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"Princess, please stay here. Ling'er and I will be leaving first. We won't disturb the group master's peace anymore." Liang He walked rather quickly, only leaving behind these words.

When Princess Yaoyan regained her senses and wanted to give chase, she discovered that the two men were no longer in the restaurant.

Princess Guangyan returned to her room feeling a little stifled. The room was a mess; even the door had been shattered. It lay quietly on the floor, and she felt like weeping but had no tears to shed.

They had already made such a good private room into this state, and they even left without a single person, not to mention that they were still talking about such a dirty thing. Sure enough, Liang He only seemed like a person for a few moments.

After Liang He had walked out with Yan Ling, he slowly walked down the street, hand in hand. Yan Ling felt a bit embarrassed. He looked around at the expressions of the surrounding people, and then tried to free his hand.

However, Liang He rarely had the opportunity to do so. Since he was able to pull Yan Ling along on the streets, he naturally used his own palm to tightly wrap around Yan Ling's small hand. How could he be willing to let go?

"There are so many people here, let go." After a while, Yan Ling saw that he was unable to break free, and whispered in a low voice.

Liang He smiled until his face was rippling with the spring breeze. He said without a care, "So what if there's more people? Ling'er is so beautiful, could it be that you're afraid of others looking at her? "

Suddenly, Yan Ling did not want to pay any attention to him. He turned his head away and did not look at Liang He. But he didn't expect that Liang He would actually be dissatisfied.

Liang He suddenly stopped. He pulled Yan Ling's head back, looked into her eyes, and stubbornly said, "Why aren't you looking at me? Are you still thinking about Liang Yi?"

Yan Ling was taken aback for a moment before finding the matter somewhat amusing. He said helplessly, "That's right, I was just thinking about the Third Prince."

Seeing Liang He's instantly turn ugly, Yan Ling suddenly held back his laughter and continued, "So, the strike that was just given to the third prince, do you want to give it a try as well, your highness?"

Just as he finished speaking, Yan Ling could not hold back his laughter. Seeing Yan Ling's expression, Liang He also felt that it was funny.

Liang He deliberately wore a straight face as he pinched Yan Ling's face. With a sour expression, he said, "You obviously stayed with me, but Ling'er is still thinking about other men. Furthermore, she is smiling so happily."

Yan Ling's face suddenly turned red as he slapped away Liang He's hand that was messing around with his own face. He purposely said, "Even if I say that I'm thinking about Yin Tong right now, the Crown Prince won't be happy with it."

The corner of Liang He's mouth twitched. Although this was indeed the case, he still felt somewhat embarrassed after hearing Yan Ling's words.

However, it was clear that Yan Ling had no intention of bothering himself with this matter. The two of them held hands as they walked aimlessly on the street.

Yan Ling suddenly felt that Princess Zhao Yan was a little pitiful. He had clearly wanted her to accompany him, but the time they had spent together wasn't long and he had left her alone. Now, he didn't know how to be angry.

Yan Ling suddenly laughed. Although he immediately held it in, how could Liang He avoid his eyes?

"Who does Ling'er think of now?" I feel like I don't even exist anymore. " Liang He said with dissatisfaction as he pinched his fingers together.

Yan Ling sensed that this time, Liang He was truly a little angry. Although the strength in his hands didn't make Yan Ling feel any pain, he still felt a baffling sense of guilt.

"Alright, alright, it's all my fault, okay? You shouldn't be thinking about others when you're with your highness the crown prince. " As if trying to curry favor with him, Yan Ling shook the hands of the two of them as a smile hung on his face.

Seeing Liang He remain silent, Yan Ling felt a little helpless. He didn't know how to coax such a savoury man.

Yan Ling looked around and suddenly caught sight of a small stand selling candies and paintings. For some reason, Yan Ling felt a sudden surge of interest. Then, as if he had suddenly thought of something, Yan Ling suddenly thought of something.

Yan Ling pulled Liang He's hand and smiled mischievously. "Your Highness, don't be angry. Why don't I treat you to some sweets?"

Liang He was stunned when he saw the smile on Yan Ling's face. Before he could even react, Yan Ling held his hand and ran over to the candy seller.

As Liang He saw the look of excitement on Yan Ling's face, he immediately understood what was going on. Yan Ling wasn't trying to apologize to Ye Zichen, but rather, he was obviously interested in this candy painting.

Liang He was somewhat helpless, but he still didn't expose Liang He's words. Instead, he had a doting smile on his face. Liang He had rarely seen such childish words. If Yan Ling could always be this happy, Liang He didn't feel that there was anything bad about it.

"What kind of candy painting would you like, lady?" The old man in front of the vendor was smiling so much that even his eyebrows couldn't be seen.

After all, this old man was in the business. It was obvious that although Liang He looked luxurious, he was obviously not interested in his sugar paintings.

The elder naturally wouldn't bring embarrassment upon himself. As long as this young lady liked it, the young master accompanying her would naturally not be reluctant to spend money.

"Is anything okay?" Although Yan Ling had seen such small tricks before, he had never experienced them himself. Thus, he asked with great interest.

"Only dragons and phoenixes are not allowed to be randomly drawn. Everything else is fine." The old man looked around and whispered.

"Mm …" "Well, what do you want?" He tugged at Liang He's sleeve.

Although he was very interested, he didn't know what he wanted. That was why he asked Liang He for help.

Liang He had never been fond of sweet things. At this moment, he only casually said, "Draw whatever you like."

Who would have thought that Yan Ling would suddenly become dissatisfied. He angrily turned his head away and said, "I already said that I bought it for you, not for me to buy it myself."

Liang He suddenly felt that it was a little funny. Yan Ling had never hidden his thoughts, yet he still stubbornly said he bought them for himself. Liang He only felt that they were very cute.

"Alright, alright, I was wrong, alright? "In that case, I'll just draw a rabbit." Liang He coaxed Yan Ling as he turned his head towards the old man who was selling sugar paintings.

"Alright." The old man replied with a smile, and his hands began to busy themselves.

Yan Ling was not really angry to begin with. At this moment, he was also attracted by the sugar painting under the old man's hands. How could he have the time to care about Liang He?

However, when Yan Ling saw the rabbit that was gradually forming under the old man's hand, he suddenly became curious.

Yan Ling raised his head and asked Liang He, "Why is there a little rabbit?"

Liang He smiled. "Perhaps it's because I like it."

There was something Liang He didn't say. Actually, Liang He felt that Yan Ling had just used his temper on him, and that he really did look like a little rabbit.

Yan Ling mumbled in amusement, "How could a man like a rabbit …"

After hearing this, Liang He did not explain. He only smiled and rubbed Yan Ling's head. Yan Ling did not avoid her, but lowered his head in embarrassment.

Not long after the sugar painting was done, Liang only took a bite, while the rest entered Yan Ling's stomach. It wasn't good, but it was sweet.