Pretty Her

As soon as the prince came, the people present got up subconsciously and said hello.

There was no expression on the Prince's face, and he nodded, even if he responded.

His eyes were on only one person from start to finish.

The beauty on the seat saw him, but pretended not to see it, and continued the clink in his hand. After drinking a glass of wine, she turned her Yingying eyes and called softly, "His Royal Highness."

The king of the letter standing next to him put down his glass, his hands sulking: "Brother."

The prince is half a year older than Xinxin Wang. With a breezy moon-like face and a plum-like temperament, the prince has a fresh and angry vitality on his body.

The Prince frowned.

King Xin had a drink and was dizzy for a moment. At this moment, the prince did not like to be called a "brother". In the post-mortem, the prince had only one child. The princes and queens born by their concubines were educated before them. The Prince must not be called "brother" casually, but like others, he should be called "His Royal Highness".

As soon as the prince was born, he was a prince Chu. From the perspective of talents, or the power of his mother's house, no one among the princes could compare with him.

But there are always ambitious people.

Thinking of this, King Xin Xin subconsciously looked at Zhao Guifei, and hurriedly glanced back.

The crown prince had not stretched.

Xinwang Wang Guang glanced at the murderous prince's frown, and then immediately added: "His Royal Highness."

The prince is not watching him.

Xin Xin looked at the Prince's eyes, and the beauty smiled.

Huai Tao's eyes were not for him either.

She is watching the prince.

Xin Xin's figure was stagnant, and he didn't know where he had the courage. He took the jug next to him, filled it with a cup, and returned to Huai Tao.

"Drink another drink."

Without the title of "mother-in-law", there is more intimacy in the tone.

Huai Tao sat side by side on the chair, his eyes retracted from the prince, and he looked carefully at the letter king.

Like Prince Edward, King Xin is also a man in Yushu Linfeng, but the kind of handsomeness on him is not the same as that of Prince Edward.

The prince is a heroic spirit, an overbearing calm and indomitable, and a peerless brilliance coming from a mighty and turbulent society.

The letter king is handsome. It was like standing under a tree holding a pot of wine and looking up at the stars, but only the moonlight was shining into the eyes, took a sip of cold wine, and turned back to see someone coming on the moon and see him, and then suddenly became cheerful.

It turned out that the night sky didn't have stars because the broken stars were hidden in his eyes.

Leaving aside the things he hadn't been to the appointment, just talking about the person who believed in Wang, she would like him, and it wasn't strange to think of it.

How can there be two or eight girls who do not love heroes who save beauty.

He was born with good looks and a benefactor to save her. How could she not like him?

Unfortunately, he was too weak. Or maybe it's not cowardice, but some other reason that can't be explained.

In any case, he didn't deserve her admiration.

Huai Tao subconsciously glanced at the prince not far away.

His eyes were almost burning.

Huai Tao pursed her lips and smiled.

She just loves to see him angry but resists talking.

The moment the beauty raised her hand, the Prince stepped forward.

He was using her eyes to warn her not to drink the King's wine.

How could she not understand? In these days, the emotions in his eyes had already been overcome by her one by one. She was very clear about what this man was thinking.

Although she was clear, it did not mean that she would follow his heart.

Well-behaved lambs can also bite people, and they lie softly and sullenly, scratching and itching.

Huai Tao took the letter king's wine again, and lowered his voice to say something quickly. The letter king didn't hear clearly, and bent subconsciously to get closer.

Looking at the place where the prince was standing, the two seemed to be talking privately.

And it's a pleasant whisper.

When the letter king posted it, she finally heard what Huaitao said. She said, "Don't come near me anymore, I don't like you anymore."

Xin Wang's face was blue and white.

He had long thought that she would not like him anymore. But it's one thing to think, and another thing to hear her say.

The king waiting for the letter returned to God and found that he was stiff and almost choked.

This was his most instinctive reaction to her.

However, even if his heart was broken into millions, Xin Wang had to smile with a bitter smile and answer: "I follow the instructions of my mother."

Xin Xin returned to his seat and stayed for a while. He couldn't stay. Every time he breathed more, he felt a pain in his heart, and even the wine could not solve his sorrow.

Xin Wang Cao Cao found a reason to retire, Huai Tao did not retain.

As he walked away, King Xin Xin paced, as if he had been drunk and drunk, and Zhao Guifei hurriedly instructed the palace maid to come forward and help her.

When the maid was approaching, Xin Xin was not drunk.

He only drank two glasses of wine, both of which were drink by Huai Tao, how could he get drunk.

The maid held the Nobel King, faintly listening to something vaguely spit out in his mouth.

— "Tao Tao ..."

The lady asked intimately: "His Royal Highness, do you want to eat peaches, then the slaves will get them.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Xin Xin's lips: "No need."

She is no longer his peach.

She has completely rejected him.

He is really useless.

After Xin Wang left, Huai Tao drank a few more glasses. Six princesses toasted with several other princesses, Huai Tao did not refuse, and drank a glass. Every time he drank, his eyes would always look unconsciously to the Prince.

He was sitting critically, without a drop of wine.

His face was flushed.

It is red with anger.

After a while.

While everyone was immersed in the Silk Dance, Huai Tao stood up and left, without bringing a maid or Arang around.

She was alone and walked out of the Tai Chao Hall. She walked very slowly, as if who she was waiting for.

A long while.

Boots rang behind him.

At a distance of four or five steps, she smelled the scented ambergris on him. The incense, like his people, was long and firm. The incense fluttered into the wind, and the wind became a slave.

She pretended to be weak and would fall over.

At his usual speed, I was afraid to catch him early.

Today is different.

She fell to the ground, and he still didn't step forward to catch it.

The beauty sat on the ground embarrassed, looked up at him, and asked with a straightforward question: "Why don't you catch me?"

The prince's deep eyes were more daunting than the night.

He poked at her condescendingly, with his hands on his back, his robes in a robe, and the words he said were cold and ruthless: "Why would you want to catch you?"

She blinked awkwardly: "In the past you would always catch me."

The Prince fled his sleeves and moved forward, fluttering softly: "His Royal Highness Your Own, catch you."

The beauty moaned.

Waiting for the prince to take a few steps, there was no movement behind him. He reluctantly turned around, she refused to get up on the ground and rubbed her eyes.

He listened carefully.

No crying.

She lost no gold beans.

This time it's quite boney.

She knew that he turned his head, reached out his hand in a hurry, opened his arms, and spit out a cowardly word: "Hug--"

moment.

Ambergris in the wind is getting stronger.

He came back step by step.

Going forward, the tip of the gold-trimmed boot kicked gently, and the prince said coldly, "get up."

She hugged his feet sharply. "I don't want to get up, my legs are broken and I can't move."

The prince stood for a while.

After all, he couldn't stand it, and bent over to hug someone.

As soon as she touched a thin waist, she had to go into the center of the inch: "I don't hold it, I want to carry it, you haven't carried me yet, I want you to carry it."

Simply shameless.

The prince glared disgustedly, then turned around, facing his wide back to her.

She rushed up, covering his ears with an opportunity, and a sloppy word spilled from her lips: "driving--"

The prince deliberately turned her upside down, "Believe it or not?"

She clung to him, "I don't believe it."

The crown prince let go of her hands, and she lingered on him, "I believe, I believe."

The prince held her back again.

With a long sigh, Huai Tao said without saying, "It seems a little drunk today, my head is groggy."

The prince sneered, "How can you not get drunk when you drink with your old lover?"

The beauty behind was silent.

Prince: "Speak."

She replied dumbly, "What to say, I'm just drinking a glass of wine and seeing you get so angry."

Prince Edward: "What's so lonely about Gu, you can drink with whomever you want to drink with, and what should you do with Gu?"

She was also angry, muttering quietly, "Yin and Yang are weird."

The prince walked.

After a few seconds.

The Prince's voice returned to the calm and calm of the past: "Loneness is a strange yin and yang, which is better than some blindness."

She yelled at him: "You say I'm blind, and I recognize it. Why do you say I'm blind, my heart is bright?"

The prince chuckled, "The man you love is a coward, isn't you blind? What is the courage to ask you to marry him? Except after you yell at your mother, you dare ? A man like this, you're such a fool. "

She froze and then asked, "What's so proud of you, and how is it different from him?"

The Prince smiled briefly: "Difference? Gu tells you that the difference is big, the kiss that Gu gave in person, the gift that Gu gave in person, the wine that Gu himself drank, who is by your side now? See clearly. "

She asked, "Dare you want me?"

The prince stopped, and naturally took over: "Are you here?"

She squinted her head: "Yes, here, now."

The prince put her down, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and then quickly ripped off her big-sleeve shirt.

Her bright white and tender shoulders were exposed in the wind, and the moonlight melted, and the beauty panicked and hugged herself subconsciously.

Regardless of this, the prince reached into her skirt and untied her belt.

He asked, "Afraid, don't you want it?"

She took a few breaths and refused to lose: "I'm not afraid. Don't be afraid."

After speaking, she let go of her arms and settled down, and raised her chin generously to show her fearlessness.

In a contest, at first he was indifferent, and then she took over. Now, she has dared to confront him.

Her stubborn little face didn't cut it off--

"I just rely on you to adore me."

The Prince's action did not continue.

He looked at her for a while.

As if remembering the old things.

Some old things that should have been left behind by him, because of her wantonness at the moment, were picked up again by him.

He really admired her.

However, his admiration for her should not have been this far.

The prince picked up again.

She heard the sound of heavy breathing in his nose, and his steps were quick and fast, like taking her somewhere.

Huai Tao smiled shyly in his arms: "Don't worry, the night is long. As long as you ask me, I can consider letting you stay all night."

The prince ignored her and just walked down.

Walking out of a distance, not to the East Palace, nor to the Jiaodian.

She asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

In front of me is the sparkling pool of water, the turquoise water, like an oval jade in the moonlight.

Prince: "Peach."

Huai Tao: "Huh?"

Prince: "Wake you up and sober."

Huai Tao: "Huh?"

The next second, waiting for Huaitao to react, she was thrown into the pool relentlessly, and made a sound of falling into the pool water.

She won't scoop up the water, and scrambles in the water, scolding while struggling: "Chu Xi, you turtle king bastard--"

The prince stood quietly by the pool.

Huai Tao: "You bastard, save me!"

The Prince didn't move.

Huai Tao continued to scold: "I don't have a **** when my son is dead!"

She was screaming out of strength, and she would sink in sight.

There was a gurgling sound in the water.

The prince jumped down.

But he just stopped there, just as she reached out to reach him.

In the hazy night, she saw him with a cold face and a lonely face, her lips lightened: "Pray for orphan."

She said, "Please save me."

He was not satisfied, and asked, "If Gu Gu rescued you, what would you pay for Gu Gu?"

Good familiar scene.

Good familiar conversation.

Like she fell into the water a year ago.

What flashed in her mind.

No, not a year ago.

It was six years ago.

The Prince asked coldly, "Huai Tao, have you remembered it?"

She asked naively, "What?"

The prince swam to her and fished her steadily.

He bit her ear and breathed quickly: "You ungrateful bad thing."