Quickly wear the big guy, she's beautiful and flirtatious

Chapter 34 Report to the Crown Prince, the Crown Princess hanged herself again (34)

Zhao Huaijin staggered back to her bedroom.

This is the second time he has escaped from Furong Pavilion in such a embarrassing manner.

And every time...

His usual stability and peace crumbled as soon as he met Lin Lang.

It's like being possessed.

Obviously her every move is a little frivolous.

But why is he getting more and more addicted?
Trying to calm her breathing, Zhao Huaijin called Zhuiying in a cold voice.

"Go and get some water, the king wants to take a bath."

Zhuiying scratched his head in doubt: "Your Highness, didn't you just take a bath two hours ago?"

Two hours ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he would go out to relax before his hair was dry.

He put on his coat and left.

His Highness is always meticulous in his clothes, and the same is true of his clothes. I have never seen him running to relax in such a slovenly manner.

wait, coat...

Where is His Highness's coat?

Zhao Huaijin said impatiently: "Do you dare to refute this king's words now?"

"Don't dare, this subordinate will go here."

"Cold water." Zhao Huaijin added.

"what?"

Zhao Huaijin glared at him, and then Zhuiying kept silent and retreated.

After soaking in cold water, Zhao Huaijin calmed down a lot.

At the very least, Lin Langyun's coquettish peach eyes and seductive red lips are no longer in his mind.

Zhao Huaijin changed into black clothes, walked to the desk, stared at the scroll of calligraphy and painting on the desk in a daze.

The moonlight refracted in from the window, casting a shadow on his face.

The long eyelashes moved slightly, his expression was completely shrouded in darkness, and he couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger.

After a while, Zhao Huaijin stretched out her bony hand and picked up the scroll of calligraphy and painting.

He opened it rather reluctantly.

The painting is a handsome man.

A few words beside it:
Shen Yuan, male, was born on the third day of August in the year of Yin Chou. He was nineteen years old. He was a student of Prime Minister Su and is currently the head of the Ministry of Rites.

Ah.

Is this Su Linlang's childhood sweetheart?

Unremarkable, mediocre.

Chasing Shadow brought him such a message in the evening.

It is said that before Lin Lang married into the Prince's Mansion, she had a childhood sweetheart named Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan has lived in the Xiangfu since he was eight years old.

eight years old.

They lived together for 11 years.

Zhuiying hesitated and told him that the servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion said that their eldest lady and this scholar had already made a private decision for life.

But the prime minister disliked Shen Yuan's background and did not agree to their marriage.

Then there was the matter of the queen giving the marriage.

No wonder Lin Lang has been depressed all day long since she got married.

No wonder she didn't even give him a smile this year.

It turned out that she already had someone she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

It turned out that it wasn't him.

But why she treats herself so well these days.

So good that he thought she was the beauty he wanted to hold hands with for the rest of his life.

But the arrival of this Shen Yuan broke all his fantasies.

Is it because she is unwilling to marry someone she doesn't love, that's why she attracts herself so much, let him fall in love with her, and then experience her love again?

Zhao Huaijin couldn't figure it out.

He, who never drank alcohol, drank it depressedly.

Even so.

He still can't figure it out.

But when he was struggling and wandering, she just appeared with a full body of moonlight.

As passionate and seductive as ever.

Stubborn, he wants to show that he is not the kind of person who is obsessed with beauty and cannot extricate himself.

So she rejected her repeated good intentions.

He wasn't drunk with such strong wine, but she was.

He showed his weakest side unreservedly.

He should have taken her into his arms.

But he hesitated.

He wasn't sure if she did it on purpose or by accident.

After all, the person in her heart is not him.

　Zhao Huaijin: "The person I love doesn't love me, and the person who loves me doesn't love me. What kind of suffering is this?"

　　Lin Lang: "Little Jinjin, I want to eat hawthorn cake."

　　Zhao Huaijin: "Sweet or sour? Soft or hard?"

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)