Empress is very harmonious GL

In the capital city in September, it is not too cold, the sky is still so clear, and the wind has not become noisy.

It's just that the surrounding scenery began to become indifferent, and the withered yellow leaves were spread all over the ground, and the sound of clicking on them was a little bit more lingering and muffled in my ears.There is also inexplicable desolation and sadness.

It was in such an atmosphere that Lin Jiao revealed her feelings to Chen Jia.

She never thought of expressing this feeling, but seeing the two people so close today still hurt her.

She has a deep friendship with her cousin, why can't she try it, if she just gives up like this, she will always be a little unwilling.

"Cousin, I..." Even though she had made up her mind, her lips seemed to weigh heavily, and she couldn't open her mouth no matter what.

"What's the matter with you, cousin? But you don't feel well?" Chen Jia stretched out her little hand and touched Lin Jiao's forehead on her toes.

The fingertips were slightly cold, but Lin Jiao felt that the fingertips seemed to be covered with ice and flames. The flames rushed from her forehead to her brain, boiling her enthusiasm.

She took a step forward, put the petite woman in front of her on the rockery, grabbed the little hand on her forehead, and passed on her nervousness and excitement to that person.

"Chen Jia, I like you."

After saying these words, she felt a lot lighter in her whole body.

But in the next moment, her heart was suspended, like a kite flying high and far on a windy day, she couldn't see clearly, she could only pin her hope on the hand of the person holding the string superior.

When the affection is not expressed, she will not be rejected, and she still has hope in her heart.

Now that it has been said, there is no way out.

Her eyes were burning, and her breathing became much heavier.

Time seems to stand still, as long as a season alternates, and as long as a flower blooms.

"I like you too." The kite floated comfortably into the distance.

"My cousin is the dearest and most beloved person in my life." With a clear "boom—", the kite string broke.

Chen Jia looked at Lin Jiao a little puzzled, she seemed to have said something right, why did her cousin look so pale and there was no trace of blood in her face.

"But I don't want to be good sisters with you." Lin Jiao has already let go of one hand, caressing the smooth side face of the person in front of her, with an obsessive expression, "I mean love, the love that grows old together and loves you without any doubts. Cousin, do you understand?"

No doubt about love?Isn't that a couple?

Cousin is not joking with her, is it?

Chen Jia took a step back instinctively, but there was a rockery behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

Before her eyes, Lin Jiao was gradually approaching, she could almost see her cousin's lip lines clearly, and her panic was reflected in her pupils.

Behind, the uneven rockery, the moist moss, the moisture soaked into the bone marrow little by little, calming the violent heartbeat caused by the shock.

"Cousin, don't talk nonsense, we are all decent women, we should not do anything too outrageous."

Chen Jia pondered over her vocabulary, thinking about how to not hurt her cousin's face, and completely dispel her cousin's absurd thoughts.

"Cousin, you should go back home first, I will pretend that what happened today never happened."

"Go back to the mansion? What about you, stay in the palace and accompany the prince?"

Chen Jia nodded in fear, not daring to raise her eyes, she only felt that the gaze from above was very oppressive.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing the sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus, making Lin Jiao a little intoxicated, and her whole body's bones became soft.

She tried her best to open her eyes wide and looked at the person in front of her. The light pink crabapple on her temples was swaying, and the dreamy peach color confused her sanity with a bit of coquettishness.

She bent her head and neck, wanting to kiss Fangze.

Sensing a shadow in front of his eyes, Chen Jia had a strange intuition, so he bent down quickly when the shadow approached.

"thumping"

Because of Chen Jia's escape, Lin Jiao failed to kiss that piece of lips, but bumped into a hard rock on the rockery instead.

The delicate skin was punctured, and the pungent blood spread in the air, awakening the two who had just been confused.

"Cousin, I'll take you to the Imperial Medical Supervisor for a bandage." Chen Jiao stood up and wanted to come over to help Lin Jiao.

Lin Jiao covered the wound with one hand, the dark red blood stains flowed between her light white fingers, and a few strands of hair mixed in the blood stains were also stained on it, which made Lin Jiao look even more embarrassed and hurt.

"No, I'll go by myself, you'd better go back and take care of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The cousin avoided her kiss.

But she did not reject the prince before.

Lin Jiao couldn't help laughing at herself, she really thought too much, always felt that her cousin treated her differently, and thought that the people she cared about must also have some meaning for her.In fact, she is self-indulgent.

Lin Jiao patted Chen Jia's hand away, took two unsteady steps, stabilized her figure, and said coolly, "If I wasn't a woman, would you still reject me like this?"

She still couldn't help snuffing out the hope in her heart.

Not a woman?

The first thing in Chen Jia's mind was not to think about how to answer the person in front of him, but the prince's face naturally appeared in his mind.

She still remembered the first time they met.

The prince standing on the city wall holds a flute in his hand and plays it to the far north.

Under the bright moonlight, the blue hair fluttered and the white clothes fluttered. It seemed that the man was about to become a fairy and go away with the wind.

She was puzzled by the prince's demeanor, worried that this man would really fly to the moon palace like Chang'e, and hurriedly climbed up the city wall to grab the man's dress.

The violent footsteps and rapid breathing finally startled the man.

The man looked back and smiled at her, just like the warm and dreamy moonlight that night.

A few months later, when we met again, the man was dressed in a military uniform, with a heroic posture, and his eyes shone brightly when he looked at her.

"Miss, we meet again."

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