When Meng Fusheng went in, he happened to see He Cuiran eating melon seeds through the window, and then the eyes of the two of them met unconsciously.

He Cuiran's good melon seeds fell to the ground...... Why is this life-urging Lord Yama here again? When she met his eyes, she seemed to be able to sense a trace of murderous aura in them, and quickly withdrew her eyes, pretending to know nothing.

Meng Fusheng felt a little funny, he felt that she seemed to be a squirrel all the time, and soon he was startled by his inexplicable imagination, what a squirrel, just a liar.

When he entered, He Cuiran had already put away all the melon seeds, and he didn't know where they were stuffed, anyway, there was no trace left on the surface.

She faked a few coughs and pretended to be serious: "Meng Gongzi, everything I know has been said, what are you doing here?" ”

Meng Fusheng smiled a little gloomy, as if he was intimidating her, and said, "Princess, I am your personal guard Zhang Cheng, not Meng Gongzi, don't be mistaken in the future." ”

He Cuiran was stunned, her expression was a little broken, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Meng Fusheng grinned, revealing his six white front teeth, "Hasn't the princess understood yet?" is a subordinate, and I want to continue to use this identity to protect you. After all, I don't know how many bad people there are around, and the emperor said that I still want to protect Her Royal Highness the princess to rest assured. ”

He Cuiran looked at him blankly, then thought of something, and said indignantly: "You just don't believe me, you doubt what I say, so you are responsible for monitoring me, right?" Hum! You officials have gone too far! ”

"What surveillance is not monitoring, it is protection."

"I'm!" She was so frightened that she stood up from the beauty couch, pointed at Meng Fusheng's nose condescendingly and scolded, "You people are good at deceiving people, bullying me A weak woman is helpless in the palace, so you bully me hard!" ”

Her current noisy appearance is really like a shrew, and her cold and dignified appearance not long ago can be described as a world of difference, but I don't know how much of this shrew's appearance is real, and how much is pretended.

Meng Fusheng tilted his head, looked at her with some seriousness, and said, "I don't care what you think, anyway, as long as the emperor doesn't say anything, you are the princess, and I am your personal guard." ”

He Cuiran's somewhat exaggerated expression slowly faded, sat back down, silently swallowed melon seeds, and completely regarded the other person as a transparent person, as if she was the only one in this room.

Meng Fusheng didn't mind, on the contrary, he felt that the whole atmosphere was more suitable for him, her exaggerated performance of various bodies and words just now looked very lively and festive, but it made people feel that there was a weirdness that was out of place.

During the time when he was spying on He Cuiran, she gradually recovered her original self when she pretended to be another person when she was not necessary, and she did not have the pretense of being alienated for fear of exposure before, and she even gradually chatted with Nuan Chun and March and others, who had been neglected by her for a long time.

Nuan Chun and March had that feeling of flattery for a while, because since the princess returned to the palace, their feelings have suddenly become estranged a lot, the princess has nothing to say to them, and she doesn't look for them for anything, and they are more and more like real masters and servants, which makes the two of them frightened and a little sad at the same time, and they don't know what they did wrong to make the princess so atmospheric and alienate themselves.

It's good now, although the princess feels much worse than before, but she is willing to get close to them, and she will let Nuan Chun help her comb her hair for a few days.

Meng Fusheng saw that He Cuiran had more smiles on his face than before, and was very puzzled, "Do you feel happy now?" ”

He Cuiran threw a smug look at her arrogantly, "Of course, in the past, I used to need to be scared all the time and not say anything, I didn't dare to do anything I liked, I lived according to other people's hobbies, and my heart was always lifted, where could I be happy?" It's good now, someone is waiting, and there is no need to worry about the identity being exposed, it's all exposed anyway, don't you say? ”

Speaking of the back, she also raised her chin towards Meng Fusheng, the smile on the corner of her mouth was bright and bright, and with that face, Meng Fusheng was stunned for a while, forgetting that this was not Du Yueyan, and muttered in her mouth: "Yan'er." ”

He Cuiran didn't hear clearly, looked at him curiously, and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Meng Fusheng suddenly realized that he was in a daze just now, his expression turned cold for a moment, and he said succinctly: "It's okay." Then he left without looking back. This shocked He Cuiran, I don't know what that Lord Yama means, where did she provoke him?

I don't know - since I can't figure it out and He Cuiran doesn't want to think about it, I can do what I have to do, and I'm very comfortable.

Meng Fusheng ran away because he almost felt that the person standing in front of him was Yan'er just now when he knew that He Cuiran was under Yan'er's skin, which made him rarely a little flustered.

However, He Cuiran, who has faded away from her original fears, does have a lot of similarities with Yan'er, in terms of personality, she is the same as Yan'er before, lively and cheerful and eccentric, and has a kind of noisy energy in front of close people. In terms of behavior, he knew that Yan'er also liked to eat melon seeds and eat snacks while lying on the beauty couch.

Especially today, He Cuiran's bun should also be combed by Nuan Chun, which was the most often combed bun by Yan'er in the past, which made him very flustered, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't prohibit He Cuiran from letting Nuan Chun help her comb this kind of bun.

He felt that he saw Yan'er's shadow in He Cuiran.

Meng Fusheng didn't dare to spy on He Cuiran for a day today, because he hadn't been able to heal the waves in his heart. During the day, he could still restrain himself, but at night, the waves of longing came one after another, directly submerging him, arousing a deeper and heavier longing for Du Yueyan in his heart.

He was a little listless, emotional, unable to lift anything, unable to sleep at night, lying on the bed tossing and turning, as long as he closed his eyes, Yan'er's bright smiling face would appear in front of him, as fresh as yesterday, so that he could not sleep.

Instead of getting entangled like this, it's better to get up and get drunk so that you can get some sleep. He hadn't drunk for a long time, for fear of getting drunk and making a mistake, and now he didn't have any urgent tasks on him, so he wouldn't miss a drink.

Meng Fusheng went to Du Weizhen to ask for a bottle of wine, and when he asked, he casually prevaricated a few words and passed. Du Weizhen would definitely not ask, after all, he also knew that he was a person who loved wine, and he was simply greedy.