Rebirth of the long princess gl

In the winter of the 28th year of Yuantian, the eldest princess reached the age to leave the palace and build a mansion.

After the lively and extravagant performance, Jing Ling and Ying'er bid farewell to the emperor and empress for the last time, and got into the carriage.

The luxurious carriage slowly drove away from the palace.Sitting inside the carriage, Jing Ling and Yin Er were inevitably excited.

"Ying'er, tell me, none of this is a dream." Jing Ling held Ying'er's hands tightly, with uncertainty in his eyes.In the previous life, because of her marriage to the general, she didn't have the chance to leave the palace to build a mansion. She stayed in the palace for an extra month, and then was married by the general, but in this life, this person was replaced by Jingping.When Jing Ling sighed that the world is unpredictable, he also had to lament that the trajectory of some things will never change.

"Ling, all of this is true." Ying'er smiled, opened the curtain of the car, and pointed out the window, "Look, I'm leaving the palace soon."

"Yes." Jing Ling smiled and looked out the car window.The carriage had already passed the palace, and the scene outside changed.Surrounded by bustling bazaars, instead of walls in all directions, Jing Ling felt that his mood had also broadened.

"I don't know if Ling's mansion will be gorgeous." Ying'er said, and began to imagine what the new mansion would look like.

"Gorgeous or not, my princess doesn't mind at all." Jing Ling looked at Ying'er and said, "As long as you live with me, even if it's a ruined temple, this princess thinks it's the best house in the world."

"Ying'er is very reluctant to let Ling live in the ruined temple." Ying'er chuckled and said, "When the time comes, even if Ying'er goes out to work, she won't let Ling suffer."

"Ying'er, are you doubting this princess?" Jing Ling glared at Ying'er, and said, "How can this princess let herself be so downcast that she can only live in a ruined temple?" Jing Ling has completely forgotten about it. The topic of the ruined temple was still the one I first provoked.

"Of course Ying'er doesn't dare to doubt Ling's wisdom." Ying'er smiled and did not expose Jing Ling.Today, she just wanted to follow Jing Ling in everything.

After bumping for a while, the carriage arrived at the gate of the newly built mansion.

"Princess, be careful where you step." Ying'er got out of the car first, stretched out her hand to Jing Ling who was in the car, and said.

"En." Jing Ling nodded, grabbed Ying'er's hand, and jumped out of the carriage.

On the ground of the mansion was a plaque inlaid with gold, on which were written "Eldest Princess Mansion" in four gold-plated characters, elegant and majestic, deeply reflecting the degree of Jing Ling's favor.

"Ling, close your eyes first." Yinger blinked at Jing Ling and said.

"En." Although he was a little puzzled, he never refused Yinger's request.Jing Ling closed her eyes obediently, and Ying'er still dragged her into the mansion.

"Ling, there is a hurdle ahead, step over it carefully." Ying'er's gentle voice reminded Jing Ling, and Jing Ling followed suit.

Along the way, Jing Ling held Ying'er's hand tightly, as if it was her eternal support.Ying'er hooked her lips, her heart was full of satisfaction.

"Ling, stand here and don't move, and don't open your eyes." Ying'er said.

"Okay." Jing Ling replied obediently.

After standing there for a while, Ying'er's voice rang in Jing Ling's ear again: "It's all right, Ling, open your eyes."

Jing Ling nodded, and slowly opened his closed eyes.

Torches were lit around the empty flat ground, illuminating the dark night like day.The road ahead is covered with flaming red petals. From a distance, it looks like a red carpet, extremely beautiful.

"Ying'er, what is this?" Jing Ling's eyes were full of surprise, and his words were slightly excited.

"This is specially prepared by Yinger for Ling, does Ling like it?" Yinger smiled lightly, bent down, picked up the flower baskets placed on both sides, took out a petal from it, and gently inserted it into Jingling's hair , "It's very beautiful. Sure enough, the fiery red color is the most suitable for Ling."

"When did you ask someone to do it?" Jing Ling asked.

"It was done a long time ago." Ying'er smiled, "Ling, do you know where the petals in Ying'er's hand come from?"

"Where?" Jing Ling asked.

"The petals in this flower basket were all attached to Ling by Ying'er last night." Ying'er chuckled.

Jing Ling's cheeks turned red in an instant: "No...don't be ashamed..."

"To Ling, when has Ying'er ever been shy?" Looking into Jing Ling's eyes, Ying'er's eyes were full of mischief.

"No, I won't talk to you anymore." Jing Ling said, leaving Ying'er behind, and walked forward alone.The soft petals under my feet give me a different feeling when I walk.The faint fragrance of flowers comes from all directions, making people intoxicated and fascinated.Thinking that all of this was carefully arranged by Yinger for herself, Jing Ling felt that the warmth in her heart could not be stopped.

Reaching out to pick up the flower basket next to it, Jing Ling grabbed a handful of petals.Turning around, she threw it on Ying'er's head who was following her closely. Seeing the messy petals on Ying'er's head, Jing Ling laughed softly.

"Ling, you are really naughty." Ying'er smiled dotingly, and took off a few petals from her head.

"It's not the first day you know this princess." Throwing aside the empty flower basket, Jing Ling danced on the petal-covered road.The fiery red clothes were blown up by the wind, and Jing Ling's whole body was like a beautiful butterfly, dancing lightly, touching people's hearts.Unknowingly, Ying'er became obsessed with watching.I couldn't help but walked forward and danced with Jing Ling.

The two danced to their heart's content, forgetting everything, and only had each other in their eyes.

Jing Ling stretched out his hand to caress Yinger's chin, then leaned over and fell into Yinger's arms.Ying'er knelt on the ground and firmly caught Jing Ling.

"Ling." Seeing Jing Ling lying in her arms, Ying'er let out a soft cry, lowered her head, and kissed Jing Ling's red lips.

Jing Ling's eyes were full of gentleness, and he opened his mouth, letting Ying'er's tongue run wild in his own mouth.Tonight, they put aside all worldly eyes, forget their identities, and only have each other.

After a long time, Ying'er let go of Jing Ling's lips and helped Jing Ling up: "Ling, shall we enter the house?"

"Okay." Jing Ling responded in a low voice, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Ling, where is your room, and Ying'er has arranged it carefully." Ying'er smiled and led Jing Ling to her room.

Exquisite room furnishings, the ground is covered with red petals, even the bed.All the furnishings in the room are in red and fiery colors, which look extremely festive.

"Although Ying'er can't marry Ling Mingmei, but Ying'er can do it, she must do it with all her heart." Ying'er's eyes are full of seriousness, "Ling, is this place exactly the same as the wedding room?"

"En." Jing Ling lowered his head and nodded slightly.

"Ling, from now on, you will be my wife." Caressing Jing Ling's hair, Ying'er pulled Jing Ling and knelt down together, "As the sky bears witness, I, Ying'er, married Ling today. For the rest of her life, Yinger will never betray Yu Ling."

"Who is your wife?" Jing Ling snorted and said, "You are my wife!"

"Yes yes yes." Ying'er chuckled lightly, "Ying'er is Ling's lifelong wife. Ling is satisfied?"

"Mian, barely satisfied."

Looking at the room full of red, Jing Ling felt a little shy.

"Let's... go to bed?" Pulling Jing Ling up, Ying'er bit Jing Ling's ear and said softly.

"En..." Jing Ling buried his head even lower.

Ying'er chuckled lightly, hugged Jing Ling and went to the bed.

"Ying'er, put out the candle." Lying on the bed, looking at Ying'er's eyes full of desire, Jing Ling's cheeks were flushed.Although she and Ying'er have done various shameful things more than once, she understands that this time is completely different.Jing Ling was expecting, shy, and afraid.

"No." Ying'er shook her head and said, "If Ying'er wants to watch Ling carefully like this, I also want Ling Zai to watch Ying'er carefully."

"I..." Jing Ling opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Ying'er chuckled and interrupted Jing Ling's words: "It turns out that Her Royal Highness, who is not afraid of anything, would be shy because of such a trivial matter."

"Who, who said that this princess is shy!" Jing Ling gave Ying'er a hard look, but she didn't know that her shy and slightly annoyed eyes were full of charm, and Ying'er's eyes gradually deepened. .

"Ling, tonight, Ying'er is going to be rude." Ying'er said, stretching out her hand to untie Jing Ling's belt, and stripping Jing Ling's clothes, one by one, throwing them on the ground.

"My princess will allow you to be rude." Jing Ling said, not to be outdone, and ripped off all of Ying'er's clothes.

Unknowingly, the two were frank with each other.

Ying'er lowered her head and bit Jing Ling's neck.

A slight tingling pain accompanied by a numbness came from the place where Ying'er was biting, Jing Ling couldn't help moaning.As if inspired by this voice, Yinger's movements became bolder.

In the hibiscus tent, spring is boundless.

"Hmph, um... Ben, this princess is a woman of gold, how can she be below!" Jing Ling's words were mixed with vague groans, "Ben, this princess is mainly on top!"

"Ling, don't be willful." Ying'er's gentle voice came out from the tent, much deeper and hoarse than before.

"You, ah..." Jing Ling snorted, "How dare you disobey my princess!"

"Yes." Ying'er's voice was a little helpless, "Ying'er must obey the orders of the princess."

The rustling voice came from the tent, and the ambiguous voice came out again.

"En... Yinger... you, you bastard! Ben, this princess will punish you tomorrow... um..."

"Yes, Yinger will be punished tomorrow."

The heart-pounding sound continued, and even the bright moon hanging high in the sky couldn't help but hide behind the clouds.

After some sleep, Jing Ling had already fallen asleep exhausted.

Ying'er held Jing Ling's delicate body in her arms, and brushed the hair from her forehead with her hand, her eyes slowly filled with doting and affection.In her arms, the person she once admired but dared not touch, at this moment, finally completely belongs to her.

Looking back on the past few years, Yinger only felt that it seemed like a lifetime away.Only the warm body temperature in the arms is the most real.

The person in his arms moved, frowned, and hummed uncomfortably.

Ying'er kissed Jing Ling's forehead, and gently rubbed her waist with her hands.

"Ling, I love you."

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