Prince brother is sticking to me again

Chapter 52: Nanzhao, Miao Border, and Dian Region.

"Sachet?" Yan Qianqian's eyes widened as if he had discovered something serious, "Brother Prince, what kind of sachet do you bring?"

She didn't mean to be sarcastic when she said that!Just pure curiosity.

"Can you show me?" She stretched out her little hand to him with eyes full of expectation.

He hesitated for a moment, looked at her clever and curious eyes, and finally took off the sachet hanging from his waist and handed it to her.

It's just a well-known secret.

But she seemed to know for the first time... how stupid.

Anxiety held the silver-knotted sachet in his hand, looked left and right, caressed the tedious but not messy elegant patterns on its surface, and murmured: "It's so beautiful."

Then he turned his head and asked jokingly, "Which younger sister sewed this for the prince?"

When she was still wondering if the empress would sew it with her own hands, she only heard him say a pleasant name in a magnetic voice: "Qiaoling."

???

The almond-shaped eyes are wide open, is it really a beautiful sister who sewed it?
She swallowed her saliva and asked several times: "Qiu Ling? Who is she? Where is she? How old is she? She, she..."

Forget it, don't ask people if they look good or not.

Chiu Ling?What kind of weird name?

Just by looking at the name, you can tell that she is definitely not as good-looking as she is tired of.

Xiao Yi'an gave her a strange look, "She's at my mother's place, what's the matter? You're still interested in sewing sachets? Also, she's two years older than you, not your sister."

"Oh, I'm not interested." Yan Kui Kuan replied sullenly,

Also, that kind of autumn and spirit is my younger sister!
She snorted lightly and sniffed the sachet in her hand.

"Huh? How do you feel?" She sniffed carefully again, "How do you feel that there are some spices here that don't belong to our Central Plains?"

"You understand this?"

A trace of coolness flashed across his calm eyes.

Yan Kui Kui didn't notice the subtle changes in him, he just sniffed again on his own, and shook his head after reaching a conclusion in his mind, "I don't understand, it's just that Kui Kui seems to have smelled a similar fragrance."

Xiao Yi'an's face darkened, and he asked in a cold voice, "Where is it?"

where···?

Her eyes also darkened a little.

It's Xiao Yijin,

Fragments that linger in my mind.

I remember, he brought some exotic flowers that were said to be picked from far away in Yunnan,

Packaged in a delicate wooden box,

He said that these flowers, as beautiful as hers, should be given to him.

At that time, she was not to mention how happy she was.

Those little flowers from the Yunnan region, like the Gu worms in Miaojiang, stuck in her heart and controlled her reason.

There are flowers that smell similar to the outside but are completely different, just like the scent of a certain spice in this sachet.

He later came to ask her,

Blindfolded, can you tell who is who?

Of course you can.

She regards everything he gives as treasure.

But he regarded her as dross.

Tired of self-deprecating, he smiled and said, "I don't remember."

"Your mother is also from Nanzhao?"

"Yes."

"That's no wonder, maybe I saw it from your mother." Xiao Yi'an felt that maybe he was worrying too much.

However, what he has been unable to figure out is why it is Nanzhao people's business to dislike his wife, and he will know it?
(End of this chapter)