When Jun Huailang came out of Concubine Shu's room, he happened to see Jinbao walking towards the west hall with a large box of things.

Seeing Jun Huailang, Jinbao hurriedly trotted over, gave him a grinning salute, and said a series of auspicious words.

He has lived in Mingluan Palace for a long time now, although the eunuchs and palace maids around him still avoid Xue Yan, but they are all friendly. Jinbao was always clever, but now he is like a fish in water, and the only thing he is afraid of is Xue Yan himself.

But that one... Who is not afraid? That is, the immortal-like prince is no longer afraid.

Jun Huailang listened to Jinbao's series of auspicious words, and couldn't help but arched his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Where did you get so many things?"

Jinbao hurriedly replied: "It was given by Aunt Dian Cui! Aunt Dian Cui came here specially today and said that she wanted to see what was missing in His Highness's room. In such a situation as His Highness... How dare a servant dare to work? Auntie! But my aunt insisted on coming to see it. The servant stopped me a few times, and then my aunt gave up and let the servant go to the storeroom to pick it up. But my aunt said that the Chinese New Year is almost here, so I still need to see if there is anything in His Highness's small storeroom. What's missing, save the New Year's Eve, and be in a hurry..."

When Jun Huailang heard the words, his heart sank.

Sure enough, this time, there must be some action.

Even if she is the most trustworthy maid by Concubine Shu's side, it is beyond the norm to use Concubine Shu's private treasury to buy things for the prince.

What's more, Dian Cui doesn't like Xue Yan like that, and avoids him like a snake.

In her request, there must be some action.

Jun Huailang pondered for a moment, and had some concerns in his heart.

The people in Concubine Shu's palace may not necessarily have some Cui's minions, but they all obey Dian Cui, and it is not impossible to curry favor with her. These people didn't dare to believe it, but Jinbao followed Xue Yan and had nothing to do with Dian Cui.

"Your master has always been good to you?" Jun Huailang asked.

Jinbao felt bitter. It doesn't matter whether it's good or not, the point is that the slave's low life, and even the lives of the whole family, are all in the hands of this master.

He hurriedly smiled and said: "The Fifth Highness is naturally good to the servants, and the world can learn from it!"

Jun Huailang smiled and said, "You have always been clever, I know it. Now someone wants to hurt your master, and there is a small matter that needs you to do."

Jinbao felt even more bitter when he heard this.

Why do these little masters, one or two, think they can do things?

It's not enough to have one to work for him, and now, there is a second one. Before following Xue Yan, everyone knew that Jinbao was a waste of life and fear of death. Why was he forced to take up the responsibility now?

However, this second person is different from the first one. The first one is a ruthless man who will kill his whole family, but the prince in front of him is gentle and kind, and his speech is all discussion How could he refuse?

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Crossing the emperor's thousand-year-old days, it is now November. The days in Chang'an are at their coldest, the nights are getting longer day by day, and the winter solstice is getting closer.

Jun Linghuan is in the palace every day, led by maids and maids, and has nothing to do, and has already started learning embroidery. Jun Linghuan was quite interested in this activity, and after a while, he made some purses.

—just the quality is not satisfactory, the stitches are crooked, and it is impossible to see what the embroidery is.

Jun Ling never tires of her happiness, and Jun Huailang will never disappoint her. On the day of Xiu Mu, he called Xue Yan and Xue Yunhuan to Jun Linghuan's room and asked Jun Linghuan to give them the purse he made.

When Xue Yunhuan first got the purse, she was still very interested. She looked upside down and reached out to rub Jun Linghuan's head: "Sister Linghuan, this big worm is beautifully embroidered and vivid."

Jun Linghuan clapped his hand unhappily: "What a big bug, that's a raccoon slave!"

Xue Yunhuan looked suddenly realized: "Oh, it's a cat? It's so fierce, I really didn't see it!"

Jun Linghuan was so angry that he wanted to pounce on him again.

"It's your sixth prince brother who has a bad eye." Jun Huailang coaxed her with a smile. "Where does it look like a big worm? He has never seen a big worm."

Jun Linghuan was convinced of her brother's words, and held a bunch of purses that she had specially picked out in front of Jun Huailang for him to choose.

Jun Huailang picked up the top one. The purse had rough stitches, and a colorful duck was crookedly embroidered on it.

"What is this?" Jun Huailang asked.

"It's a mandarin duck!" Jun Linghuan raised his head high and said proudly.

Besides, Xue Yunhuan laughed again.

Jun Huailang was calm, smiling softly and softly, and said to her, "It's really a mandarin duck, so Huan's embroidery looks so beautiful."

Then, he raised his head and glanced at Xue Yunhuan, forcing him to hold back all the words he was about to say.

Xue Yunhuan muttered in her heart. Since childhood, who dares to let himself be wronged? That is, this arrogant and arrogant son of the king's family, and that arrogant evil star.

He suffered the most grievances in this Mingluan Palace, but he liked to stay here the most.

Over there, Jun Linghuan held a small pile of purses in front of Xue Yan.

Although this fifth prince brother doesn't like to talk or laugh, he usually sits next to him, silent and majestic, which is very scary. But my brother said that the fifth prince's brother is a good person, and she trusts him the most, so she is not very afraid of him.

"Brother Fifth Prince, I'll give you one too!" Jun Linghuan said softly, looking like the most generous person in the world.

Xue Yan glanced down and saw that on the small hand, there were three or four purses in total, each of which was oddly shaped, and the patterns on the top were also messy, only a few clumps of threads could be seen , can't see what is embroidered.

He glanced at him and saw the duck-like purse in Jun Huailang's hand.

I saw Jun Huailang drooping his eyes, untied the azure Su embroidery purse adorned with Hetian Nuanyu on his body, poured out the incense pills, and put them all into the rough stitch mandarin duck purse.

He handed the Su embroidery purse to Fuyi for safekeeping, and tied the brightly colored crude purse around his waist by himself. The robe he wears today is light in color, except for a gorgeous red purse adorned on his body, which looks quite nondescript.

And Jun Huailang was not annoyed, and scolded him a few times, but his expression was still soft, and he praised Jun Linghuan for doing a good job.

Xue Yan staggered his eyes, his chest was hot, and his heartbeat was inexplicably fast, which made him very restless.

He raised his hand halfway before being stopped by reason. He paused for a while, then moved his subordinates in the direction, and landed on the purse in Jun Linghuan's hands. He took out a purse that looked like a bird and should be a mandarin duck.

"This mandarin duck is beautifully embroidered."

Jun Linghuan laughed shyly.

"It's not a mandarin duck!" She smiled and rolled her eyes, said softly. "It's the little duck!"

Besides, Xue Yunhuan laughed so hard that he could not wait to thump the soft couch through.

Xue Yan gave him a cool look without saying a word.

Several people stayed at Jun Linghuan's place for a while, and when it was time for a quick lunch, they said goodbye and left.

When the two of them went out, Jun Huailang looked at the small pile of sachets left on the table, thoughtfully.

He thought about the thing he ordered Jinbao that day.

Although according to his instructions, if Dian Cui wants to do something with Xue Yan, there is already a surefire way to deal with it. However, if she could leave some clues behind, it would be more foolproof.

He remembered that after he came to the palace, Concubine Shu was afraid that he would be short of items, so she ordered the palace staff to send him a lot of items. Diancui was not there that day, and it was all arranged by Zheng Guangde. Zheng Guangde was extravagant and let people carry a lot of messy objects and stuff them all for him.

Each side hall has its own small warehouse. Jun Huailang went in and checked it out, and remembered that there was a rather unique object inside.

These are a few incense pills that were paid tribute to the Western Regions. Although the scent is faint and faint, it can be worn for a few days, and the fragrance can be spread all over the body, even if it is touched. Fragrant for half a month.

This incense pill is perfect for the empress in the palace. The fragrance is lingering, and it can leave traces on the side of the saint's upper body, which makes people miss.

But Concubine Shu didn't like this kind of smell, so she sealed it in the warehouse and kept it for several years.

Jun Huailang pondered for a moment and looked at Jun Linghuan.

Jun Linghuan was still sitting at the table, lovingly picking up his purses one by one, the more he looked, the more fulfilled he felt. But after watching for a while, she thought of something, sighed, and lay down on a pile of purses.

"Brother," she said. "What a pity, how can you wear so many purses?"

Jun Huailang heard the words, and the cares in his heart became clearer. He cleared his mind, smiled, and said, "Why can't I wear it?"

Jun Linghuan emphasized: "There are so many here!" As she spoke, she gestured a few times with her hands.

Jun Huailang smiled softly: "However, there are still many brothers and sisters in the palace? The winter solstice is coming soon, so Ling Huan will give the brothers and sisters handmade gifts, okay?"

Jun Linghuan's eyes lit up immediately.

"Okay!" She jumped out of her chair, eager to find her sewing basket again. "Mingluan Palace has many beautiful sisters, Ling Huan wants to do more!"

Jun Huailang smiled and shook his head, his eyes fell on the direction of the main hall outside the window.

Over there, Xue Yan returned to the west side hall and looked at the purse for a long time.

When Jinbao came to pour him tea, he glanced carefully, and was instantly scorched by the mess of needles on the top.

This... what is this! Good satin wasted in vain!

Seeing that Xue Yan didn't notice his gaze, he hurriedly poured out the tea, and turned around to run away.

But before taking two steps, Xue Yan spoke up.

"Come here." He ordered lightly without lifting his eyes.

Jinbao seemed to be grabbed by the reins around his neck, so he turned around quickly and leaned over to him with a flattering smile: "What's your Highness?"

Xue Yan spread the purse on the table and asked, "What is embroidered on it?"

…This is a difficult treasure.

He looked at it for a long time with a sullen face, and said tentatively: "Is it... a duck?"

Seeing Xue Yan's serious color, he raised his eyes and gave him a warning look, and said coldly: "Remember, it's a mandarin duck."