Pretty Her

Alang was talking, a pair of eyes stared at Huai Tao's face, for fear of her sadness or fear, just want to come forward to comfort, never thought, Huai Tao does not seem to need her comfort.

The cowardly beauty smiled, "It's his job not to give him a second chance. It's my job to live in the palace."

Arang could not help pinching a cold sweat.

"Miss ..."

Huaitao disagreed and continued to bandage her wounds.

The weather is good today, the light is shining through the window, and the whole palace is bright.

Alang glanced at the beauty on the opposite side, she didn't seem to realize the crisis was coming.

Arang was anxious, reminding her softly: "Miss, in the future, try to avoid His Royal Highness. If you can't avoid it, Miss Madame will never anger His Highness, His Highness ..."

Stop the horrifying words in time-His Royal Highness has too many means to deal with people, and every thing that comes out, just listening, is chilling.

Arronton paused. In order not to scare Huai Tao, he changed his soft words: "As long as the lady is obedient, Her Royal Highness should not deliberately torture the lady."

"Torture?" Huaitao covered his mouth. "You talked about him like a big bad guy."

Arang took advantage: "Men are big baddies."

Huai Tao pouted, "Is he bad?"

Alang was silent.

Who dares to say bad things about His Royal Highness? Even if I thought quietly in my heart, my back had to be perspired with a sweat, for fear that next time he would be swept up by the prince's eyes, he would confess everything.

Huai Tao stood up. When she woke up, she was very good and no longer entangled in the topic of men. She ordered Arang: "I want to eat something, and you should let the people outside the palace go to the royal dining room to pass the meal."

Maybe it was God ’s care. On the fifth day of Huaitao ’s marriage to the palace, the old emperor ’s condition was brought under control and his body gradually improved.

The emperor had been lying on the sickbed for a long time, and it was difficult to get a visit to the Royal Study Room, summoned the minister and the prince, and asked about the recent court hall as usual.

The Prince happened to be back from the lobby of the Ministry of the Ministry, was summoned, and immediately went to the Royal Study Room.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of Yushufang, Yaoyao saw an individual.

Thin body, Liu waist Manman, move one step at a time, carrying the bulky nine-layer gauze up from the other side.

Behind her, the palace lady shouted in a panic, "Queen maiden, please go slowly and fall carefully."

The beauty was obviously very excited, and she walked and turned back to the palace girl: "I have to see the emperor quickly ..."

The prince's face was indifferent, and the jade fingers between Capricorn's fingers. Oh, such a small thing that does not know the heights and heights of the earth, has even stirred up the mind of fighting for favor.

Huai Tao walked and hit her forehead, Jiao Yang was like her. She immediately covered her forehead, and was crying as soon as she felt pain. Before she could be held accountable, she could hear a somber voice. "The queen just said, Who are you going to meet? "

Huai Tao looked up and was Prince Edward.

Today, he wore a crimson suit, a jade crown, a straight hair, a robe with a plain gown, and a man wearing a gauze shirt, which should have been soft and worn on him, but he was not in the slightest intimacy. It looks cold and cold, like an immortal in the world of Jiuzhong, bowing to the world and waving his hand, there are countless worshippers.

Huai Tao hadn't responded yet, and his hand covering his forehead was opened by him.

If his finger slipped past the spot where she just hurt, it seemed to be rubbing her, but only a few seconds later, he retracted his hand, as if the touch just was her illusion.

The prince had his back on his back, his cold lips opened slightly, calling her: "Queen?"

Huai Tao returned to God, immediately squeezed back the tears in his eyes, and whispered, responding to his knowing question just now: "His Royal Highness, I am going to see the emperor, are you too?"

The prince did not respond to her.

The palace man behind him caught up, first greeting the prince, and then quickly grooming for Huaitao.

Huai Tao supported Fuyao and instructed the palace man: "Beads on my head seem a little loose. When I meet the emperor, if I lose my hair bun, it will be ugly."

The Prince's eyes glanced coldly.

The beauty wore a beaded head, and at a glance she knew that she had been carefully dressed, and she seemed to be impatient to show her beauty.

Gongren was about to step into Huai Tao to re-enter the hair bun, and before he touched the beauty Uss, he was intercepted halfway.

The Prince swayed the emerald jade step in the palm of his hand, and said lightly, "Go on."

The palace man froze, then stepped back.

Huai Tao frowned, and the gesture was about to sway him. The prince raised his hand, and it was the trick of the Dongfang that teased her that day. He raised his eyes and Yu Guang beckoned her.

Huai Tao stretched out his hands without thinking too much. He jumped on his feet and grabbed the first shot. If he couldn't, he wouldn't continue the second shot.

The beauty murmured, "No more."

She went forward when she raised her skirt. The prince looked over and saw her sullen, her face flushed.

The next moment, the prince reached out and stopped.

The other hand dropped, shaking the fresh emerald jade step firmly into the beauty side.

When she felt the swaying edge of the side, she raised her eyes and stared at him for a while, then took off the step with a grate, and raised her hand to smash.

Hanging hands in the air, there was no next step.

In the end I was still reluctant.

Such a good condition, the palace can never find a second one.

The beauty faked rubbing her nose, withdrew her movements, took a turn, and wore it back again. There was no change in expression on her face, and she still encouraged her cheeks to declare her angry attitude.

Seeing the prince, he laughed in his heart.

Unpromising.

If you want to smash, you can't bear it. Not even demonstrations, soft, people can not help but want to rub.

Huai Tao took a few steps and found a person behind him.

He was very daring, and in broad daylight, he was not afraid of seeing him. He reached up to her ears in a grand manner and asked, "Hearing that his father's condition is getting better, rush to please his old man?"

She didn't seem to hear the chill in his words, she was innocent, and answered honestly: "I haven't met the emperor. He has been training before. I am not convenient to see him, but now that he is fine, I will definitely go and see To see him."

At this point they had come to the door of the Royal Study Room.

When the chief executive saw the prince with a smile on his face, he was busy preparing to go in for a message.

Huaitao shouted anxiously: "And me, I want to see the emperor too."

The chief executive froze for a few moments before reacting.

It turned out that the young queen who entered the palace was so charming and beautiful, a wonderful girl like a flower stood with the prince, like a pair of golden boys and girls.

The chief executive was busy stopping, remorse.

The little queen is her Majesty's Empress, how can she associate it with His Royal Highness. What a sin.

The general manager always used to see the beauty of the harem. At this time, she stared at Huai Tao's eyes, and could not help but soften her heart. Even the polite words said that the score was soft. After that, they were all sent back, and the emperor ordered that no concubine be seen today. "

The beauty's eyes were darkened, disappointed, "I have never seen the Emperor since my big marriage. Wouldn't the Emperor want to see me?"

The chief executive quickly comforted: "The queen mother is sad, the emperor misses you several times ..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly glanced at the prince next to him coldly, and the chief executive shrugged his shoulders, swallowed the words behind, and changed his mouth: "Mother, please come back."

The beauty refused to go, "I'm waiting for the emperor here."

She was talking, and a pair of beautiful eyes were flowing, and she gently swept over the prince, as if complaining and unwilling, as if to do something big.

The Prince looked up, and the sun today was extremely pungent.

The prince retracted his gaze and stepped inside. Just two steps out, I heard the sobbing of the beauty behind.

The Prince frowned, then turned around, and under the white light, half of his face was hidden in the light, cold and ruthless, his thin lips lightened, and he threw two words toward Huaitao: "Come here."

Huai Tao chuckled, then burst into tears and laughed, trotting towards him.

The chief manager did not dare to stop.

His Royal Highness wanted to bring someone in. No one could stop it.

She entered the outer room of the Imperial Study Room, pulled the prince's robe corner, and thanked him happily: "Thank Your Highness for bringing me in, and when I see the Emperor, I must ..."

The Prince Edward turned sharply, lowering his voice deliberately, cold and heavy: "Who says you can see the Emperor?"

The beauty of Didi is very puzzled, "I have come in ..."

He interrupted her politely: "God is just bringing you in, not to take you to see the emperor, to be honest here, no sound is allowed."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The beauties took hold of him without knowing the moment, and her soft, soft throat was full of resentment: "I am the queen ..."

The prince slaps her hand that is involved in the robe corner, without turning her head, she goes in, leaving a sentence lightly: "When you call you queen alone, you are the queen, otherwise you are nothing.

He had instructed the people outside the palace not to pass Huaitao's arrival.

The emperor's waiters were all smart people, and they all knew what to say and do. Even when the chief executive does things, he takes the prince's will first.

The prince entered, and the emperor and several other ministers have been waiting for a long time.

The emperor's sickness and fatigue, although improved, is still not as good as before, and asked sickly: "Prince, who are you talking to before? Who is standing outside?"

The Prince's face was calm, and his voice was like a clear stream flowing slowly. "Today is very dry, and my son is afraid that the palace people will not be thoughtful of his service. He is tired of the father and the emperor, so he ordered a few more words."

The emperor smiled: "You have the heart."

After chatting for a while, the emperor gradually felt tired and didn't want to go back to the palace to sit on the bed early, saying nothing. Everyone surrounded him except the prince.

The prince walked quietly to the outside, raised the curtain, and saw that Huai Tao was carrying the tea sent by the palace man. Without a sip, the tea lid had not moved at all. She stomped her feet and stretched her neck to look inside, as if she could find any treasure, waiting for anyone who came out to see her.

Waiting was waiting, but she was not the one to wait.

The prince was extremely displeased and sneered, saying, "The queen mother has a chic interest."

She looked at him resentfully, her mouth sulking. "What does Your Highness mean?"

The Prince approached, and suddenly dragged her to the wall. She leaned against the wall, holding tea in her hands, and timidly wanted to move away from his imprisonment.

The prince bowed his head, exhaling as blue as his eyes, as if the black eyes were like a bottomless lake.

"Queen, you are too hungry to eat, even the elderly in the 60s are not willing to let go, are you so afraid of keeping the boudoir alone?" His voice is like jade, his words are clear and pleasant, although there is no irony in his tone, but Prickly and merciless.

The beauty's tearful eyes instantly resembled the flood, and Douda's tears fell out. She cried and looked at him, and was extremely wronged: "I ... I want to see the emperor ..."

The prince clasped her waist with a backhand, and the other clasped her back. She pressed subconsciously against the wall and could only stick to his hand, so as not to hit her head while struggling.

The Prince was closer, and a thin lip passed by her, only a millimeter apart. His breath almost reached her mouth, and he said fiercely, "I will let you see, you will see If you dare to act lightly like today, solitude will leave you dead forever. "

He paused slightly, with a smile on his lips. "Of course, if you want to be buried in advance, you can still be alone."

The beauty wrinkled with a small face, trembling with trembling, her voice was blurred with tears: "You ... are you going to kill me ..."

The Prince frowned.

It's overdone, and it seems a bit difficult to take it back.

The beauty's just enough fear gave him down the steps, she whispered, "I don't want to die yet."

The Prince's cold words added a bit of coaxing meaning: "Obey if you don't want to die."

The beauty was bitter and did not answer.

The prince bullied himself, and his tough chest pressed on her. "Huh?"

The beautiful woman said hoarsely, "I'm just obedient."

His aggressive manner was frightening, and the tea cup in her hand was not stable, and he fell to the ground with a stun.

Her first reaction was not to look at the debris on the ground, nor to watch the movement in the inside, but to look at the expression of the prince.

But he had apparently incorporated her little movement into his eyes, without any flustered expression. Instead, he clenched her wrist slowly, holding her head up suddenly when she was not prepared.

The prince lay on her shoulder with a faint smile: "The queen is so spoiled that she even breaks the bowl of tea."

The voice of the emperor came from the beginning of the conversation: "Prince, are you outside, what is it?"

The prince moved slowly, blowing a breath against her ears, her thin lips pressed together, holding her earlobe, and raised her tone gracefully, and said in the middle, "Father Emperor, my son was thirsty for tea, and accidentally fell off the tea cup . "

The emperor was weak: "You want to drink tea and ask people outside to come in and wait for you, why bother yourself?"

The Prince no longer spoke.

The emperor turned his attention and re-talked with the ministers about the court.

Huai Tao wanted to break away, but couldn't. The Prince consciously resisted her. The more she resisted, the brighter the broken light in his eyes.

Jiao Jiao Renren, smart by himself.

"I ... I feel bad ..."

The beauty suddenly stopped struggling, and her soft, soft voice changed her tone, as if to beg him for something.

Prince: "Huh?"

The beauty cried and darted, "My snot is about to come out, Your Highness will wipe it for me."

He thought she was crying too much and was uncomfortable. He wanted to make someone blow her nose.

The prince let go of her.

The beauty freed her hands and hurriedly looked for Sipa. The prince handed a lotus embroidered handkerchief. She just wanted to take it, but he didn't give it to her. Instead, she stuck the handkerchief directly to her nose. The handkerchief pinched her.

She blew her nose out, trying to keep her motions down.

Her nose was unblocked, and she rubbed her eyes subconsciously, her face soaked with tears, and her fingertips were covered with water stains.

The prince pulled out another clean handkerchief and stroked it. She wiped away the tears on her face a little, and suddenly gave up and said, "My makeup is crying."

She had red tearful eyes, and her eyes were lowered uncomfortably. Her voice was like that of a mosquito, her voice was stubborn, and she murmured, "Even if I cry and face, I am still the most beautiful woman in the palace. "

The prince sneered again.

She caught his disdain, raised her eyes and asked him, "Why, am I ugly now?"

The prince wanted to answer, ugly.

But she was sobbing, she was so recruited, his handkerchief was exhausted, and she didn't want to dirty her robes to wipe her tears.

So he was very patient and told the truth: "Not ugly."

The person who was crying just now was smiling sweeter than honey at the moment, turning his face faster than turning the book, and his crying face was flushed. With affirmation, he was docile like a sheep. "I'm going back to the pepper temple. "

Prince Edward: "You should go back."

After that, he picked up her sleeve robe backhandedly, "Lone is just on the way, I'll send you a ride."

The author has something to say: Alang: What to do, it seems that no matter how high his Royal Highness Prince is in the Royal Study Room, the young lady in the dark and the righteous way will not be able to stop him.

Chan Chan: That's really ... too exciting.