The Road to Peach Blossoms

Tonight is bound to be a sleepless night.

Not only the owner of this palace, King Jing, was in high spirits, but it was obvious that the guest of this palace, King Ning, was also in a good mood, especially when they chatted about landscapes, wind and moon, beauties, countries, courts, and fiefdoms. …there are so many topics that I can’t count, the four beauties are no strangers to each other, and they freely express their opinions, while King Ning is obviously very interested in me, and from time to time he would pick on my topic as if nothing had happened, and when he asked me about my situation , Jing Wang, a drunken drunk, was obviously interested, so she pressed me, and I had no choice but to answer.

For example, such a question: "Ninth brother, what is your ideal sex/partner/partner like?"

I have an indifferent face.

King Jing: "Huh? That's a good question...Little brother, please tell me, I want to listen too!"

Me: "...well, it's...a gentle and virtuous personality with a protruding figure... right?"

King Ning made a thoughtful expression.

(Actually, I’m comparing myself in my heart: Well, gentle and virtuous personality—get√; protruding figure—get? Although not now, it’s possible to work hard)

For example, a question like: "Is there anyone you like right now?"

I have an indifferent face.

King Jing raised his head: "Huh? That's a good question...let's listen to my little brother~"

Me: "...that, no?"

King Ning: "It's okay, the kind that is a little bit interesting is also fine."

I have an indifferent face.

Jing Wang: "Huh? Yes, let's listen to it, little brother, don't be shy, everyone here is your big sister, we just care about you~"

(They are all big sisters... may I ask where did you put King Ning?)

Me: "Well... Well, let's count Brother Huang and Huang Father, they treat me very well."

King Jing was disappointed and said: "That's it... nothing? For example, the young lady of which family, the young master of so-and-so...? Hey, hey... hiss, Lan'er twisted his ears gently!"

Zhuo Lan: "Put that rusty head on your head clearly...! Not everyone is as good as Long Yang!"

I:"……"

In this way, until the cold moon hung high and the night was quiet, King Jing was so drunk that he slammed his head on the table and fell unconscious.

Zhuo Lan immediately stood up and said: "My lord is drunk, so I will take my leave first and help her go back to rest."

She tried to hug Dongfang Youran to get up, but Dongfang Youran's body was as heavy as a dead pig (crossed out, it was a golden branch and jade leaf), motionless as a mountain.Her face was blushing, and she refused to call for help, but Zhuo Ye watched and silently offered a hand, and the two finally supported Dongfang Youran.

Zhuo Yu helped Zhuo Feng, who was a little bit drunk, to get up, and said goodbye: "I am afraid that the prince will vomit in a while, and he will not be able to sleep well. I will prepare the hangover soup for the prince. Both of you are close friends of Prince Jing. We won't entertain any more, please do what you want."

They also left together.

These few people always feel that...they are enjoying themselves and enjoying themselves very much.

I yawned a lot, with tears dripping from the corners of my eyes, and stood up sleepily. I played too late today, and I should go to wash and sleep.

Then, with a flash in front of my eyes, I was in the posture of being wrapped around the waist by King Ning and lying in his arms.This kind of mysterious posture, as long as I raise my eyes, I can "look affectionately" at him.

What are you doing, King Ning?

He looked at me with sleepy eyes and confused eyes, and laughed in a low voice: "Xiao Jiuer, I finally caught you, you are so cautious... Now, you fall into my hands, but you can't wait for me again!" I can't run away either."

I was a little shy: "What are you doing... What if someone comes later? Ah, no, the point is not that someone comes, the point is that our posture is wrong, let me go..."

"Don't let go." Ning Wang's blue eyes glued to my face with nostalgia, "It's hard for me to wait until they leave, so I have this moment, how can I bear to let go?"

The current development is fairly normal, but it is only compared to what happened next.

What happened next made me think I was still in a dream.

Because, there are lines of words circulating in my mind, the small words are blue, exuding a faint halo: Bei Chenjue, you are detached from things, you don’t eat fireworks, you never worry about everything, you don’t care about anything, you stay out of things, you stand on the sidelines, but in the end I live alone and can't be happy, so I exchange identities with you and the guardian today to experience another life.The imperial power of the Qinglong Kingdom can be exchanged automatically after the change.

Because, my field of vision suddenly changed and became very broad. I was holding a person's slender(?) waist with one hand, and that person was being held in my arms forcibly. To describe it, because it is my own face, such a change of perspective is really extraordinary.

The crow hair is like a waterfall, the willow eyebrows are slender and long into the temples, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised up, a little charming, a little playful, and more of a youthful spirit, and the eyes seem to be radiant and sparkling The Bibo Shengyan Lake is not like the almond eyes of the mother and concubine Jiangnan Yanyu, but the peach blossom eyes inherited (selected) from the father and the emperor. The Qiong nose is tall and straight, as if forged from ice jade, porcelain white Her cheeks are whiter than milk and smoother than pearls, flawless, her cheeks are like snow, and she looks like a blush dyed by smoked peach blossoms when she looks closely. With a smile.

Because, I actually saw myself!

Forgive me for not intending to look at my own face, but I was fascinated by it for a while.

Because I have never seen my face so clearly, but I can vaguely see the beautiful shadow through the bronze mirror or when I wash my face in the morning.But I have always had a perception that I should be...beautiful, because the looks of my father, mother and concubine are there.

The man in the arms was also confused for a while (also reading the comment given by Qing Pozhu), and immediately reacted, he hugged my back and leaned on my chest, and said with a smile: "God help me, Xiao Jiu Son, now...you can't escape."

Me: "What... do you want? You are the guardian, did you let Qingpozhu do this?"

Dongfangchi said aggrievedly: "Then you misunderstood me, I don't have such a great ability to order it, this is all its own intention."

I sighed: "This matter is troublesome."

As I said that, I let go of him, he was leaning in my arms contentedly, but now without my support on his waist, his waist was hanging in the air, and he almost fell down.

"Hey~" Dongfang Chi rubbed his waist helplessly, "This is your body, cutie."

"I'm sorry." I apologized bluntly, and then continued to express my opinion, "I said, this matter is troublesome, I don't care, but you...you are King Ning, I have to go back to your palace, you are dignified There are many trivial matters in the huge Ning Palace, I have no experience and no skills, how can I handle it?"

"It's okay." He looked up at me, "You usually just pretend to have no expression on your face, and you can hum whatever they say, or ignore them. As for the matters that need to be handled by me personally, you accept your fate." I'm your princess, and I'll just help out in the palace. After all, once this battle for the throne is over, we can change back."

I snorted coldly: "Let me be your princess... think beautifully! And..." I warned sternly, "Don't do weird things to my body!!"

"No, no... If we really want to do something, we have to wait for you to come back... Let's do it again..."

Sudden--

As soon as Tian appeared, we were reflected in his dark blue pupils, and his expression was extremely stern and dignified.

After a while, he suddenly landed on one knee facing me, and said in a low voice, "Although... the subordinates don't know what happened, but once the hidden guard recognizes the master, he will die until death, the master—"

"Please... don't abandon your subordinates!"

When the words fell, the forehead touched the ground, once, twice, three times... making a dull sound.

I said, "Okay!"

Dongfang Chi curved his lips and smiled lightly: "Is it a heaven-level hidden guard? That's fine."