In Qingui Palace, the sky was bright. This morning, Her Royal Highness the Princess put on a fox fur coat and walked around the garden. She admired the snowy scene with thousands of pear trees in bloom. She sat alone in the pavilion, warming wine for the first time, as if waiting for someone.
A few days ago, she heard that her brother was assassinated and almost died in Xinghua Town, but she didn't take it to heart. His life was nothing more than a matter of concern.
The delicate jade hand lightly touched her chin, and she suddenly made a move that even Qin Fang didn't dare to think of. Her eyes were slightly resentful, and she sighed softly. She simply lay lazily on the table, revealing her graceful body curves, which was thrilling.
She wanted to drink Jiannan Shaochun.
It's a pity that there is no such altar in the world.
Not long after, a woman wearing a green skirt and fox fur came up with an umbrella. She walked slowly into the pavilion. Her figure was as graceful as a willow tree supporting the wind. Her appearance was natural and beautiful, but her sickly pale face made her look a little... Tired and unhappy.
She hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said softly: "I have met Her Highness the Princess."
Gui Qing's voice was as indifferent as usual, without any emotion, "Sit down." She tapped her jade hand lightly on the table, and the strange and evil aura enveloped the pavilion tightly. It was suddenly as dark as night, and she couldn't see her fingers.
There was another tapping sound on the table, and a faint light was lit in the darkness.
The firelight illuminated the faces of the two girls, and Gui Qing said, "If no light comes in, it will save you the trouble of holding an umbrella."
The woman in the green skirt gently put the umbrella aside, and a faint smile appeared on her tired and sick face, "Has Her Royal Highness's injury been healed?"
Gui Qingyu held the cup in her hand and smiled coldly, "Chen Luyao, you really deserved to die."
The woman in the green skirt was noncommittal. She held her chin with her hands and stared at the weak firelight. She said softly: "Your Highness, the princess, is not happy in your life, right? Just like most women in the world who are suffering from misfortune, I can feel it."
"Chen Luyao, are you asking me to see you just to talk about this?" Gui Qing raised her eyes coldly, "Happiness and unhappiness are the same to me. This world is mediocre and boring, so I never care about it. Come on, why are you unhappy?"
The woman sighed softly, "So you don't even care about family affection, and you also ignore everything in the world. You only have a special liking for wine. You are even more terrifying than those cultivators who forget their love. "
She was filled with emotion and whispered to herself: "How pitiful."
Guiqing sneered and said: "What about you? From being cold and heartless to being heartbroken, and ending up like this, do you deserve to pity me?"
"If you're not afraid of death, I don't mind leaving your soul behind."
Having said this, the atmosphere could not be colder.
Chen Luyao held an umbrella and walked out of the pavilion. Facing the cold and domineering princess, she had no fear or fear at all. But she couldn't die now, at least she had to wait until she returned home to see her parents. As for her extravagant hope of seeing him, she I don’t dare to think about it, and I don’t force it.
Walking out of Qingui Palace, a Taoist priest was taking a nap against the wall. He was swaying and keenly felt the approaching Yin Qi. He opened his eyes and saw Chen Luyao holding an umbrella. He breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing her smile and nod, he pinched the red talisman paper with his fingers. , take back her soul.
Walking out of the inner palace, plum blossoms on both sides were falling like snow, covering the stone steps, and it was like traveling in Tianxiang Kingdom. It was a pleasant sight to see. The Taoist priest suddenly remembered the sad lyrics of the song. There was a sentence in it, "Plum blossoms are falling like snow. It's still full after brushing it all over."
He gently brushed off the snow-white petals, stopped, and saw the sadness. Leaving hatred is like spring grass, walking farther will bring you life. Such days may seem long, but they will eventually come.
The first ray of sunlight avoided the purple curtain and fell on the bed. Wang Sizhi's eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.
When the white cat looked like a ball of snow, it immediately jumped on the bed when its owner woke up. It meowed non-stop and rubbed its little head back and forth as if to say hello.
Wang Sizhi quickly made a shushing gesture to signal it to be silent. She stretched out her hand and gently pushed the man on the pillow. Seeing that he didn't respond and was still snoring loudly, she curled her lips unhappily.
No one knows how she spent last night. This man, who is now dreaming of spring and autumn dreams, vowed before going to bed last night that he would sleep well, but as soon as he turned out the candle, he started snoring like thunder. Then he would push his own bedding to the ground, and when it was cold, he would start grabbing her bedding. The problem was that she slept on the bed, leaning against the drafty window and the cold wall. Not to mention the cold, he snatched all the bedding away. He tried to snatch them back but couldn't, and ended up freezing all night. Later, I was really tired and fell asleep for a while at dawn. And what about this man? Ever since I turned out the candle last night, my snoring has not stopped!
Wang Sizhi blinked, very slowly, for fear of waking him up, and gently moved across him, then lay down face to face with him.
Even though Wang Sizhi had seen the appearance of the immortal so close at hand, his heart was still filled with emotion. At the Lantern Festival of that year, I saw him for the first time. He was dressed in a scarlet snow shirt and a jade crown on his head. He was like a man who never eats fireworks. Everyone in the world knew that he had bad conduct, was licentious, and was violent, but that was mostly just the view of men. Most women in the world favor him and admire him, and some even refuse to marry him. It seems that every time he goes out to play, a bold woman will take the initiative to embrace her, with shy eyebrows, but he just smiles and pushes away, saying, "Girl, please respect yourself."
Wang Sizhi is a woman, so she naturally understands women's thoughts better. She knew that women were like water, and it was easier for them to have romantic feelings. Maybe when she saw a gentle scholar while shopping today, she might not forget him for a while. Maybe if I see a handsome young man tomorrow, I might lose my mind. It was obviously just a chance encounter, and maybe there was no chance to pass by each other, so we could only stop at a distance, but the love in my heart became stronger the more she shelved it. Therefore, she believed that every time the most handsome man in front of her went out, many women would lose their minds and even miss him for life.
There is no reason to talk about love. Maybe two people can't cook raw rice into cooked rice after spending their whole lives together. Maybe when two people meet for the first time, they are destined to be together for life. I don't know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper. When she first met him in Greenbelt City, she asked herself that she didn't like him. Even if she later obeyed him obediently like a kitten, she just wanted to save the Wang family. As for when she really fell in love with him, she had forgotten, or she never knew. She only knows that she loves this man more and more now and can't live without this man more and more. I used to approach him with a purpose, but now I just think it's ridiculous.
She knew that with his flirtatious nature, if she liked him, she would be often jealous and sulky. But compared to my past self, I didn't even know what love was, and I didn't even have a person I liked. After the Wang family was confiscated, I was like a walking corpse, without any emotion at all. It was this man who bumped himself lightly with his shoulder, it was this man who tried every means to make himself happy, it was this man who was the most noble man, and he did not hesitate to set himself on fire to save the Wang family.
She didn't expect to get all his love, and even followed him into the palace and lived in that corner. Even if he didn't come often, it didn't matter. As long as he still remembered her, that was enough.
Wang Sizhi gently got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. After washing up, she put her hair back into a hairpin and looked demure. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to put on some makeup.
In front of the makeup mirror, the beauty sits alone.
Most of the women on the beauty review list are naturally beautiful, with fragrant temples, rosy cheeks, and rosy lips with icy skin. Even without makeup, they are still extremely beautiful. Applying makeup is just the icing on the cake. This is especially true for a beautiful woman like Wang Sizhi. There is actually not much difference between wearing makeup and not wearing makeup.
But when facing the one she loves, of course a woman wants to look better.
A woman should look good to those who please her.
Wang Sizhi dressed up very delicately and moved gently and leisurely. On the bed, the man was still sleeping soundly, unaware that a beauty was putting makeup on him.
She gently touched the exquisite earrings, then gently bit the thin piece of fat, and pursed her lips slightly. After everything was done, she tilted her head slightly and looked at the beauty in the mirror with a smile in her eyes. The eardrum also made a crisp sound, like falling snow and broken jade, which was very pleasant to the ear.
She glanced at the man with resentment in her eyes, blaming him for not waking up yet. After a moment of self-pity in front of the makeup mirror, I planned to go out to buy some breakfast, so I quietly left the room.
There is no doubt that when Wang Sizhi walked on the street, many eyes full of amazement were cast towards her. But no one dared to strike up a conversation. Even passers-by avoided her.
The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is. This statement is by no means alarmist. Last night, a sound filled the city, and everyone in Qingqian knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was staying here, accompanied by a very beautiful woman.
Wang Sizhi strolled leisurely, taking her time, as if she had never seen those amazing and shocking eyes. She has long been used to this kind of thing. When he was still living in the capital, as long as he stepped out of his house, he would definitely bump into some dandy boy, and then he would be entangled for a long time. She firmly believed that if she were not the daughter of a powerful royal family, but just a commoner's daughter, she would inevitably be teased and taken advantage of by those dandy boys.
There is a breakfast shop a few miles away from the inn. There is not much food except porridge and steamed buns. Wang Sizhi was a little confused. She was not sure whether Gui Liu liked to eat or not. However, since he is a prince, he must have a picky taste. Most likely he will not be able to eat this clear soup with little porridge.
After thinking about it, since I came here, I might as well buy some back. As for whether he likes to eat or not, it doesn't matter. It depends on his mood.
So she asked the shop owner for two bowls of white rice porridge. When she was hesitating about a tray of steamed buns, the boss told her that these were the most delicious sugar buns in Qingqian City, so she no longer hesitated and bought a tray.
Walked back to the inn and entered the room. Perhaps the sound of opening the door was a little loud, but Guiliu, who had been snoring, finally lazily opened his eyes.
"Are you awake? I thought you were going to sleep until noon."
Hearing this voice, Gui Liu subconsciously jumped out of bed and walked towards the table in a daze.
If you sleep for too long, you will look like a drunkard.
Under Wang Sizhi's frowning gaze, Guiliu raised the teapot and poured all the tea into his belly. Putting down the teapot, he finally came to his senses.
Seeing that breakfast was ready, he ignored it and reached out to grab the chopsticks, only to be knocked back hard by a pair of chopsticks.
Wang Sizhi's pretty face was slightly cold, "Wash up first and then eat."
Gui Liu groaned, walked towards the bathroom, and murmured: "Madam, there are so many rules."
Wang Sizhi's body swayed, and his face immediately turned red.
Guiliu walked into the bathroom with a sloppy look and walked out in a shuffle. My hair is still dripping water on the ground. No matter what, I have to unbutton and change my clothes.
Wang Sizhi put down his chopsticks and sighed heavily. How could he still be so sleepy after a long sleep? He is simply worse than a child.
In desperation, she had no choice but to pick up the towel and walked behind him to wipe his hair.
The next second, she knew she had fallen into a trap.
She could no longer break free from this man's arms.
The red lips haven't moved yet, but I feel the fragrance of lipstick first.
The fragrance was alluring, and Gui Liu placed his chin on her shoulder, sucking greedily.
Wang Sizhi only felt pain and itching, and couldn't help but hum.
Guiliu looked at her face carefully, his eyes playful, "Wearing makeup? To please me?"
Wang Si was speechless for a while and sighed: "As long as you are happy."
The two finally sat down and had breakfast together.
Geiliu has a good appetite, maybe because he was hungry just after waking up. She was worried that he wouldn't like eating these before, but now it seems that she was overly worried.
Guiliu picked up a piece of steamed bun and subconsciously looked at Wang Sizhi with a smile in his eyes.
Wang Sizhi's heart immediately tightened and her body moved back unconsciously. She knew this look, the way the man looked when he was about to bite.
Gui Liu took a bite of the steamed bun, feeling satisfied. He seemed to be eating the steamed bun, and his eyes coveted Wang Sizhi's face without stopping for a moment.
“Sweet and soft, so delicious.”
Wang Sizhi blushed, a little shy, and buried her head in her porridge.
On the post road outside Qingqian City, you can see the charming green mountains stretching to the sky on the left, and the shimmering blue waves on the right. All the lakes and mountains are here. This section of the road to produce green money is world-famous.
The sun is shining and the snow is melting.
The road was muddy.
"If you're not good at horseback riding, just don't move." Guiliu smiled, hugged her gently, held the reins with his other hand, rubbed her little head, and said softly: "Would you like to experience riding a horse?" How does it feel like a Mercedes-Benz?”
In her arms, her face turned slightly red and she hummed softly.
Outside Qingqian City, the horse started galloping.
The wind howled, making the clothes rustle.
She suddenly blushed, and she didn't know where the courage came from. Maybe she thought he couldn't hear her, and shouted loudly: "I like you!"
Guiliu laughed loudly: "What did you say? I can't hear you!"
She was stunned for a moment, and then she lost all shyness and shouted happily: "I said, I like you!"
Guiliu clasped her hands and said softly: "This time, I heard you."
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