Pretty Her

She froze there, staring at him blankly.

His Royal Highness, who has never met, seems to know her well.

Her jaw was sorely pinched by him, and the tears immediately fell, and the prince whispered twice, and the other hand slowly touched her face, and carelessly wiped her tears for her, but there was no pity for fragrant and precious stones.

There was more ridicule in his eyes, and his tone was quiet and steady. A word was light and thrown out, but it was like thunder.

He said, "What are you crying for? Isn't it that you had to run away with Xin Wang at first, then I will be afraid."

Huai Tao knew it immediately.

He knows everything.

It can almost be said that she knew her well, even knowing that she had been tempted to run away.

He stared at her, unwilling to let go of any subtle expression on her face. Fear or loss, remorse or unwillingness, he had to get out of her.

But she didn't seem to want him to keep exploring.

The beautiful woman looked up at a country-wide face and wiped away her tears, without any guilty conscience, and stubbornly told him, "I can't understand a word of His Highness."

The prince sneered.

The window sill of the hall was too high, and ordinary palace ladies had to step on a few low stools to be able to fully clean it. He suddenly pulled out and left her on the high window sill.

She was petite, shaking her two feet, and wanted to jump down, but didn't dare.

"His Highness ..."

Under the candlelight, the Prince's figure gradually stretched, and he walked very slowly, as if listening to the shouts of the people behind him, but did not stop.

Until she softened her throat and begged him, "His Royal Highness, will you hold me down?"

The prince paused slightly.

Seems to be waiting for her next sentence.

But she would only call him over and over again: "Your Highness, you come back."

The prince couldn't help it, his tone was cold, and he asked, "Where does the queen want you to hug you alone?"

Huaitao rubbed her itchy nose, and said softly, "Hug me."

He was dissatisfied: "Where?"

Beauty: "Everywhere you go, as long as you can hold me from here."

The prince was so cold and thin that he couldn't get anything he wanted to hear, so he left.

A soft flutter came from the air: "Hug me ... hug me on the couch ..."

He had already walked to the door of the temple. He didn't know if he had good ears or because he was too focused on the movement behind him. In short, he was righteous and just heard this sentence.

When even changed direction, strode inward.

The beauty was crying with her head down, not knowing whether she was scared by the wind or scared by the high windowsill. She cried aloud, like a cat, and dropped the paw prints in his ears, which sounded itchy. .

The tall figure blocked the floating shadow under her feet, and she raised her head to see him with a cold face, with a stiff tone, and gave the order: "Climb up yourself."

She didn't stop her tears, and climbed up to his neck while crying.

The prince clasped her waist and hugged her violently, striding steadily towards the bed in the back room.

The beauty fell on his shoulder, crying gradually, and he dared to embarrass the Qingshan embroidery on his shoulder, and deliberately put tears and nose on him.

He rolled his eyes and glanced at her, seeing her cheering with her cheeks, and the hazy tears revealed the unwilling smugness, as if such a small revenge would hit him so hard.

Really a worldly coquettish girl.

The prince intentionally coughed and wanted to scare her. She was so timid that she buried her face in his dressing room, like a little sheep frightened.

Before coming to the bed, she couldn't wait to release him.

The prince let go, "Hug."

After speaking, he took out a hand, without half of the support, Huai Tao had to hug him so that he would not fall.

The Prince was turned over, and all the fruits were peanuts and longan. He waved and swept everything to the ground and made it clean, so he put her up.

As soon as she touched the couch and did not take off her clothes, she drilled into the quilt. She was about to cover herself tightly, and the prince reached down and dropped his hand.

Actually, it wasn't to lift her quilt, but to make a good quilt for her.

The prince was sitting beside the bed with a pair of indifferences, but her gaze swept across her face.

She said to him timidly: "Your Highness, you don't have to guard me, I won't fall asleep until the ugly."

The prince turned a deaf ear and said, "Why, is this alone to your eyes?"

He was really weird. How could anyone in the world be so awkward and disgusted?

"I didn't say that."

The words fell, the prince approached, and a handsome face magnified infinitely in her eyes. He almost touched the tip of her nose and thinly opened her lips.

She frowned. "I didn't."

"Not annoying, it's like it? In that case, how about staying with the queen overnight?"

"No."

She was rushed by him, and her shy face wrinkled. Instead, he laughed, the joyful laughter was like a jade bell, revealing a weird sound. A few seconds later, the prince repeatedly stuck her face, every inch from the fingertips to the knuckles.

"If you ask this now, you believe in the king, not alone, how would you answer, eh?"

The beauty was obviously provoked by his words, and her mouth was a bite.

His hand was bitten by her, but there was no response at all. Instead, he sent it to her lips by himself, and watched her lip print a little bit, even if there was bleeding through the lip print, he did not remove it.

He asked, "Is it enough to bite? Should I hand you the other hand to bite?"

She angrily loosened her teeth and drilled into the quilt.

If she hadn't drilled too fast, she might not have missed this scene.

The lonely and proud prince lowered his head and retracted her bitten hand. The teeth and blood stains were looming on the back of his hand. He lowered his head and felt the lip marks left by her with his lips.

Sudden jump of temples.

For a long while, he resumed his indifference and calmness, looking for the sweet girl who was stuffed in the quilt.

"come out."

She refused.

Prince Edward: "Believe it or not with a whip?"

Huaitao emerged from the quilt, and was long out of breath, and breathed in the fresh air: "Dare you! I'm the queen!"

The prince caught her by chance and wouldn't let her go back again, chuckling: "Queen? What kind of queen do you count? Don't forget, your big marriage is dominated by loneliness everywhere. You say you are a queen. Is she still a princess? "

Huai Tao cursed: "You shameless! Cheeky!"

The more she scolded, the stronger he smiled.

The prince looks good everywhere. He had a beautiful face, different from the beauty of the world. Under his exquisite facial features, he covered the fairy-like coldness and impossibility. With one glance, people's hearts could be feared immediately.

This is the advantage of respecting and treating children from an early age. They are born with a dignified and noble temperament, as if they were born to be looked up to and worshiped.

He, like her, had a deceptive talent.

She cursed and stopped, with a different look on her face.

The prince saw something wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

The beauty murmured softly: "Aching arm hurts ..."

The prince could not help but say that he had lifted the quilt. It turned out that it was not clean and missed a happy fruit. She happened to slip into her wedding dress. She was caught in the palm of his hand and was struggling.

He shook her sleeve, and the fruit fell to the ground, but she still frowned.

"It hurts?"

Before she responded, he rolled up her sleeves, her white arms were slender and long, her skin was like cream, and she was delicate and soft, but just a moment ago, there was bruise on the delicate jade arm.

"It's really coquettish," he said, blowing down his breath, the warm breath spraying down, shaking her with a shudder.

He reached out to rub her, and before her hand fell, she shouted, "It hurts, don't touch it."

The Prince frowned, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally let go of his hand and cleared the couch again, carefully and carefully to ensure that there were no more fruits left.

Before tidying up the bedding, she was carried to several cases next to him.

He threatened her fiercely: "Do not move."

After looking back, she did not dare to move, waiting meekly for him.

The prince picked her up again, and was in a good mood. He was not in a hurry to hug her back to the couch, but held her around the hall for the reason of "visiting the pepper hall".

She was so ashamed that she had nowhere to go, and had to fall in his arms, saying, "I've seen enough, don't watch."

The prince had no words, but still a proud expression. But from his slow pace, she felt that he seemed unhappy.

as expected.

He walked to a few cases before, holding her with one hand, and opened the stacking chair on the ground with the other hand, cascading one layer up, and before she returned, he had already picked her up and put her up.

She was lifted up a bit higher than him, and the things under her feet swayed, and she quickly bent down to tighten his neck.

Prince Edward refused to let her help, and opened her fingers indifferently.

There is no support at all, as if it will fall in the next second.

The beauty who lost her sense of security immediately became soft: "I see, I keep watching."

He stood in front of him and said with interest: "The lonely kindness led the queen to visit the Jiaodian, but the queen did not appreciate it, and it really hurt the lonely heart."

The beauty bit her lip: "Isn't it okay to repay you?"

The prince put his hands behind his back and raised his chin. "Apologize? What will the queen plan to use?"

The beauty shook her head: "I don't know."

The Prince's voice sank: "I don't know?"

The beauty had no choice but to ask, "What do you want ..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the stack of chairs under her feet wobbled. She was frightened and leaned forward uncontrollably.

Instead of falling to the ground, he fell into the arms of the prince.

Even if he calculated well, even if she fell, he could catch her in time.

The beauty in her arms had a false alarm, but her long eyelashes were stained with tears. The prince sighed, wherever he could cry, like water, tears at every turn.

He hugged her, leaned over, and responded to what she said just now, "I haven't thought about it for a while, I'll think about it later, and then ask the queen for a gift of guilt."

This time, she didn't dare to answer, but just said two words silently.

He saw her lips.

It was the word "rogue".

The Prince clenched people calmly, roaming slowly in the temple according to his mind.

She was so sleepy that she fell asleep in his arms, and in order to pretend that she was not sleepy, she threw her mouth out and asked softly, "Isn't your Royal Highness treating me like this, wouldn't you be afraid to sue me to the emperor?"

The Prince's voice was calm and distant: "I treat you like this? How do I treat you?"

She froze restlessly, burying her face so that he could not see her drowsy eyelids, "feed me with porridge, hold me around, hold me high and bully me."

He took her words and smiled and said, "Bullying? What kind of bullying is this?" After a pause, his tone turned, and he was excited: "The ability of a lonely bully has not yet been demonstrated, and if the queen wants to receive advice, There will be opportunities in the future. "

"You bastard."

The beauty's soft and soft curse added a little sleepiness, and everyone's bones were crisp.

The Prince smiled, walked back, and walked towards the soft couch she had dreamed of. She was tortured and twisted in his arms, she wanted to sleep well, and he stopped playing tricks on her and put people down.

"Queen, kindly remind you that you better find out earlier, who is the real master of this huge palace." He nodded her nose. "Sue? You are so stupid."

The beauty didn't listen to him at all, fell asleep on the pillow, and said blindly: "I know, I know."

When it was not ugly at this time, there was still a surplus of fragrant incense.

But this time, the prince did not shake her again.

He watched her fall asleep, stabbed her for the horns, and stood for a while, then walked away.

The night is deep, too thick to melt. The night breeze blew and blew the heat from the Prince's face.

He hugged her for a long time, and then came back to God, only to find his hands were sore.

The prince raised his sleeves, the wide sleeves were blown by the wind, and the scent of contaminated clothing drifted into his nose with the wind, which was the breath of her body.

The prince closed his eyes and was drunk.

instantly.

He suddenly said, "Alang, don't hide, come out."

A Lang in night clothes flew down from the eaves.

The dark guard, who was supposed to be Huai Tao alone, knelt down in front of the prince respectfully, lowered his head, and begged: "Please let my highness let go of the lady."

The prince looked up at the moon, and the bright moonlight was bright and beautiful, just like the beauty of a white body.

He laughed softly, and the warm words were full of the high man's depth: "It seems that you have stayed with that stupid woman for too long and you have forgotten your identity."

Ah Lang scratched his head: "Let His Royal Highness let go of the lady."

The prince glared at her coldly, and allowed her to shed blood on her forehead. For a long time, he slightly opened his lips, as if talking to her, and as if he himself, murmured, "What do you think lonely would do to her?"