Jiao Luan

Chapter 112
"Thank you, son, for your name."

Panpan raised her eyes, and quickly glanced at Han Zhi. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes felt like feathers passing by, crisp and itchy.

There was something strange in Han Zhi's heart, but he didn't understand why this strangeness came from, and he didn't understand why he, as a prince, always had the urge to avoid her, but he didn't feel disgusted with her from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, there was movement at the door.

Han Zhi heaved a sigh of relief and turned his head to look.

Nongqin stood at the door, holding a soup bowl with a lid, and said awkwardly: "Your Majesty, my servant has stewed bird's nest porridge with rock sugar. You can drink some to warm your stomach."

It was warm and cold in February, and he ran all the way with heartache. Hearing what Nongqin said, Han Zhi really felt a dull pain in his stomach, but he never liked sweet soup, so he said lightly: "No need, just drink a cup of hot tea. .”

Nongqin seemed to be an honest person, but when he saw the prince's refusal, he blushed and was at a loss as he held the soup bowl, and said in a low voice: "My son, then, the maid will bring you rice porridge with goji berries and stalks. Drink tea on an empty stomach, no, it's not good... ..."

Boys of this age, except for the weirdness of Xiaobawang, most of them have feelings of pity and pity for young girls.

At this moment, although Han Zhi didn't have any fond thoughts about this maid in name, it can be seen that she was so cramped and nervous, which made the new maid appear lively and lively, and while feeling better about the maid named "Panpan", , I also had a little sympathy for this clumsy one, so I stepped forward to take the soup bowl, lifted the lid and drank it down.

Panpan has silently handed over the neatly folded handkerchief.

Han Zhi glanced at her, took it over and wiped his mouth: "Okay, you all go down, I'm used to sleeping by myself, I don't need a girl to keep watch at night."

Playing the piano is a law-abiding man, so he turned and went out after hearing this.

Before Panpan left, he bowed his knees to Han Zhi and said softly, "Your Majesty just ate the porridge, don't lie down and rest right away, it's better to take a walk around the room, and if you need anything, call maidservant, maidservant The son is waiting outside the door."

Han Zhi took a deep look at Panpan, surprised that a maid was quite knowledgeable, met her particularly outstanding pair of water eyes, and nodded lightly: "Yes."

The door was gently closed, and Han Zhi, who should have calmed down, gradually felt hot all over. He raised his hand to stroke his forehead, as if it was hotter than usual.

Han Zhi frowned uncomfortably.

Could it be that he was running back and forth too quickly today, sweating and blowing the cold wind, and suffering from the cold?

Han Zhi walked to the table and poured a cup of tea. Unexpectedly, the tea was warm, and it was his favorite silver needle tea. He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

In the past, Nongqin never prepared this tea for him.

A pair of smart eyes flashed in Han Zhi's mind, he drank three cups of tea unknowingly, poured the teapot again, but drank it all.

But his mouth became more and more dry, and finally he couldn't help shouting: "Panpan, bring some tea."

"Hey——" The girl's voice was like a yellow warbler, but the ending was trembling, and it fell into Han Zhi's ears, and he felt numb, and the uncomfortable force was even more severe.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and urged: "Hurry up."

Not long after, there was the sound of footsteps, the door was gently pushed open, and Panpan walked in with tea.

As she walked in, she murmured to herself: "Strange, didn't you prepare tea earlier?"

Walking to the coffee table, he picked up the teapot, couldn't help being surprised, and turned to look at Han Zhi: "My lord, have you drunk all the tea in here?"

"Stop rambling, quickly bring me a cup of tea." Under Han Zhi's discomfort, his tone became impatient.

In the Duke's Mansion of the State of Wei, I am afraid that few people have seen the prince like this.

But Panpan was not afraid, put down the newly brought tea, and stepped forward: "My lord, you can't drink any more. Ah, your face is so red!"

As she spoke, she reached out to touch Han Zhi's forehead.

Han Zhi wanted to hide, but for some reason, he didn't.

The girl stood on tiptoe, her fingertips were soft, with a bit of coolness, which made his drowsy mind temporarily comfortable.

An aura resembling Lanfeilan enveloped it, and the breath was full of fragrance.

"My son, you have a fever, lie down quickly." Panpan was so bold that he pushed Han Zhi directly, but his actions were not rude.

When Han Zhi realized it, he was already lying on the couch.

Panpan half-knelt aside: "My lord, are you dizzy?"

"Yeah." Han Zhi nodded unconsciously, feeling that he has become different from himself today, as if he was rejected by this body, unable to control his hands and feet.

Panpan's upper body leaned over: "My lord, I'll give you a massage, I'll sweat, maybe you'll feel better."

Ten slender fingers landed on the young man's smooth forehead, pressing gently.

Han Zhi gradually felt that the dizziness in his head had eased, but the inexplicable heat gradually gathered in his lower abdomen.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl's soft voice sounded: "My lord, I see that your clothes are soaked in sweat. I will take them off for you and wipe off your sweat."

"it is good……"

The twilight was gradually sinking, and a sickle hung on the top of the tree, emitting a deserted white light.

Indoors, the soft gauze curtain was lowered at some point, and the hollow incense ball inlaid with pearls hanging down has not stopped shaking for a long time.

The next day, Han Zhi woke up, his face changed drastically: "You, why are you here?"

Panpan covered herself with brocade, her face flushed like a cloud of clouds: "My lord, last night, last night, the servant girl was already yours, don't you remember?"

Han Zhi clutched his forehead, after a brief period of confusion, the scenes of last night flashed through his mind.

Charming, wonderful, crazy... The most important thing is that he has always been the one who asks for it!
Han Zhi stared at the girl who was close at hand, saw the crimson berries on her neck that couldn't be concealed even with a brocade quilt, and wanted to get angry, but there was no way to do so.

Panpan turned her back, dressed silently, and when she was finished, she stood barefoot on the ground, lowered her head and said softly: "My son, maidservant... this maidservant will go and tell his wife that the maidservant's posture as a willow is not worthy of serving you." Son...Your Majesty, don't worry, Madam will definitely choose a better sister to serve you..."

After Panpan finished speaking, she gave Han Zhi a light look, turned around and left.

"Wait." When Panpan walked to the door, Han Zhi finally couldn't help but say, "Forget it, you can stay here at ease, but you are not allowed to enter this room without my order!"

"Yes, thank you sir for your kindness." Panpan's eyes came alive in an instant, he glanced at Han Zhi, gave him a salute, and turned around without delay.

Leaving Han Zhi behind, he felt a sense of emptiness instead, staring at the dark red on the bed in a daze.

After all, he failed to keep his promise to cousin Yao.

From now on, I will never touch that maid again!
It's a pity that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is youthful and full of energy. Once he has tasted the things between men and women, he can taste the marrow and know the taste, and there is a beautiful woman by his side. What's even better is that he doesn't need to make promises to her, and he doesn't even need to make any promises to her. If you like it, you can also treat it as an object and pass it away.

In this way, without pressure, no matter how determined you are, you will be able to stick to it to the end.

Afterwards, Han Zhi and Panpan did a lot of good deeds, and the number of times gradually increased, and gradually he felt that this is how the housemaids serve others. That's right for her.

Of course, there is no need to elaborate on the subtle changes in Han Shizi's mentality after he became an adult.

Cheng Wei finally made insoles there, Cheng Yao got the news immediately, and Fu Er told Qiao Rong a few words.

Qiaorong was startled at first, then nodded again and again, and quietly went out with the things Cheng Yao handed over.

The day of the scientific examination was approaching, and even Cheng Wei became nervous. He didn't dare to disturb Cheng Che for many days. The day after tomorrow was about to start, so he took the results of these days and went to Changqingyuan to find his second brother. .

Cheng Che was sitting at the desk in front of the window reviewing the book. Cheng Wei didn't let Bajin pass it on, and walked in quietly. He tiptoed behind Cheng Che, covered his eyes with his hand, and asked softly, "Second brother, guess what?" who I am?"

"Oh, is it the second sister?"

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