with Ning Lan, Rong Lu had to reluctantly agree and said, "OK, but what does a turtle look like?"
"Lan'er doesn't know. I only heard what the slaves said. Lan'er thought, should he be the same as master Fu? Hee hee..."
Ronglu looked around the imperial study, attached it to Ning Lan's ear and said, "Shh... Master Fu knows that if he knows that we privately say he is a turtle, he will punish us! Huangmei can't say it again in the future."
Ning Lan turned her eyes: "brother Erhuang, you are so stupid. Who will say that he looks like a turtle in front of the master."
"That way is. Or is Huangmei smart." Ronglu touched his head and smiled shyly.
Ning Lan frowned and said with a smile, "brother Huang is a stupid bird."
"You are a stupid bird!"
"You are..."
Ning Lan thought: "stop, second brother, let's make peace. Neither of us is a stupid bird. The big brother is a stupid bird, okay?"
"Well, good." Ronglu answered and looked at someone... Huangmei, why are there crows?
Ning Lan also put away her smiling face and returned with her eyes: that's because we did bad things... So the crow is flying.
Looking at the prince with a serious and angry face, Ning Lan was afraid, because he must have heard all the bad words he said earlier, because he was standing behind him.
"Hum, no learning, no skill..." Qilin said to Rong Lu. Then he didn't forget to turn around and stare at Ning Lan coldly!
Ning Lan made a face at Rong Lu and smiled silently. Then he did not forget to draw a few strokes on Kirin. The black ink on the white brocade was very conspicuous.
"The emperor arrives..." Qiqiao's cry sounded outside the Royal study. A moment later, a powerful young man in yellow robes came in.