Pretty idiot became a heartthrob after his death

White soft cloth and lace, and even two small bows at the shoulder straps.

Rong Yin didn't seem to expect it, and felt so unbelievable that when Fu Lian took the small piece of fabric, he suddenly came back to his senses. His blushing cheeks instantly became even redder. He opened his mouth and blurted out: "This What is it?"

Fu Lian was also taken aback.

"Your Highness..."

"Shut up! I got it! Well, don't say it, I don't want it!" Rong Yin refused loudly.

Fu Lian didn't force him, but when he refused, he just said: "Then Your Highness, hurry up and put on your skirt, you will be late for the banquet."

"Oh, you can wear it as long as you want to wear it. If it's a big deal, bear with it." Rong Yin snorted coldly and said with backbone.

Fifteen minutes later, the very backbone of the princess, blushing, ordered Fu Lian to "loosen the shoulder straps a little, so it's easy to be strangled."Fu Lian stood behind him, looking down, he could see the princess's fair and delicate neck, and the slender shoulder straps formed a little fleshy arc on his shoulders and neck.

His back is very beautiful, on the snow-satin-like skin, two butterfly bones are slender and fragile, it seems that a pair of white and soft wings will be born in the next moment, the small waist is embellished there, like a shallow small lake, Touchable.

Fu Lian's gaze was fixed on it for a long time, and his movements were very light.

Rong Yin tilted his head slightly, his upturned nose and eyelashes like a small fan showed a different kind of softness and beauty under the warm yellow light, his tender pink lips were pursed a little, and the lips were faintly visible: "Why are you in a daze? Not happy yet Come on, I'm going to be late."

Fu Lian gave a low "hmm" as if he had just woken up.

The lights in the banquet hall were bright and bright, Rong Yin was standing beside Rong Ze, keeping a perfect smile and listening to his brother's routine speech, falling asleep.

He is wearing a dark blue gauze skirt today, the skirt is made into layers of petals, and is simply decorated with dots of diamonds, just like the starry sky at night, the waistline is tightened, and the upper body is a rose flower drawn with silver silk .The smooth long hair was combed up, revealing the slender neck and the necklace made of starry sky stone.I don't know what was painted on the beautiful collarbone, it was shining under the light, and the collarbone fossa was deep, like a bowl of moonlight.

The whole hall was full of men and women wearing masks, and their fiery gaze stayed on Rong Yin from time to time. He stood in the center with a lofty and dignified appearance, and was led by Rong Ze to dance the first dance.

At the end of the first piece of music, Rong Yin smiled perfunctorily to deal with the crowd, put on a silver mask, and kept repeating "Thank you, I want to rest for a while".

Rong Yin managed to get down from the high platform, and was about to find a place where there was no one to nest up and go back after the banquet, but someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

He frowned unconsciously.

There are countless people who want to invite Rong Yin to dance every year, and he always avoids them when he can, and refuses them all.Although those people were unwilling, they did not dare to force him. This was the first time that someone dared to hold him back in public.

The golden bell jingled, and the man held the red rope in his hand. He didn't know whether it was because he was too nervous or something else, but he exerted so much force that it made Rong Yin uncomfortable.

The surroundings were suddenly silent for a moment, and the whispers in the crowd could be vaguely heard, and Rong Yin struggled to distinguish the words "upstart" and "army".

The person holding his hand tugged slightly, and Rong Yin was dragged to him before he could react in time.

His voice was very steady, and he didn't seem to care about the prying eyes around him: "Your Highness, do I have the honor to invite you to dance?"

Rong Yin frowned, and the silent refusal was blocked by his bending down to invite.Everyone around stopped dancing at the same time, looked this way, Rong Yin took a deep breath, forced a smile: "Of course."

The music played again, and the figures on the dance floor swayed, and Rong Yin was led away from the crowd all the way.The man was wearing the same silver-white mask as Rong Yin, and only the sculpture-like jawline could be seen. He didn't speak, and danced with Rong Yin silently.

He is tall and slender, a full head taller than Rongyin, and the tall nose bridge and brow bones can be vaguely recognized under the mask.He pursed his lips, his body tensed like a bow ready to go, every movement of his feet seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, very skilled and precise, without mistakes.

Rong Yin observed him calmly. Although this person was proficient in his movements, he was very stiff. He obviously hadn't danced much on such occasions, but he insisted on pretending to be extremely proficient.

There is no smell of perfume on him, just a very faint smell of residual washing powder—there are very few people who still use washing powder in this era, and most of them are thrown into the washing room for washing and drying. smell.

Rong Yin felt that the smell was inexplicably familiar.

It is reasonable to say that there are no such talents around me...

He thought for a while, and asked, "Do you know me? Why did you ask me to dance?"

The man was silent for a long time before saying, "There is no one in the empire who does not know His Highness."

It's like saying nothing.

"..." Rong Yin decided to ask another way: "Then do I know you?"

This time he was silent for a longer time, just when Rong Yin was about to give up and felt that he would not answer again, the man laughed, and there seemed to be some strong emotion in his flat voice: "No, it's me alone Get to know His Majesty."

Forget it.

Rong Yin gave up on talking to him.

One piece of music was not long, and after a while, the second piece of music ended slowly, and the man let go of Rong Yin in a proper manner.

His eyes hidden under the mask seemed to take a deep look at Rong Yin, but he turned and left without saying anything.

This person came and went inexplicably, Rong Yin couldn't figure it out, there was absolutely no one in his memory who could match him, so he had to give up.

The stomach growled, Rong covered it reflexively, looked around vigilantly, and found that no one was paying attention to this small corner, so he boldly ran to the innermost table where desserts and drinks were placed .

He left in such a hurry tonight that he didn't have time to eat. He had just danced two more dances. Now, his chest was hungry and his back was pressed against his back. He brought two plates of cake and a glass of juice, and strolled around. I went to the terrace on the second floor.

After quickly eating two pieces of snacks, Rong Yin burped slightly.

The banquet was almost at its climax, and there were people dancing ecstasy everywhere, and no one paid attention to him at all.

Rong Yin was very satisfied with this situation, and decided to sneak back to the bedroom quietly.

Holding the hem of his skirt, he walked down the stairs on the second floor that were originally reserved for servants to go up and down, and successfully reached the small garden behind the banquet hall.

It's quiet here, and the noisy world inside seems to be two extremes.Rong Yin's favorite roses and roses were planted in the garden, and they were in full bloom.

He reached out and picked off a branch, and admired it in the dim moonlight for a while, feeling a bit cold dully.

Rong Yin shivered and decided to go back early.He hugged his shoulders and shrank, suddenly remembering the little vest that Fu Lian put on for him.

Fu Lian, why does he have such a thing for girls?

Could it be that he was going to give it away?It seems that he has indeed heard that he has a younger sister...

"Isn't he going to have to give it to me after using it? His salary should not be much, right? That brand of stuff is not cheap." Rong Yin lowered his head and kicked a small stone on the side of the road, muttering to himself.

"what!"

With a muffled sound, Rong Yin covered his head and was hit back two steps, frowned, raised his head unhappily, only to realize that he had hit someone.

Half of the man's body was hidden under the shadow of the building, and he stood there motionless without any other movements, but Rong Yin could feel the unfriendly sizing from there, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Rong Yin was sure in an instant that it was the one who danced with him.

He is not wearing a mask now.

Rong Yin hesitated for a while, but asked again: "Do you... know me?"

A chuckle.

He slowly walked out of the shadows, the dim moonlight illuminated his face little by little, sharp eyebrows and deep facial features.

Rong Yin's eyes widened, and something was ready to come out: "You are—"

The man tilted his head and raised the corners of his lips: "Your Highness still remember me?"

"It's an honor." He said word for word.

The author has something to say:

Wuwu is late, sorry, I am packing my things back to school, school is about to start (humble

I don’t know who reported the first few chapters, and a large piece was reviewed online, so the previous small episodes were deleted, and Chapter 14 was also repaired. I feel that I have lost my soul (bushi

I will write whatever you suggest!But it shouldn't be used for talking, I don't know where to put it, it's really balding.

The ones received so far are: Modern Doctor part (assigned to the school girl who hasn’t appeared yet), campus part where many people pretend to be a masquerade party, YinYin thought she was dreaming but she didn’t (.

Kiss everyone!A new character is about to appear, so there is no prize to guess, what is his current opinion on the cause: negative emotion or positive emotion