Empress is very harmonious GL

"You, what do you remember?"

Chen Jia asked softly, fearing that she would scare the people in front of her if she asked too seriously, but if she didn't figure it out and got married in such a muddle-headed way, she would not be willing either.

Besides, the Showa matter has not been resolved yet, so she can't suffer a dull loss. If the prince really wakes up, she has to ask her why she didn't tell herself about the marriage in the first place.

Hmph, she just doesn't like being kept secret, even under the banner of doing her best.

Her mind is not particularly big, um, it should be bigger than an embroidery needle.

"Should I think of something?" A look of doubt appeared on the prince's face, she intuitively felt that the young lady in front of her liked her and should agree to her.But why didn't the young lady agree to her?

I don't remember.

Chen Jia was a little disappointed.

Seeing Chen Jia's lonely expression, the prince was a little uneasy, leaned closer to Chen Jia's chin, and asked cautiously: "Sister, do I have to remember something before you marry me?

If you give Yi'er a hint, Yi'er will definitely try to remember. "

Forget it, since she can't remember, why bother?Although she is not as smart as she used to be now, she is living a much happier life.

"There is nothing that must be remembered." Chen Jia stroked the prince's hair, the hair was not soft, but full of toughness, very similar to her temper when she was awake, tough and tenacious.

"Then, should my sister answer or not?" The prince became a little anxious when he didn't get a satisfactory answer, and kept shaking Chen Jia's shoulders.

Chen Jia couldn't stand the shaking, and repeatedly waved his hands to signal that he couldn't stand it.

The prince stopped his movements and looked at Chen Jia expectantly.

Chen Jia felt a little embarrassed when she looked at her, as if a layer of pepper oil had been smeared on her cheeks, as soon as the sun shone on them, they smokyly smoky, numb and hot, and her heart was crispy.

"Sister, if you don't want to, I'll just... just cry for you..."

The prince's voice was a little more frightened and pleading, and his voice was also a little nasal.

Crying is already the most powerful stunt in her opinion. If her sister still refuses to agree, then she will... continue crying, crying in front of mother and father.

Finally, Chen Jia couldn't help raising her head to look at the prince, the phoenix eyes were full of spring water, and the love was as deep as the sea.

But he couldn't help muttering in his mouth: "I don't have the nerve to say this kind of thing, if I don't refuse, I will acquiesce..."

Chen Jia tried to change the subject, "Why do you want to marry me?"

"Because I want to be my sister's bride!" The prince replied without hesitation.

Seeing Chen Jia talking to her again, she felt happy, and the smile on her face kept expanding, like that golden sunflower.

Is she looking forward to marrying me so much?Although Chen Jia didn't have that happy face, but her heart was getting sweeter and sweeter.

Seeing that Chen Jia was happy, the prince felt uneasy as before, held Chen Jia in his arms and kissed him hard.

"After my sister marries me, my sister will be Yi'er's bride!"

Ok?

She wants to be my bride, she wants me to be a bride?How can you tell the difference?

Chen Jia didn't struggle with it for long, anyway, they were all women, and it was the same for whoever was a wife and who was a husband.

Seeing that Chen Jia didn't stop her action just now, the prince became more courageous, hugged Chen Jia and kissed her again.

From the bright red face, to the bright red mouth, to the jade-like neck, nothing was missing.

She sighed, "What mother said is true, Yi'er should have gotten married a long time ago."

"What did my aunt tell you?" Chen Jia asked curiously.

"Mother said, the bride will be my mother when I grow up, and she will treat me as well as my mother when I was a child. No matter what I ask, she will never refuse..."

The prince hadn't noticed that Chen Jia's face had darkened, and he was still talking to himself.

A bride is a bride!

So she wants to marry me because she wants to find another nanny, doesn't she?

Chen Jia felt that he was really sentimental, that he had made a promise to the wrong person, and when he looked at the prince, there was a bit of anger in his eyes.

Why didn't she cherish herself, why did she become stupid, why didn't she remember the past, why did she just want to have more nurses when she married her?

The more Chen Jia thought about it, the more sad she became, and a cloud of resentment accumulated in her heart.

It was her two years of resentment and lovesickness, the grievance that they did not know each other after they reunited, and the fear that the prince would never recover and fall in love with her again.

Now that group of quietly growing resentment was punctured by the prince's unintentional words, it naturally swept through, and the anger flooded the reason.

She pulled the wreath off her head, threw it on the ground, and left without saying a word.

A pungent feeling spread from her forehead, she stretched out her hand to touch it, and her fingertips were stained with a touch of red.

bleeding.

It must be that the rose thorns on the wreath have not been picked clean.

Look, this man is just not sincere, and he can't even remove a thorn.

Besides, what's so good about the wreath, the flowers will die if they are picked off, maybe it means that her thoughts will not last long, and she will die sooner or later.

At this moment, she completely forgot how happy she was when she first got the wreath, and how she couldn't wait to put it on.

After Chen Jia took a few steps, she felt a little regretful.

She wanted to go back to pick up the wreath, but she felt a little embarrassed, so it was a pity to just throw it away.

Quietly glanced back, and found that the back was empty, and the anger in his heart became more and more angry: Didn't the prince find that she had left?

She is stupid, but her eyes are still clear.

Chen Jia simply slowed down and walked slowly, waiting for the prince to catch up.

Why hasn't she come? Do you not want to chase her?Nothing will happen, right?

She thought of the assassination incident that happened not long ago, and she was so remorseful that she didn't care about that bit of reserve, so she lifted her skirt and ran back.

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into the person on the opposite side, opened his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was the prince?

She thumped the prince, and accused with a crying voice: "Why don't you come after me? I thought something happened to you again? Do you know that you will scare people to death like this...

You are so bad, I don't want to marry you. "

The prince hugged her and patted her on the back lightly. After the crying in his arms gradually calmed down, he took out a plain handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped away the tears.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, sister, don't be angry." She rubbed the veil with both hands, admitting her mistake in a low voice.

"Yes, it's your fault. Your fault, your fault..." Chen Jia began to cry again.

Was she just so afraid of losing this person in front of her?

It was as if on the night of fleeing, the person in front of her galloped on horseback protecting her, and behind her was the rain of arrows all over the sky, the arrows shining coldly like shooting stars across the sky.

After throwing off the pursuers, she rode for a while, only to realize that there was no heat behind her, and she turned her head to see the emptiness behind her, where was there anyone?

She got off the horse, cried all the way back, and finally saw the bloody body in the grass half a person's height.

"Sister, what do you think this is?" The prince took out something from his arms.

Chen Jia took it, only to find that it was another rose wreath.

"It was me who made my sister angry just now. I was wrong. So I went to fold some flowers to make a wreath again, and proposed to my sister again.

This time, let me marry my sister and be my sister's bride, okay?

I have become my sister's bride, and I will love my sister as much as my sister's old mother.So sister don't go home, okay, just stay here with Yi'er? "

go home?Where did she hear about it?Could it be that father has entered the palace?

Oops!

Chen Jia didn't put the wreath on the prince's head, and replied with a smile: "Okay, but my sister is hungry now, can Yi'er accompany my sister back to the palace to eat?"

"Okay!" The prince answered sweetly.

She is now her sister's bride, so she must take good care of her sister and not let her go back to her old mother.

As soon as the two returned to the East Palace, they found that the atmosphere inside was a little different. The palace people were trembling, and they didn't dare to get angry.

When Ban Xia came to meet her, she whispered a word: "Master Xiang and the empress got into a dispute and drove all the servants out."

Chen Jia's face darkened.

The prince caught a glimpse of Chen Jia's expression, and wondered in his heart that the Prime Minister was a demon who would catch children at night?

She grabbed Chen Jia's hand and said solemnly: "Sister, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Chen Jia just nodded without saying a word, and the two entered the main hall hand in hand.

Inside, Chen Xiangye looked over when he heard the movement, the corner of his eyes fell on the two intertwined little hands, his face was ashen, and even the mustache was twitching.

Chen Jia moved his hand, wanting to pull it out, not wanting to contradict Chen Xiangye, but was held tightly by the prince.

Bearing Chen Xiangye's disgraceful face, the prince dragged Chen Jia forward step by step, and finally stopped in front of Xiangye.

"Father-in-law, my son-in-law greets you."

"bang"

The teacup in Chen Xiangye's hand was crushed.

Then there was a roar in the hall.

"Bah! Who is your father-in-law!"