The princess always wants to get out of the wall

What's more wonderful is that Prince Duan is very clear about what will happen if he stands up too suddenly.Therefore, the clever young prince Duan specially smoothed his robe.

Seal heart:"……"

Boy, your behavior is comparable to that of a magician encountering an uncooperative nurse when performing magic tricks!That's just here to mess things up!

Forget it, the game can't go on.

Although Feng Xin unilaterally declared her abandonment in her heart, Prince Duan didn't know, and just looked at Feng Xin with a pure and innocent face.

Seal heart:"……"

Forget it, she doesn't care about children.

However, according to the original plan, it could not go on.

Feng Xin reached out and yanked Zhao Jingan's robe, intending to tear the corners of the clothes manually; however, no matter how clever and exquisite Prince Duan was, he never expected her to make such a sudden movement. Everyone fell towards Feng Xin.

So, in just a split second, Feng Xin caught off guard and hugged the beautiful little prince who suddenly threw himself into his arms.

Seal heart:"……"

Zhao Jingan: "..."

Even though the winter clothes are heavy, but they are so tightly attached, Feng Xin and Zhao Jing'an still feel the warmth from each other at the same time.

Warm, lingering.

It makes people a little reluctant to let go.

It makes people...unconsciously want to sink.

The roots of Zhao Jingan's ears turned red quickly, like a fierce flame, quickly melting away the usual desolation of the young man.

Feng Xin hugged the beautiful young prince, and even subconsciously squeezed her arms tightly.It wasn't until the warm breath of the beautiful little prince hit her neck that she woke up like a dream.

She let go of her hand suddenly, but the beating of her heart couldn't be controlled by her.

Her usual eloquence actually stammered a little at this moment: "My lord... my lord?"

The next moment, Duan Xiaowang came back to his senses and climbed up from her body in a panic; Duan Xiaowang has always been upright and prudent, how has he ever had such intimate contact with others?

Immediately panicked, he stood up abruptly, wanting to move aside.

"Crack——" This time, Little Prince Duan didn't have the heart to worry about the piece of robe that Feng Xin pressed under him; but at this moment, this piece of robe finally lived up to his fate and fulfilled his mission honorably.

However, the two of them had no time to worry about the corners of their clothes that had finally been sacrificed, and they all froze in place.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

Feng Xin regretted so much that she wanted to hit the wall—why is she so cheap?Why is she so cheap!She can obviously say it directly, and she can obviously just gesture!Why is she so mean? !

The sound of her heartbeat was like a drum beating, so fast and so clear that she couldn't ignore it.

Feng Xin was so ashamed that she was about to hit the wall again - Feng Xin, what's going on with you? !You are a Les!How could he be addicted to the beauty of a boy and make his heart beat faster?

After bending for so many years, once time travelling, there is actually the possibility of being straightened by beauty? !

Feng Xin shuddered, she couldn't believe it!can not believe!This is impossible!

Roaring back and forth a few times, Feng Xin's violent heartbeat finally calmed down.Going to see the little prince who is still enlightened, Feng Xin said that she is very calm.

Well, she's still pretty curvy.

Feng Xin thought, just now she was a little ignorant because it happened so suddenly.

This reason comforted Feng Xin very well, she coughed lightly, and looked at the beautiful young prince who was still very uncomfortable.No matter how old and prudent the poor beauty little prince is, he is still only a 16-year-old child. His face is still congested at this moment, and his whole body is in a state of being steamed.

The beauty little prince was so nervous, but Feng Xin felt more relaxed.

Feeling relaxed, Feng Xin finally remembered their original purpose - to move out the poor corner of the clothes under the buttocks, shake it in front of Zhao Jingan's eyes, and Feng Xin said: "Here, that's it."

"...Ah?" Prince Duan blushed like blood, and he hadn't fully recovered yet.

"I said," Feng Xin said with a smile, "Don't you want to know how Pinglan's skirt was torn? That's how it was torn."

"...Oh." Duan Xiaowang is a bright and clever child, but he has been harmed by Fengxin all his life and has become unresponsive.

Fortunately, as Prince Duan, Zhao Jing'an has seen big storms... child.

Five minutes later, the red tide on Zhao Jingan's face finally calmed down a little, and his chaotic brain finally woke up.Thinking of Feng Xin's explanation just now, Zhao Jing'an's face changed slightly.

Feng Xin had played with the ragged corners enough, and seeing that the beautiful little prince had finally come to his senses, he couldn't wait to urge him: "Hey, it's all clear now? Hurry up and change clothes!"

Zhao Jing'an looked at her for a long time without looking away.

Feng Xin finally sensed something was wrong, and put down the corner of the clothes embarrassingly, the torn fabric immediately drooped on the beautiful little prince's exquisitely crafted robe, which was extremely unsuitable.

After a while, Zhao Jing'an said quietly, "Yes, I understand."

I finally figured out how the skirt broke.

You have to sit so close, you have to be so skin-to-skin intimacy, and you have to play around like that, it is possible to tear that skirt.

Well, it's clear, it couldn't be clearer.

Zhao Jing'an looked deeply at Feng Xin, his beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with struggle and pain.

Feng Xin was taken aback by the boy's eyes. She always felt that there were too many silent attacks in those eyes, but...why?

She was a little bewildered.

Before she could figure it out, the beautiful little prince had already turned around and strode away.

For some reason, she could see loneliness and sadness from that figure.

She must be a little crazy.Feng Xin laughed at herself, stretched out her hand and patted her face, trying to pull herself out of that strange emotion.

The days go by so fast, and the end of the year is getting closer.

It has been seven days since Ying Pinglan has lived in Prince Duan's Mansion. She seems to have reached a tacit understanding with Zhao Jing'an silently. When Qian Meng was inspecting Prince Duan's Mansion, he deliberately avoided Ting Yuxuan. To turn a blind eye.

The end of the year is approaching, and the capital city is becoming more and more lively.

But Zhao Jing'an always felt that there seemed to be something hidden under the appearance of this lively and peaceful world.Perhaps it was the oppression and illusion brought to him by Ying Pinglan's stay in Duanwang's Mansion.

Although Ying Pinglan is living in Prince Duan's Mansion, he still has to enter the palace from time to time to express his admiration for the Empress Dowager, and also to give the Empress Dowager the opportunity to express her love for the younger generation.

However, every time she has been to the palace, there is a layer of boredom that cannot be concealed in her heroic and bright eyes.

Feng Xin originally had something to ask for from Pinglan, and she observed her meticulously, so she was naturally aware of this phenomenon.She first volunteered to accompany Ying Pinglan into the palace to pay her respects, but was rejected by Zhao's brothers and sisters and Ying Pinglan together; fortunately, Feng Xin was optimistic by nature and never gave up lightly. Think of a new way to make Ying Pinglan happy.

On this day, Ying Pinglan was called into the palace again.Zhao Jing'an and Zhao Xinning rarely had something to do, and Feng Xin had nothing to do, so he came up with a new idea.

Isn't Ping Lan unhappy every time he sees the Queen Mother?Then make her happy.How to make her happy?Then...Feng Xin sneaked into Ting Yuxuan's small study room, and with her drawing ability at the level of the third grade in elementary school, she drew a set of stick figures for Ying Pinglan.

Of course, some of the characters who made Pinglan unhappy have been artistically processed (ugly) and industrially (chemically).

After finishing the painting with difficulty, Comrade Feng Xin prepared to give Ying Pinglan a surprise on a whim.

As soon as she heard the sound of greetings from outside, Feng Xin held a stack of sketches, suppressed a smile, and found a place that she thought was very hidden—under the table, and hid it.

Ying Pinglan's footsteps sounded from far to near, with a little irritability.

Feng Xin decided that the moment Ying Pinglan walked up to the table, she would jump out to scare her, and then show her her magnificent masterpiece, which would definitely make Pinglan forget all her troubles!

Ying Pinglan, who was hiding under the table, was eagerly waiting for Ying Pinglan to enter the small study, but he didn't go straight to the table; he didn't come in alone, Sun Yang and Li Mao also came in together. .

"The princess!"

As soon as Feng Xin heard the voice of the cross talk duo, she immediately became a little confused——in this case, is she coming out or not?

"Beidi invaded, Mobei was in danger, but the queen mother blocked the battle report and left the princess in Beijing. Could it be that the princess still doesn't understand what the queen mother means?!" Although Sun Yang's voice was deep, there was uncontrollable resentment.

Beidi invaded?

Feng Xin froze immediately.She... Did she hear something extraordinary?

"Yes, princess, we can't just sit and wait like this!" Li Mao expressed his wishes quite passionately without being flattered.

Ying Pinglan was silent for ten seconds, her voice was calm and calm, but revealed uncontrollable grief and desolation: "Then what can we do?"

"We..." Sun Yang blurted out, but barely stopped.

The atmosphere became more stagnant, as if the air had been sucked clean in an instant, Feng Xin subconsciously bit her sleeve to keep herself from making a sound because of the momentary shock.

Sun Yang didn't speak any more, and Li Mao didn't answer either. The two just looked at Ying Pinglan with red eyes, as if they were waiting for her to make a decision.

The gazes of the two loyal subordinates were so heavy that Ying Pinglan was suffocated for a moment.

After a while, she finally spoke slowly, her voice hoarse and difficult: "No."

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