To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 433 Missing

  Shi Yan flew back to Kaiyang Prince's Mansion to report: "Master, it's not a rumor at all. Miss Luo really brought a face back. She even knows her name, Ling Xiao..."

   Wei Han listened expressionlessly.

   "Master?" Seeing that Wei Han didn't respond, Shi Yan called out.

   Wei Han glanced at him lightly: "Is there anything else?"

"Gone."

   "Then you go back."

  Shi Yan looked excited: "Master, you can't be careless about such a big matter—"

   Wei Han raised his eyebrows: "Do you want Shi Yi to go back for you?"

  Shi Yan ran away in no time.

   Wei Han got up and walked towards the garden.

  Chrysanthemums of various colors are quietly blooming in the garden.

   I heard that there was another noodle boss who wanted to get close to Miss Luo, and gave her a chrysanthemum.

  Thinking of the rumors he heard, Wei Han glanced down at the clusters of chrysanthemums.

  The green peonies are slim and fresh, the black chrysanthemums are dignified and demure, and the unparalleled green clothes and red clothes make people reluctant to look away.

   Of course those who are reluctant to look away do not include Wei Han.

  He walked to a bush of chrysanthemums that were blooming lively, broke off a few branches and left the garden.

  The golden chrysanthemum is the most common variety, and it was also the one given to Luo Sheng at this time last year.

  While walking back with the chrysanthemum in his arms, Wei Han thought: If Miss Luo is not satisfied with this gift and doesn’t want to put it on display, at least she can make chrysanthemum meat like last year.

  After leaving the Princess Mansion, Luo Sheng went back to the Metropolitan Government Mansion to rest for a while, changed his clothes and rushed to a restaurant.

  As for the noodle brought back, it was naturally thrown away to be with Mingzhu.

  When Shi Yan was cleaning the table, he glanced at Luo Sheng from time to time, but was slapped by Hongdou.

   "Shi Sanhuo, why do you keep peeping at our girl?"

   "I—" Shi Yan just opened his mouth when Wei Han walked in.

   Wearing a crimson dress, a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums, the bright colors make the jade-like face whiter and colder.

  Shi Yan almost jumped up: "Master—"

  Listen to his explanation!

   Wei Han walked past Shi Yan without looking sideways, and walked towards the counter.

   "The lord is here." Luo Sheng greeted calmly as usual, his eyes flicked over the bright yellow chrysanthemum, and the corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

  King Kaiyang wants to keep the habit of giving her chrysanthemums every autumn?

  Shi Yan has already raised his forehead.

  When he left the palace, he had an ominous premonition. He never thought about it, but now he thinks about it: there are rumors that Princess Changle sent chrysanthemums to Miss Luo, so he reminded the master.

  But it’s nothing more than giving chrysanthemums. The variety you give is inferior to others. What they give you is black chrysanthemums!

   Don't live up to it, don't live up to it.

  Shi Yan recited it countless times in his heart, and he was relieved when he saw Luo Sheng accept it.

   "Is it still made into chrysanthemum meat?" Luo Sheng asked.

   Wei Han hesitated for a moment, and tentatively said: "Why don't you put it in a bottle and put it in a bottle, I think it's quite empty on the counter."

  The female shopkeeper who supported the counter touched the iron abacus at hand, touched the tall pile of ledgers, and touched the silk flowers on her temples.

  So many things, where is the space?

   "Red beans, put chrysanthemums in a vase."

  Hongdou came over and took the chrysanthemum neatly.

   At this moment, cheers came from behind.

   Wei Han looked at the bamboo-patterned green cloth curtain that blocked his view, and asked Luo Sheng, "Did Luo Chen go to school today?"

   "Today he rested, so he came to pick persimmons with Xiaoqi."

   Pick-persimmon-zi?

   Wei Han frowned.

  The persimmon trees he and Miss Luo had seen so many times, are they picking today?

   When she came to drink yesterday, Miss Luo didn't even tell him.

  Thinking in this way, Wei Han couldn't help but glance at Luo Sheng.

  Luo Sheng ignored someone's grievances, and said with a smile: "Since the prince has caught up, do you want to pick a persimmon to taste? The persimmon tree in the courtyard is sweet persimmon, which can be eaten directly."

   Wei Han nodded without hesitation.

  Seeing that the two of them went to the backyard, Hong Dou pinched Shi Yan's ears: "Shi Sanhuo, did you tip off the news?"

  Shi Yan felt guilty, and grinned dryly: "It hurts, it hurts, sister Hongdou let go!"

  Hongdou stared: "Sure enough, I didn't guess wrong. Shi Sanhuo, you eat and drink in the wine shop all day long, and you don't get tired of working. If there is a trouble, you even report it. Isn't this eating inside and outside, and the seller seeks glory?"

  The female shopkeeper who was guarding the counter moved her lips, wanting to remind the vendor that Qiurong is not used in this way, she silently gave up seeing the vicious look of the little maid.

  Shi Sanhuo hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, and I promise not to eat inside and outside in the future, sister Hongdou, please let go."

  Hong Dou let out a cold snort and let go of his hand.

   After a while, Shi Yan, who was wiping the table hard, realized: Why is he eating inside and out? He is obviously the master's man!

  The courtyard is bustling with activity.

  Xiao Qi stood on the stool and tiptoed to pick the persimmons. Negative Xue happily took the persimmons and put them into the bamboo basket. Luo Chen looked indifferently, but the joy in his eyes revealed his good mood at this time.

  Xu Qi is not here, he joined the guard training earlier.

  Dabai paced lazily, and when the snow cheered, he rattled twice.

   "Brother Xiaoqi, pick that one, it's so big!"

   Wei Han looked at the persimmons hanging on the branches, then at the full bamboo baskets, and raised his eyebrows.

  I picked a lot.

  He strode over, jumped up and picked off the huge persimmon on the branch.

   "Amazing!" Negative Xue opened her eyes wide.

  Xiao Qi looked at the height, and his face was full of admiration.

   "I can't eat too much." Wei Han said lightly.

   Negative Snow laughed and said: "No, Brother Xiao Qi said that persimmons that can't be eaten can be made into persimmons."

  Wei Han: "..."

   A few boys want to pick all the persimmons from Kazuki and make them into persimmons?

   Wei Han raised his hand and rubbed Negative Xue's head, and said solemnly: "Everything must be done in moderation, greed will not grow high."

   Negative Xue's eyes widened suddenly, and her first reaction was disbelief, but it can be seen that the dignified prince's expression is serious and serious, and he has no choice but to believe it.

   "Mr. Luo, Brother Xiaoqi, why don't we wash persimmons."

  Three teenagers went to the well carrying persimmons.

  Dabai fluttered and flew up to grab the persimmon from Wei Han's hand, but in vain, he quickly ran away screaming.

   Wei Han handed the persimmon to Luo Sheng: "Miss Luo, do you want to try it?"

  Luo Sheng took the persimmon, wiped it with a handkerchief, and handed it back: "My lord, eat it, I can pick it anytime I want."

  Wei Han thanked him and took a bite of the persimmon. The sourness accumulated in his heart seemed to be washed away by the sweetness of the persimmon.

   "Girl—" Kouer quickly walked in from the back door, she was taken aback when she saw Wei Han, and soon returned to normal.

   It is normal for King Kaiyang to come to find a girl.

  Ku'er walked up to Luo Sheng, thinking about whether to report it in front of King Kaiyang, when Wei Han said, "Miss Luo, I'm going to clean my hands."

   Looking away from the crimson figure who was walking towards the well, Luo Sheng asked Kouer: "Is there something going on outside?"

  Kuer nodded in disbelief, and said in a low voice, "Girl, there are rumors that the little princess of the Pingnan Palace is missing."

  (end of this chapter)