"I don't know what Beiyao wants to do with us this time. It seems he is bored again." Yun Qingmin changed the subject.

Guo Yixue smiled: "Let's go, don't let him wait too long."

**

Wen Beiyao drank cup after cup of tea. From the sun shining in the sky to seeing the sun slowly creeping down the mountain, he didn't see the shadow of a certain third prince.

He turned back to the housekeeper for the nth time and asked: "Butler, did Qingmin really say he wanted to come back? You're not kidding me, are you?"

"The prince did say he would come." The housekeeper also felt quite unsatisfied. He wanted to urge him, but he felt he was not qualified, so he had to wait silently in the hall with him.

"Ryoko...be careful..."

A voice came from far away.

Wen Beiyao put down his tea cup and raised his eyebrows: "Hey, it's finally here. It's really slower than the bastard."

He knew that the person who was gradually approaching could definitely hear what he said.

Yun Qingmin half hugged and half held Guo Yixue's waist, slowly crossed the threshold, raised her eyes, looked at Wen Beiyao, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth: "Do you want to raise a bastard?"

Of course he heard that.

Wen Beiyao snorted softly, his eyes falling on Guo Yixue's already big belly, and he was a little surprised: "Wow, Third Princess, why do you look like this?"

Yun Qingmin gently picked up a stone with his toes and kicked it in his direction: "What do you mean? Huh?"

Wen Beiyao stood up, quickly stepped aside, shook his head, looked at the stone that passed through the chair, and said with his tongue: "It's a cruel attack, but fortunately I'm good enough."

Seeing Yun Qingmin kicking the stone again, he quickly added: "I mean, the baby has grown up and is very healthy... very healthy..."

"Humph." Yun Qingmin snorted softly, helped Guo Yixue sit on the chair, squatted down, regarded the others as mere clouds, reached out and gently squeezed Guo Yixue's feet: "I must be very sore after walking for such a long time.

...They say I’m carrying you on my back, Ryoko.”

"Hey, someone else is here." She pushed his hand away, but his hand immediately continued to reach out. She glanced at Wen Beiyao, who was smiling but not smiling, and blushed slightly: "Dayun... go back to the room.

Again……"

"Anyone who has an opinion will stand up and beheaded." He curled his lips and glanced at Wen Beiyao as if there was no sign of concern.

It’s this sentence again…

Guo Yixue rolled her eyes.

Wen Beiyao smiled nonchalantly, spread out the white fan in his hand, and waved: "It's okay, no objection, Third Princess, don't be embarrassed."

When he said this, she blushed even more.

"Hey, I didn't expect that our third prince is actually a wife slave..." He muttered, his voice was neither loud nor quiet, and everyone present could hear the word "wife slave" clearly.

Yun Qingmin raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head, and looked at him coldly with his black eyes: "Do you have nothing to do? Do you want to compete?"

"Hey, no, no need." He knew he was inferior to him in skill, so he touched his nose.

A maid came out of another courtyard: "Your Majesty, Princess."

After seeing the master, he turned to look at Wen Beiyao: "Mr. Wen, Miss Yiran is awake."

"Yi Ran?" Guo Yixue looked at Wen Beiyao in surprise.

You succeeded so quickly? What's going on?

Wen Beiyao accepted her attention and raised his chin proudly: "I'm going to see Yiran." Even his tone became much softer when he spoke.

"Dayun..." She saw that Wen Beiyao was walking briskly, and she was a little gossipy: "Do you still remember Yiran?"

"Who?" Yun Qingmin didn't have much objection to Wen Beiyao casually bringing a woman to the palace.

Yiran? The name is familiar, but I forgot who it is.

"It's the one in yellow clothes last time in Fengminghuang." She hoped that he would remember it, and only then could he gossip!

"Yellow clothes?" He frowned slightly: "Is there such a person?"

That time he only noticed Liangzi. Who else had time to remember who was who?

"Hey, forget it." You can't expect him to remember who it is, just ask Wen Beiyao later.

**

In the guest room.

"Yiran." Wen Beiyao walked into the room with a smile on his face: "Did you have enough sleep?"

Yiran looked at Wen Beiyao walking towards her, with a smile on her face: "Have you had enough sleep, are the three princes and three princesses here?"

"Well, here we are, in the hall." He stepped forward and subconsciously touched her forehead.

Yiran smiled: "If this happens again, I'll be fine a long time ago."

When he heard that she no longer called him 'slave', the smile on his face widened even more: "Let's go and see them."

The two of them walked side by side, holding hands, toward the hall.

"Oh, by the way, you have seen them all." He suddenly remembered the last time he went to Fengminghuang with the third princess and said with a smile.

Have you seen it?

Yi Ran frowned slightly: "I don't remember seeing them before."

"You will remember them when you see them later."

**

hall.

Guo Yixue was still shocked when she saw Wen Beiyao and Yiran walking towards them with their hands clasped together.

It’s only been a while since we last met... Things are going pretty well...

Yun Qingmin just glanced at Yiran and frowned slightly. He really had no impression of this woman.

Wen Beiyao raised his eyebrows proudly, led Yiran to the two of them, and said, "This is Yiran."

"Yiran, I'm Guo Yixue, whom I met last time." Guo Yixue smiled at Yiran.

Yiran looked at the very familiar Guo Yixue, and the appearance of a thin man gradually appeared in her mind, which coincided with the person in front of her. She was a little surprised, because few people would do this thing of a woman disguising herself as a man.

Yun Qingmin was still squatting and massaging Guo Yixue's feet, and did not look at Yiran anymore. She just saw Wen Beiyao holding her hand with a satisfied look on her face, and chuckled: "Future wife and slave.

"

He has no ambition, huh, how dare you say that to him?

Wen Beiyao curled his lips, not paying much attention.

Guo Yixue laughed out loud at Yun Qingmin's words: "That's why Dayun, you and Beiyao have such a good relationship."

"Whoever has a good relationship with him, scoff." Yun Qingmin looked at Wen Beiyao with contempt.

Wen Beiyao asked Yiran to sit down and leaned close to her ear: "The one squatting is the third prince, and the one sitting is the third princess."

Yiran was a little surprised, and her eyes changed when she looked at the third prince: "The third prince is so kind to the third princess."

"You want it?" He puffed up his chest: "I can do that too."

"go."

Guo Yixue pushed Yun Qingmin's hand away and pulled him to stand up: "Okay, I'm not sore anymore. You still feel uncomfortable squatting."

"It won't be uncomfortable." Yun Qingmin smiled at her, with indescribable affection in his eyes.

He looked at Wen Beiyao: "What do you want from me?"

Only then did Wen Beiyao remember something important and asked, "Would you like to play around together?"

Yiran secretly reached out and poked Wen Beiyao, and he immediately changed his words: "Walking around... walking around..."

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