Xie Lanyin was not aware of the concern of her sister behind her back and was about to set off tomorrow. She was busy choosing the clothes she brought with her.

Seeing that she had chosen a lot of tulle skirts that she only wore in summer, Xiao Yuan frowned and reminded: "There are many mountains and forests in Jingshan, and it is colder than in the capital sooner or later. Please choose thicker ones." Anyway, no matter what she wore, he could see. He would rather his wife dressed in the house and be more restrained when she was outside.

Xie Lanyin knew his little thoughts and glanced at him, "You want to care!"

Xiao Yuan choked.

Xie Lanyin burst into laughter, picked out a peach blossom embroidered skirt and placed it in front of him, and asked him laughingly, "How about this one?"

Xiao Yuan fell back and lay on the bed and said, "I don't care."

This time it was Xie Lanyin's turn to choke. Seeing that he closed his eyes and refused to look at her, Xie Lanyin's beautiful eyes turned and said to herself, "If you don't look, don't look. I'm going to change my clothes now. If you have the ability, don't open your eyes."

She didn't take the initiative to change clothes in front of him, so Xiao Yuancai didn't believe it and continued to lie down.

Xie Lanyin first went to the door bolt, then returned to the mirror, and started to move.

Xiao Yuan's throat rolled, feeling that she was deliberately making such a move to deceive him. When he saw it, she would definitely smile proudly, but the sound was really like taking off the clothes. Maybe she really took off?

Just as she was hesitating, she heard from the other side, surprised and whispering to herself, "Hey, this wiping. The breasts seem to be a little smaller. It seems that she has to ask the embroiderer to measure the size again."

If your breasts are smaller, does not mean that the wrapped area is longer?

Xiao Yuan sat up straight up with his heart and hands.

Xie Lanyin stood in front of the dressing mirror in full clothes, staring at him all the time. When she met his faint phoenix eyes, she smiled softly, turned her head, and mocked her while fiddling with the skirt in her hand in the mirror, "Don't your highness disdain to look at it?"

"Which eye did you see me looking at you?" The moment he sat up, Xiao Yuan chose the former between affordability and dignity, and walked towards her with great strides.

Xie Lanyin turned her head and glared at him, "Why did you go to me if you didn't look at me?"

"I'm looking..." Xiao Yuan's eyes moved down, and the words he had not said were self-evident.

Xie Lanyin blushed with anger. With his eyes so familiar, she turned around and ran away. She was disturbed by him last time when she picked up clothes, and wasted a good skirt. This time she said nothing she could no longer make trouble.

But she could not escape the man who was full of fire from the inside out. Xiao Yuan grabbed her in a few steps, carried it to his shoulder, and went to the bed, threw it on the bed to pull her clothes, "Show me, if it is really small, it means that those embroiderers are not doing their jobs well, and I will punish them."

He was skillful and rude in his movements. Xie Lanyin should have been angry, but he was inexplicably provoked by him. His little face was blushing and tempting to pick it up.

The parrot outside was ordered by her girl to go to the kitchen to bring a plate of pea yellow. Before she could reach the door, she heard the shelf inside banging, louder than ever. She blushed and stepped back, looking at the bright sun outside the window, becoming more and more ashamed, and hurriedly hid with pea yellow.

The mandarin ducks play in the water in the house and it took a while to rest.

Xie Lanyin lay weakly on Xiao Yuan, closing his eyes to calm down.

Xiao Yuan unconsciously stroked her back, moved his hand to pinch it, and said hoarsely: "You have to re-measure your size."

Xie Lanyin shyly and annoyed, and hummed dissatisfiedly: "It's all your fault. It's just that I'll let me eat and not move, it's strange if I don't get fat."

Xiao Yuan smiled, raised her chin and said, "You just told you to move but you didn't move."

Xie Lanyin immediately buried it in his arms, was ashamed, and knocked him hard with his chin in anger.

Xiao Yuan liked such closeness and was a little thirsty. He turned his eyes to the table and swept over the row of clothes hangers when he took them back. One of the skirts was embroidered with crabapple flowers, which was Su embroidered, lifelike and colorful as spring.

His thoughts drifted away, and a plan flashed in Feng's eyes. He patted his wife's shoulder and said seriously: "Lan Yin, bring that skirt embroidered with crabapple flowers, I like that one."

He was finally willing to choose for her. Xie Lanyin turned her head and looked over, and soon found the one he said, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Xiao Yuan touched her soft long hair again, "I remember you have a crabapple flower shaking in pink tourmaline?"

He mentioned the crabapple flowers twice, and Xie Lanyin was slightly surprised and looked up at him, "When did you like crabapple flowers?"

Xiao Yuan smiled and whispered to her, "I don't like it, I only heard that Xu Yunrou loves crabapple the most among the flowers."

His prompting was so obvious that Xie Lanyin suddenly thought of the Begonia Garden that year, and the deep affection between Xiao Yi and Xu Yunrou. Now Xu Yunrou is practicing in Faning Temple. Xiao Yi has just lifted the ban. When he suddenly sees the Begonia on her head, he will feel more and more affectionate, right? When he has feelings, he will miss the people he loves, and he will hate the prince who breaks them up even more...

"He is so sad, why do you want to add salt to his wound?" Xie Lanyin leaned against his shoulder and lit his chin and said, with a delicate voice.

Xiao Yuan grabbed her hand and kissed her, and said with a smile: "Why don't Lan Yin take these two things to Jingshan?"

"Why don't you bring it?" Xie Lanyin hugged his neck and leaned into his ear and smiled, "Those who are close to the vermilion are red and those who are close to the ink are black. I am your wife, so of course I will follow the same thing."

When she didn't know, Empress Shen and the other two had sarcasticated Xiao Yuan many times. In order to vent their anger, she would sprinkle this handful of salt into Xiao Yi's heart. What's more, this matter was related to Xiao Yuan's plan and whether she could get pregnant with her child earlier. Of course, she had to help.

It was a good night to sleep. On the second day, Xie Lanyin and Xiao Yuan, who was "frail" got on the carriage together. In the carriage behind, there was the embroidered crabapple red dress selected by the couple.

At this time, in Fengyi Palace, Queen Shen looked at her two sons who had been announced to the palace early and reminded again: "No matter what grudges you have, you always break your bones and tendons. The past is over. Now, we shake hands and make peace. We go to Jingshan to advance and retreat together. Don't give anyone an opportunity to take advantage of it, do you know?"

The prince said seriously: "Don't worry, my mother, my son knows it."

Queen Shen nodded and looked at her second son.

Xiao Yi had no expression on his face.

"Did Yi'er not even listen to her mother's words?" Queen Shen asked with a lonely expression.

Xiao Yi looked at his mother, pursed his lips, stared at the ground and said, "My son is very careful to follow the teachings of his mother."
Chapter completed!