After being teased by the crown prince

Philip followed Steward Wen through the royal garden and the tree-lined path. For some reason, Philip felt that everything around him was familiar. He seemed to have been to this place before. He looked around and bumped into Steward Wen's back inadvertently. back.

"I'm sorry..." Philip said hurriedly, butler Wen turned around and said with a smile, "It's okay." Butler Wen looked at Philip with burning eyes, and Philip said with some doubts, "Butler Wen, what's the matter? "

Steward Wen hurriedly looked away, and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, but the second prince looks too much like you..."

"Who do you look so much like?" Philip frowned, butler Wen swallowed his words, and said with a smile: "It's okay, second prince, don't worry too much, the palace is here."

Philip looked at the bedroom in front of him, the elegantly designed palace, and a unique courtyard at the door. Philip had a headache, and countless images flashed through his mind. He covered his forehead and frowned.

Steward Wen said worriedly, "Is the second prince okay?"

"It's okay, maybe I'm a little drunk." Philip put down his hand and said.

Butler Wen nodded, opened the door and said, "You live on the left side of the second floor.

In the first room, the second prince is tired, so go to bed early. "

"Okay." Philip nodded and walked into the bedroom.

The decoration of the bedroom is very artistic, the walls are covered with paintings, he walked up to the second floor, but stopped, the left side

The second room... is it his left or Wen Butler's left?

Philip hesitated for a while, then walked into the room on his left.

There was a faint fragrance in the room. Philip looked around, the light green wallpaper, the soft big bed, and the soft carpet. He walked to the side of the bed, sat down, and caressed the silk quilt with his hands. It was so strange. He always felt that this The room lived by itself...

He must be tired from drinking too much tonight. Philip simply washed up, took off his coat, lay on the bed, and turned off the light, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. His mind was full of tonight. He gritted his teeth at the gentle and considerate picture, feeling very irritable, "Ahhh?! What's going on?!" Philip turned over.

That emperor is really a scumbag, not to mention the imperial concubine who designed to kill him, and blatantly flirting with his lover.

Philip sat up and hit the pillow, muttering: "Scumbag, bastard, Luo Tingmiao, you bastard!!"

Philip tugged at the pillow, only then did he realize that his current appearance seemed to be...jealous? !Philip was startled, and hurriedly shrank into the bed, secretly cursing himself as crazy, that he and Luo Ting couldn't match each other

When we met for the first time, why are you jealous?

It must be that the wine in country T is too intoxicating.Philip lay on the bed, hugged the pillow, and slowly closed his eyes.

Philip had a strange dream. He dreamed that he was on the beach, stepping on the sand with his bare feet. He smiled carefreely and picked up a pink shell. In the dream, there was a man smiling softly. , stroking his hair with a big hand.

The warm touch is so real. Philip slowly opened his eyes, and a handsome face appeared in front of him. The man stood by the bed and looked at him. Philip smiled and murmured, "Am I still dreaming?"

Philip raised his hand and poked the man's face, hot?Philip's eyes widened. It wasn't a dream, but real? !

Philip woke up instantly, hugged the pillow and shrank back, he stammered, "Emperor, His Royal Highness, what are you doing?"