Phoenix Fight

Back to the Prince's Mansion, it was almost dawn.

But the light in the study room of Puyang Yue was still on.

Deacon Liao said that everyone is fine and rest early.

Bai Lan Guogan smiled and said it was too early, and then walked to Pu Yangyue's study.

Knocked the door lightly and asked, "Is the prince there?"

"Come in." Pu Yangyue's voice remained cold.

Bai Languo pushed the door and walked in, holding a stack of tea in his hand, and sending it to his bookcase: "Is the prince still asleep?"

"Yeah." Pu Yang Yue seemed to be drawing something without looking up.

Bai Languo graciously handed over the tea: "Prince have a cup of tea." Taking the opportunity to move his head together.

Pu Yang covered the painting with wider sleeves, but found that the girl was not looking at the painting, but at her wheelchair.

"What's wrong?" Pu Yang asked.

Bai Languo was a little bit silly, but also a little confused: "Is this a new wheelchair?"

It doesn't look like new, the mahogany handrails have been rubbed extremely smoothly.

Pu Yangyue's answer was also true: "No."

"Then..." Bai Lan was worried, and still asked cautiously, "Where were you when the fire started? I only saw your wheelchair falling into the sea of ​​fire, how about you?"

Aware of her anxious tone, Pu Yang looked up at her curiously.

Bai Languo frowned, and said, "What are you doing with me? Answer me, who were you at the time? Do you know how scared I was when I saw there was only one wheelchair in the sea of ​​fire!"

"What are you afraid of?" Pu Yang asked calmly, but his voice was a little dull.

"Fear..." Bai Languo hesitated to say, "I'm afraid that if you have an accident, do I have to bury him."

Pu Yang suddenly cooled his shining black eyes, and said unhappy: "Deacon Liao arrived soon, and I was rescued. What about you? Where did you go?"

Is he blaming himself for negligence? Bai Languo was a little depressed: "I looked for you everywhere, but I didn't find it, but Xiaopang looked for me first and let me come back."

"Really?" The fellow was suspicious.

Bai Languo was angrily: "Of course it is!" Then she entangled in his wheelchair again, "You were rescued and the wheelchair was also rescued? This wheelchair is really good, and he was unharmed after being kissed by the fire."

Seeing her probing her head, Pu Yang became a little uncomfortable, and sent her: "If there is nothing else, you can withdraw."

"Oh." Bai Languo flattened her mouth, and thought: I didn't mean to come here to serve you tea and hand water, but you are too ignorant of what is good or bad, and you didn't send anyone to notify me when you came back. It made people worry all night!

I was about to retreat, suddenly remembered something, and looked back.

Pu Yangyue's swift sleeves hurriedly hid the painting on the table, and he was a little embarrassed and wary of his words: "What are you doing?"

"No...nothing." Bai Languo scratched her head, "Want to ask what you are painting?"

"You want to control?"

"Yes, the subordinates dare not, the subordinates retire." It was too much to attack yourself! Bai Languo patted her butt, never looked back, and left.

It wasn't until she closed the door and her figure disappeared in the dark night that Pu Yangyue finally agreed to remove her hand, but after seeing the ink stain on her sleeves and contaminating the painting, she sighed very depressed: after all, it was ruined.

But if it is ruined, it will be ruined. If it is ruined, it can be repainted, rather than being seen by her——

In the painting, a few strokes, a few trees, two monkeys, shuttled between them, lifelike and extremely vivid.

Being seen by her, the consequences must be unimaginable...