Love rival bows down to me [Quick Transmigration]

Ying Xiaoyu's small figure was reflected in his eyes, with gentle ripples.

"Thank you, Axuan!" Ying Xiaoyu hooked Zhao Zhixuan's neck, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

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That night.

The curtains are floating and the candles are burning.

The incense lingered and rose, and there were bursts of hip-hop and noisy sounds in the bedroom of the sixth princess.

The three of them sat on the couch and played a game of cards.In the past 16 years, Zhao Zhixuan has never smiled so happily as today.

Ying Huansheng lost again, Zhao Zhixuan made trouble with her, scratched her creaking nest and threw her down on the bed.The jade pillow is so tight that it hurts in the lower back in response to the cheers.

Ying Huan frowned, but it was a pity that she would no longer care about the burning pain immediately, because the tip of Zhao Zhixuan's nose was rubbing against hers, and the shadow of a candle flame appeared in the clear water in her eyes.

Ying Xiaoyu took out a handful of petals from the basket at the corner of the bed and sprinkled them in the air, representing the celebration of the winning side.

Zhao Zhixuan had a lot of crooked ideas, and Ying Huansheng was very surprised to see her. She, who always followed the rules, let the two of them toss at this moment.

The gorgeous peach blossom petals fluttered down one after another, lost their way, and landed on Ying Huansheng's lips.

Zhao Zhixuan blinked her almond eyes slyly, and with one breath, the petals were blown away, and fell between her fingers resting on the side of Ying Huansheng's face.

Hot air floated on Ying Huansheng's lips, and his lips immediately became hot, almost igniting Ying Huansheng from the outside to the inside.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she pressed her palms against Zhao Zhixuan's shoulders, her face was smeared with obvious embarrassment, but she said solemnly: "Princess...you are rude."

Zhao Zhixuan held the petal between her two fingers, moved an inch closer to Ying Huansheng, and said in a low voice, "Can Huansheng give me the princess's gift in advance? I'm afraid I won't make it to that day..."

Ying Huan closed her eyes, her hands hidden in the thin quilt clenched into fists.After a long time, he said, "What does the princess want?"

Zhao Zhixuan's head was resting on Ying Huansheng's breastbone, and she felt dull when she heard Ying Huansheng speak.

She raised her head, and there was pure confusion in her wide almond eyes: "Can the cheering sound be repeated again?"

Ying Huansheng lifted her shoulders, faced her face to face, and slowly said word by word: "What does the princess want?"

"Would you give me the heart that wants to cheer?" Zhao Zhixuan laughed casually, taking this sentence as a joke, because she didn't think Ying Huansheng would agree.

Ying Huansheng felt as if fireworks had exploded in her head. She didn't have time to think about the meaning of Zhao Zhixuan's words, but she held Zhao Zhixuan's white and slender hand uncontrollably.

"Here." Ying Huan said seriously.She placed her two overlapping hands in front of her left ribcage.

A heart full of vitality beat violently and clearly in Zhao Zhixuan's palm.

She licked her lips and froze.

After a long time, Ke Ke smiled dispensably, "I want to be friends with Huansheng for a lifetime, is that okay?"

Ying Huansheng's astringency burst out from the tip of her tongue, and the astringency poured into her heart. It was so crowded that she couldn't breathe, and something seemed to be blocked in her throat, which made her very uncomfortable.

She has read so many romantic stories and charming love poems, but she doesn't understand what love is and what it feels like to be hurt.

So, was that question just an unintentional joke?

Ying Huansheng's clenched fists were slowly released, and he promised: "We will be friends for life."

Zhao Zhixuan folded her palms together to catch Ying Huansheng's tears, and said with a chuckle, "Why are you crying? Even if I change my body, Huansheng will definitely find me, right?"

"If you're tired of looking, then I'll come to you instead... I just met, don't recognize me with the cheers," Zhao Zhixuan turned sideways, hugged Ying Xiaoyu in her arms, and sighed, "I'm here By then, Xiaoyu should have grown as tall as me."

"Let's not see each other again until Jiji ceremony."

"Okay." Ying Huan lowered his head and folded his hands. In the winding palm lines, it seemed that the warmth of Axuan's palm was still flowing.

It would be great if she and A Xuan could get to know each other earlier, Ying Huansheng thought.

That way, they will have enough time to appreciate the prosperity of the imperial capital, climb to the top of the highest bell tower to watch the sunset, and play the piano together in the peach blossom forest.

If Axuan's body was better, they could still eat wine, play boxing, kick Juju... and see more and more rare things.

If there was more time, she would definitely make Axuan happy, she would be very happy...

It's a pity that everything is too late, but fortunately it is not too late.

72, 72

Zhao Zhixuan was born in the middle of winter.

This year is the same as previous years without exception, the heavy snow has bent the plum blossom branches in the courtyard.

The high-hanging plaque "Dark Fragrance and Sparse Shadows" was written by the owner of the courtyard himself.There is snow hanging on the tail hook, and there is a deep sense of depression.

Zhao Zhixuan, who was sitting in front of the round mirror, pursed her red lips tightly, and there was a deep sorrow like a pool of stagnant water between her brows.

The wide sleeves overlap in front of the body, and the pomegranate red skirt is gorgeously decorated, and the cloud patterns woven with bright golden threads are painful to the fingertips.

The thin back of the noble sixth princess collapsed, but the phoenix bird behind her straightened her neck, showing even more pride.

The tail feathers of the phoenix bird are adorned with rose-colored spar and round white jade beads. When the master's waist is twisted according to his feelings, it will show a strange scene of flowing stars and shining bright lights.

A girl who has not performed the ceremony should wear a plucked dress and a double bun, but tonight——

The golden crown is intricately carved, the dress is full of makeup and rings, and the emerald jade is tinkling.

They represent the identity of the royal family and support the important responsibilities of the royal family, just like this light and heavy pressure on the girl's shoulders.

Zhao Zhixuan broke her jade neck overwhelmed.

In front of it, also in front of the bronze mirror, is a glass cup, which can be filled to half of the cup with transparent liquid.

Zhao Zhixuan pinched the cup in front of her with two fingers, her eyes full of sarcasm, and her tone was cold.

"The queen mother gave me wine. It's so ridiculous that she gave it to me, a person who has already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot."

"Do you want me to drink poison to quench my thirst?" Zhao Zhixuan spread out her sweaty palm, on which lay a crimson bead soaked in sweat.

She picked up the pearl stone, paused slightly, and finally threw it into the cup without hesitation.

The rippling wine distorted the picture of the blue bird in the cage pecking its feathers with its beak.

"Bird, bird, sometimes I really envy you. You can be happy without any worries, just eat millet. You don't need to understand anything..." Zhao Zhixuan looked up at the bird, rather Wei Xin enviously sighed.

Zhao Zhixuan picked up the wandering cup, the rim of the cup had already reached her lips, her brows slightly frowned.

Suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up.The little princess didn't care about the skirt that dragged the floor, and hurried to the side of the couch.

Under the jade pillow, no; under the quilt, no.The bed has been turned into a mess, where is the kit hidden?

After parting from the sisters of the Ying family that day, Zhao Zhixuan put the mirror bag away properly, fearing that the queen's dogs in the princess mansion would take them to the queen when she was not prepared.

——Zhao Zhixuan was used to such things.

The queen liked to see that similar one, with a sad and helpless expression on her face of extreme hatred and disgust.

12-year-old Zhao Zhixuan hugged the cold pillow and cried with snot and tears all over her face. A maidservant who was about her age couldn't stand it anymore, and secretly told the little princess: "The glazed beads that Xiangye gave you are now placed in the Queen's golden bead." On the hairpin."

The little princess squeezed her fists and wiped her eyes rudely, and stopped crying.The bracelet left by my mother, the beads given by my uncle Xiangye, and the small windmill given by my cousin were all taken away by that vicious woman!

What can be done?

The colored glaze beads are treasures that she would take out and ponder carefully before going to bed every night.Against the backdrop of candle flames, the crimson bead looks like a fire phoenix growing in it, shining brightly and beautifully.

Wasn't the baby she cared for so carefully also taken away?

Since then, Zhao Zhixuan has not learned to compromise, she began to find ways to hide everything she likes.

I also learned to shrink myself into a small shell, so that others would never try to pull out an inch to hurt her.

She also put the faint liking that she couldn't explain clearly to the joyous sound in the bottom of her heart, and kept it very deep.

Only when she saw the morning sun that was born the next day, the warm light made her squint her eyes slightly.Only then did Zhao Zhixuan uncover the sugar jar and secretly lick it.

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It was very late at night, and there was a rustling wind outside, leaving only the sound of fallen leaves brushing against the ground, and the shadows falling obliquely on the eaves.

There are shadows on the paper window, and someone is standing outside and peeping.

Zhao Zhixuan sat by the bed for a long time and recalled it for a long time.After the shadow left, Shi Shiran stood up and walked to the screen next to the bathtub.

——The servant is tired of taking care of her dormitory, thinking that the little master will die sooner or later, perhaps tomorrow.

So he complained and cursed all day long why he was so unlucky, and why he chose a bad job with no future.

She lightly took off the "sachet" from the changed clothes, and sat back in front of the bronze mirror again.

An orchid seedling was contained in the sachet with messy lines. Zhao Zhixuan carefully stroked its fragile stem and tender leaf petals. There was a hint of green in the milky white light, showing off her lush vitality ostentatiously.

It was snowing heavily, and Zhao Zhixuan was wearing a peach-pink palace dress with a rather tasteful cloak on it.

It was still dark, so she went to see Ying Huansheng off.

Ying Huansheng's jaw tightened slightly, holding a little Ying Xiaoyu in her arms, looking at the girl in front of her with gloomy eyes.

After a long time, he stretched out a warm hand.

Light white fingertips caressed the soft white fox fur around Zhao Zhixuan's neck like caring for a piece of fragile porcelain.

Zhao Zhixuan tightened her cloak, shrunk her head shyly, and the itch came from her cheeks to the bottom of her heart as she stepped on the wanton growth of branches.

"Master said, as long as