"Lin'er ......"

Zhou Jinmo's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but murmur.

The night wind blew, and his voice was too low for Jun Zilin to hear.

Just like that, he held hands and walked back to the Four Princes' Mansion.

The two of them, who had not rested all night and should have been sleepy, were extremely energetic at the moment.

Zhou Jinmo's face was bright, and he ordered someone to serve milk and pastries.

Instead, he invited Jun Zilin to his hall and sat down.

Unlike in the past, when you entered the palace of the four princes, they were all seated in the main hall. This is the first time Jun Zilin has sat in Zhou Jinmo's room. I always felt that something was wrong in my heart.

But at the dawn of this night, if she sat down in the main hall of the Four Princes' Mansion and talked to the Four Highnesses, it would be even more inappropriate. And the temple was very vast, but it seemed alienated and unfamiliar.

At this time, Zhou Jinmo's room was antique, and there was a drunkard wine incense burner on the square mahogany table not far away, spitting light smoke.

On the table in front of him is a blue and white peony-patterned porcelain plate with freshly baked pastries on it. Although it is said that it has been hot on the stove, Jun Zilin knows that only freshly baked pastries will have such a mellow and rich crispy taste, and if it is kept warm, it will lose its original deliciousness. It's a pity that Zhou Jinmo bothered.

Thinking that when Fang Cai was on the road, there was one less guard behind him out of thin air, and he must have come to urge him to make pastries at the order of the four princes.

In front of me is a small cup with a lady holding a pattern, which is filled with thick white milk, which smells mellow and intoxicating, and people can't help but open their taste buds.

Zhou Jinmo seemed to see through her thoughts, and took the lead in sending a piece of crystal date kernel cake to the front, and said softly, "Lin'er, eat it quickly, or it will be cold." ”

In fact, Jun Zilin couldn't help it.

But let her eat Zhou Jinmo first, she was really a little embarrassed.

"Well, it's delicious!"

Before she could start talking, Zhou Jinmo had already eaten a piece first, and then squinted over and looked at her expectantly.

Jun Zilin smiled generously, picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

After a while, I only felt the fragrance of my lips and teeth, as if even my tongue was entangled, and I was careful to swallow my tongue deliciously.

She had never eaten such a delicious pastry.

"Eat more."

After Zhou Jinmo finished speaking, he sat down on his own, still holding a small butterfly wrapped in pear blossoms in his hand, and walked to the door, admiring the almost white sky while eating the food in his hand.

After Jun Zilin ate a few pieces, she took the milk cup and sent it to him. Standing with him and looking at the sky, his heart never stopped.

"This time, Lin'er, what do you gain?" Zhou Jinmo looked at the sky, and his voice seemed to blend in with the night.

"It's a little bit rewarding, but I'm not sure yet."

At the mention of this, Jun Zilin sighed slightly.

It's more complicated than she imagined, it's hard to put into words.

"Why, you're not going to talk to me?" Zhou Jinmo turned his head to look at the woman dressed as a small guy beside him, with a harmless and concerned smile.

Jun Zilin shook her head and vetoed, "I don't want the Fourth Highness to bother. What's more, today's matter is already very troublesome for you. Fourth Highness, if it is in the future...... Zilin will definitely repay you! ”

In this world, Jun Zilin has experienced the pain of begging for others.

No one will help you for no reason, and even if they do, they are selfish. After coming here for so long, Jun Zilin only met one Zhou Jinmo. He always responded to her requests, but never mentioned conditions. This made her feel even more that she owed him too much!

"Say these things and do a lot."

Zhou Jinmo shrugged his shoulders a little disappointed, but his eyes lit up slightly, and he said with hope, "If Lin'er really wants to 'repay', the only regret of this prince is...... I will not be able to marry you. If I had known about it in the first place...... It's not like it is now. ”

When there was a happy event in the Dingguo Mansion, Zhou Jinmo got the news from Zhang Ruiyuan and Jun Zilin.

But he expected that the one who would marry Zhang Ruiyuan in the end would not be Jun Zilin. It was because he put his mind at ease, and had already arranged for someone to prepare in secret, and after getting married, he secretly took Jun Zilin and took the opportunity to marry her, even if it was his father, it was too late to object.

But what Zhou Jinmo didn't expect was that this happy event was actually transferred from the Dingguo Mansion to the Jin Palace.

This speed was set in just one day.

And the person whom King Jin asked to marry was Fu Ayacui.

This made Zhou Jinmo like a sharp turn, and he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Zhou Yan's gourd for a while.

In the end, his people failed to receive Jun Zilin, and after that, he also knew that the person who really stepped on the Jin King sedan chair was Jun Zilin, not Fu Ayacui.

It wasn't until the end that Zhou Jinmo knew that Zhou Yan's target had always been Jun Zilin. He had already calculated that the people of Fu Xiangfu would not let Fu Ayancui marry him, but would let Jun Zilin marry instead!

After figuring this out, Zhou Jinmo couldn't help but feel extremely remorseful, he didn't make the first move, but finally gave up Jun Zilin.

It's just that it wasn't until Jun Zilin became the princess of Jin that he knew that he had different feelings for Lin'er than ordinary friends. By this time, it was too late.

When Zhou Jinmo came back to his senses, he saw that Jun Zilin was already missing from his side, he suddenly looked back, and saw Jun Zilin covered with a thin quilt, lying on the beauty chair next to him, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

"Have you fallen asleep already, so fast?"

Zhou Jinmo sighed lightly, and after approaching, he quietly looked at Jun Zilin's eyebrows and eyes by the candlelight, faint eyebrows, and her small face was still black, obviously smeared with a lot of mud stains, but the snow-white and fragile neck under her cheeks looked slender and beautiful.

"Won't you catch a cold when you sleep here?"

Jun Zilin felt someone hugging her, she turned over, closed her eyes and pushed down, shaking her head sleepily and refusing, "Zhou Yan, get up, don't make trouble, I want to sleep." ”

"Zhou Yan?"

When Zhou Jinmo heard these two words, his arms holding Jun Zilin stiffened.

It's just that the next moment he pursed his lips, smiled bitterly, and muttered, "It turns out that this prince is one step too late." ”

put Jun Zilin on the couch, covered her with a thick quilt, and caught a cold in the name of it. But she was not honest, lifted the quilt, rolled into the couch, and muttered, "You have to get up early, you have to get up early." ”

Zhou Jinmo covered her with a quilt again, and then lay back on the beauty chair where Fang Cai Jun Zilin was lying, and slowly closed his eyes.

Jun Zilin, who was asleep, felt that someone was pushing and stabbing herself, she snorted in annoyance, turned over and continued to sleep. How could that person be reluctant, and his voice was also gentle, "Lin'er, hurry up, it's already dawn." ”

Hearing this voice, Jun Zilin was confused, and then suddenly came to her senses.

She popped up, her eyes widened, and she was confused for a moment, and then she thought about it. Hurriedly got up from the couch, and turned to bow to Zhou Jinmo, "Thank you, Your Highness, for taking me in, I have to go!" ”

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