The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

Seeing Fan Yue blushing and snuggling in his arms, Yuan Yi rubbed Xiao Yue'er's little head lovingly.

Yuan Yi was stroking Fan Yue's soft hair while thinking that it was as if there were two people living in his Yue'er's body. One was like the delicate flower in the garden, so beautiful and lovely that one wanted to hold it in one's hands and protect it in one's arms, but sometimes, she was like the snow on the mountain top and the bright moon in the sky.

Out of reach and inhuman.

At such times, only the sweet words like the gurgling water could make her face melt with a blush.

The first time Yuan Yi discovered that Fan Yue was different was at the garden party. His thoughtless words made Yue'er angry.

For a moment he seemed to be in a deep pine forest, the treetops still covered with unmelted ice and snow.

She was so cold, upright, and arrogant. Even though Fan Yue was dressed so cute and charming that day, Yuan Yi could feel it clearly.

It was as if the girl in front of him was a thousand times more noble than himself, the crown prince of Chenliang Kingdom. It was as if another person had walked out from Fan Yue's emotionless eyes, looking down at him, unstoppable.

However, if Yuan Yi was slightly moved by the sight of Gu Fanyue who was lost in the flower forest at that time.

And the Fan Yue who was high above him and out of reach made him fascinated and crazy.

Because he had seen it, he knew that his moon was so cold and distant, a treasure that no one in the world could obtain. But he himself could hold the bright moon hanging high in the sky in his arms.

This feeling is too wonderful.

"Are these flowers beyond saving?" Fan Yue poked her head out from Yuan Yi's arms and asked Yu Liao.

Hearing the voice, Yu Liao looked up and happened to meet Fan Yue's puzzled eyes.

At this moment, she was wearing a loose light pink coat, her hair was a little messy, and her little hands were pulling on the folds of Yuan Yi's clothes on his chest.

"Replying to the Crown Princess, some of the branches are completely broken and cannot be saved."

As Fan Yue looked over, Yu Luo somehow reached out and picked up a flower that had fallen into the mud, wiped it simply with his sleeve, and handed it to Fan Yue.

Hearing the voice, Yuxiao also raised his head and looked at the scene. His proud brother was kneeling on one knee, holding a tattered but delicate flower in both hands, and was handing it to his hostess with a pious look in his eyes.

Yu Liao could never have imagined in his dreams how obedient and respectful his eyes were at this moment.

Yuan Yi lowered his eyes to glance at Yu Sha, curled the corners of his mouth meaningfully, reached out to take the flower, played with it in his hand for a while, wiped the mud off the petals carefully before placing it in Fan Yue's hand.

"It's a bit of a pity." Fan Yue sighed as she looked at the flowers in her hand.

If the gardener can't do anything, then ~ Fan Yue thought.

"That's right, that's right." Fan Yue said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Didn't Yuan Ye give me a little flower spirit? It should be able to find a way."

When Yuan Ye was mentioned, everyone present was a little stunned. Even Cui Tao thought that her own Crown Princess was a little stupid.

Yuan Yi also looked down at Fan Yue, but Fan Yue's expression was so calm and his eyes were so penetrating that Yuan Yi was very satisfied.

"Where is the flower spirit that Old Seven sent?" Yuan Yi turned to ask Yu Liao. He was really afraid that Yu Liao had already thrown the little guy to feed the wolves.

Yuan Yi raised his hand and let Yu Liao and Yu Xiao stand up.

"Alive." Yu Liao replied with his head lowered.

"What the Crown Princess said is right. I'll go buy some flower spirits right now. Or I can get some from the palace." Yuxiao came over and tried to change the subject and divert attention.

"My little flower spirit, is it not possible?" Fan Yue didn't quite understand and asked Xiang Yuanyi with her little face raised. She was still a little concerned about the skinny little thing with purple skin.

Looking at Fan Yue's eyes as clear as the lake water in the morning, Yuan Yi said, "Yes, of course."

Yuan Yi gave Yuxiao a look, and Yuxiao wisely shut up.

It seemed that there was no other way. Yu Luo bowed slightly forward and turned to pick up the flower spirit that he had thrown into the corner.

Yuan Yi placed Fan Yue's little hand in his palm and told Cui Tao, "Go dress up and prepare breakfast for your master."

"Yes, Prince." Cuitao had not dared to stand up and had been kneeling all the time. When he heard the voice, he kowtowed like he was greeting the New Year, then stood up and helped Fanyue walk into the house.

"What's wrong with you, Cui Taotao." Fan Yue felt that Cui Tao's palms were cold and sweaty.

"I'm sorry, miss." Cuitao rubbed her hands on her clothes and then held Fanyue's wrist.

"Are you afraid?" Fan Yue asked in a low voice.

"No." Cuitao shook her head.

The pressure brought by Yuan Yi's approach just now was something Cui Tao had never seen before. Even the Third Prince just thought he was cold. The last time she saw Prince Yuan Ye, who was known as the God of War, she was just very scared. But at that moment just now, Cui Tao almost cried, as if she was going to die.

Although she saw how the prince doted on his young lady, she never expected that such a god-like person in a painting would be so frightening.

Cuitao returned to the room absent-mindedly. Suddenly, her eyes fixed on Fanyue's small drawer, where an exquisite little wooden box and the ring she had given her lay quietly.

Cuitao's eyes became a little dim.

Fan Yue first looked at herself in the bronze mirror and found that her face was indeed rounder. Then she noticed that Xiaocuitao beside her looked absent-minded.

Following my gaze, I saw the small box containing the ring.

"Crispy Peach, do you remember the book that my lady told you about that is my favorite book?"

Hearing Fan Yue's voice, Cui Tao raised her head, thought for a moment and said, "Is it the book you mentioned that records a magical and great country?"

"Yes, in that country, the ring is the testimony of marriage."

"A token of love."

"Well, is it deeper than that? When a man puts a ring on a woman, it means he wants to tie her heart. When a woman lets this man put a ring on her, it means she is willing to be imprisoned in his world." Fan Yue said, raising her left hand and pointing at her ring finger.

Cuitao didn't quite understand.

"I mean this ring is very important." Cuitao understood what he said. Her eyes lit up. She felt that her little thoughts had been discovered and her face turned red again.

"Then why don't you let the prince put it on for you? You like him so much."

Gu Fanyue was slightly stunned. She couldn't even tell who she was now, and she couldn't tell who Yuan Yi loved, Gu Fanyue's appearance or herself.

The most terrifying thing is that she feels that there is nothing lovable about her original self.

Moreover, she couldn't tell whether Yuan Yi's feelings for her were love, sympathy or something else.

The only thing she was clear about was her feelings of love and greed for Yuan Yi.

I just want to see him and stand by his side all the time.

"If one day I let Your Highness help me wear this ring, it will mean that I am sure that we love each other." Fan Yue opened the wooden box and looked at the ring with longing in her eyes.

"If it has such an important meaning, you have to choose a good ring." Cuitao felt that the ring she gave was just pretty.

If it is used to witness such a sincere love between the young lady and the prince, it must be a unique treasure.

"I said it's important, and I like it very much." Fan Yue held Cui Tao's hand, and her hands now felt warm again.

"I know Yuan Yi is not a likable person, but everyone was trying to stop me at that time. Only you, only you stood by me and asked me to choose him. So, I know that fear is uncontrollable, but don't stay away from us, away from me because of fear." It seems that her little Cuitao was scared, although Fanyue didn't know why Cuitao was so scared.

It is obvious that her Yuan Yi is as gentle as the breeze and as beautiful as the morning light.

Cui Tao nodded seriously. She thought that the prince held his young lady in his heart and that her young lady was the most important person in her life. They could be considered as a united front and she would not be so afraid in the future.