When Feng Xin finished her breakfast and sat in the carriage with Duan Xiaowang, Feng Xin looked at the sun in the sky, and estimated that it would be ten o'clock at least.
I don't know if the market in Daxun Dynasty is fun or not.Feng Xin felt itchy in his heart, and was about to ask, but Prince Duan was sitting in the carriage with his eyes slightly closed, exuding an aura of "don't get close to strangers" all over his body.
A 16-year-old kid, pretending to be deep... Feng Xin stopped talking a few times, biting his nails angrily, feeling very sad in his heart.
Fortunately, Feng Xin was naturally optimistic and at ease, Zhao Jing'an didn't talk to her, so she had fun by herself.
He lifted the curtain of the carriage window casually and looked out.
This is the first time she came to this world, stepped out of Duanwang's mansion, and looked at the world outside this mansion for the first time.
The street where the carriage is speeding is paved with wide and long stone slabs, very spacious and clean, and the horseshoes with iron palms step on the stone road, making a crisp sound; the houses on both sides are all high-rise buildings. The wall, at first glance, looks like a rich or expensive place like Duanwang's mansion.
Tut tut.Feng Xin looked out with her chin propped up, and suddenly came up with a thought - would this house price be very expensive?
This thought just popped up, Feng Xin laughed out loud first.
No matter how expensive or cheap the house is, who knows how long she, a lonely ghost who has been transported, can stay in this dynasty?What are you worrying about?
Besides, Feng Xin thought happily, although housing prices in the 21st century have soared like a rocket, so that a small office worker like her can only smell the rocket exhaust and look at the house, but this fate is so magical, she In modern times, they can only rent houses together, but in this great dynasty, they immediately live in a mansion with gardens in gold and silver.
It seems to have earned it.
As Feng Xin thought about it, she smiled and frowned.
Zhao Jing'an, who looked like an old monk in meditation, opened his eyes at some point. He looked at Feng Xin with a complicated expression. The princess he disliked was leaning against the window of the carriage, looking out of the window with a smile on his face. There were lovely dimples on the lips, and the whole person exuded a pleasant atmosphere.
Zhao Jingan was in a daze.
For a moment, he sighed softly.
Hearing this sigh, Feng Xin turned around, and was caught off guard by the helplessness and pity in the beautiful little prince's phoenix eyes.
Feng Xin shivered inexplicably.
"Just going out with the princess, is the princess so happy?" Zhao Jing'an glanced at Feng Xin lightly.
I am very happy, but I am happy when I come out to play, not with you.
Feng Xin secretly slandered, but she only dared to slander, so she nodded with a smile: "Yeah."
The look in Zhao Jingan's eyes became more complicated.
Seal heart:"……"
Wait, I seem to feel that this plot is going wrong!
Ten seconds later, before Feng Xin figured out what was wrong, Zhao Jing'an sighed again, and glanced at Feng Xin, his eyes darkened slightly, and there was a look of struggle in them.
"Uh..." Feng Xin squeezed her fingers, not understanding why the beautiful young prince was suddenly depressed, and it seemed to be mixed with guilt.
"Feng Xin." Zhao Jing'an called out, although he still deliberately lowered his voice, still as cold as before, but this was the first time he called her by her name, instead of calling her "Wangfei" deliberately.
"Ah?" Feng Xin felt a little flustered for no reason.
Zhao Jing'an looked at Feng Xin, and the pain in his eyes became heavier. He seemed to be thinking about something, and said every word very carefully: "Don't like me anymore."
"Ah?!" Feng Xin almost jumped up on the carriage, but she didn't panic now, she just felt baffled.
WTF? ? ?
Feng Xin's slightly violent reaction, in Zhao Jing'an's eyes, is the expression of loving him as deeply as the sea. Thinking of Feng Xin hanging from the beam a few days ago, Zhao Jing'an was afraid that she would jump out of the carriage again when she got excited , while regretting that he chose the wrong time to say these words, he grabbed Feng Xin's hand as quickly as lightning.
"!!!" Feng Xin was shocked and speechless.
What the hell is this? !
Forget about narcissism, why are you still playing hooligans? !
Also, young prince Duan, aren't you gay? !
Don't think that I dare not hit you because you are young and good looking!
Before her brain reacted, Feng Xin's body had already honestly responded for her - she resolutely shook off Zhao Jingan's hand.
not good!
This was Zhao Jingan's first reaction.
The princess really wanted to jump out of the car!
This was Zhao Jingan's second reaction.
If I knew it earlier, I should have brought a maid who sealed my heart out. The maid in the General's Mansion must be very strong!
This is Zhao Jingan's first response.
Countless thoughts of regret surged out of Zhao Jingan's head, but the urgency of the situation did not allow him to regret any more. Without a strong servant girl, the young prince with thin arms and legs could only go to bed by himself. up.
So, in the next moment, before he could completely seal his heart from the thrilling emotions, a new wave of horrors ushered in—— Zhao Jingan, the young prince of Duan, with a cold face and a heroic revolutionary martyr who died bravely and generously With an expression, he swooped over and pressed Feng Xin under him.
"Boom——" Feng Xin lived up to expectations and was thrown onto the carriage. By the way, he also helped Prince Duan check the quality of the carriage—take the bag that swelled up on her head as an example, produced by Prince Duan's Mansion. The carriage is of great quality!
Feng Xin who almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "..."
Zhao Jingan, whose plan was a complete success: "Huh..."
The carriage was not very stable at all, and it was thrown again, and the quality of the carriage was "personally" inspected. Feng Xin could only feel the blood rushing up, her eyes were dim, and the world was spinning. For a moment, she even saw it. The kind smile of Grandpa God.
This sick little prince who kills thousands of swords!Feng Xin was in a daze, and took the time to curse Zhao Jing'an in her heart.
Fortunately, this kid is only 16 years old, he is not tall enough, his bones are light, and his body is soft, otherwise the original owner's 15-year-old body would be smashed into meatloaf...
"My lord..." The carriage stopped, probably hearing the commotion inside, the next second, Song Zi lifted the curtain of the car door, choked on the words, a face as red as a young pioneer's red scarf - his family The prince, who has always been pure and ascetic, is entangled with the princess at this moment, not to mention how ambiguous that posture is.
Song Zi quickly lowered the curtain, and an excited and slightly trembling voice came from outside, stammering a little: "My lord, go ahead, my subordinates are reckless, and I bumped into each other!"
Being pressured, misunderstood, and dizzy, Feng Xin still hadn't recovered her mind, and couldn't argue with it.
Zhao Jing'an was fine at first, but if he had to say something, it would be that he was a little bit complacent—isn't he happy?With his own strength, he managed to stop the princess who was about to jump into the carriage!
The princess is the daughter of General Feng's family!
But this joy did not last long, and disappeared in the sound of stuttering pine nuts, leaving no bones left.
Zhao Jing'an suddenly got up from Feng Xin, and did not forget to straighten Feng Xin who was knocked dizzy, then, he lifted the curtain of the car aggressively, and said calmly and solemnly: "This king is not..."
"Subordinates understand!" Song Zi replied quickly with a blushing face.
"..." Zhao Jingan looked at Songzi in pain, no, you don't understand.
"Cough." Zhao Jing'an saw that his drawing was getting darker and darker, so he simply stopped drawing, and retreated back to the carriage dejectedly.
Pine nuts breathed a sigh of relief.
Hey, our lord is still too shy.
Young and angry, he can't help himself. Although he hasn't married a wife yet, he can definitely understand the prince from the bottom of his heart.
The prince is still too tender.
Thinking about it, Songzi didn't forget to order the driver to drive more safely.
In the carriage, Feng Xin, who was staring at gold stars, finally came to her senses. She reached out and touched the big bump on her head. The black-handed convulsion little prince asked the crime.
She couldn't just shave her hair for this bag and let Zhao Jingan see it, could she?
She can't grab Zhao Jing'an's hand and force him to feel the existence of this bag, can she?
Inexplicably being thrown, and a secret bag was left behind, the pain was so painful that he had nowhere to complain, and he was about to pass out from anger again every minute.
Calm down, calm down, you are an adult, you can't be as knowledgeable as a child...
In this way, after doing a full 3 minutes of mental construction, Feng Xin barely restrained the urge to raise his hand to beat the brat.
You can't do it with your hands, but you can't be too wronged.
"My lord, what does this mean?" Feng Xin endured the ecstasy pain from the green bag on his head, and looked at Zhao Jing'an righteously.
Zhao Jing'an had already sat upright, as if the one who jumped at people just now wasn't him.Looking at him, Feng Xin felt that the roots of her teeth were itching.
Duan Xiaowang, who was questioned, still sat upright, unmoved, like a young white poplar that took root in the carriage, very upright and reliable.
It's all an illusion!Feng Xin thought bitterly.
"I..." Zhao Jing'an opened his mouth slowly, and finally showed a bit of panic. He didn't even notice that the address had been changed, and a blush slowly appeared on that too fair face.
Feng Xin, who sought justice but failed: "???"
In the next second, the reserved and dignified Prince Duan finally turned his blushing face towards Feng Xin. He rarely smiled on weekdays. The slight redness on the face wiped away the indifference, and the young prince Duan was like a shy girl, shy, and said: "Where is there no grass in the sky, the end of the world, Wangfei, please don't worry about this king anymore." gone."
Feng Xin was dumbfounded.
In the next second, she touched her head subconsciously—couldn't the impact be too hard, and she would be hallucinating?
What is the end of the world where there is no fragrant grass?
Is this persuading her to have sex with her?
What do you mean never to be overwhelmed by him?
This is to persuade her...
Feng Xin's froze head restarted, and he finally understood what Zhao Jing'an was trying to express by saying that the preface did not match the latter.
Raising his hand to press the corners of his eyes that were twitching happily, Feng Xin looked at the alert Zhao Jing'an with a pained face: "Your lord thought I was going to jump out of the car just now?"
Zhao Jingan looked at Feng Xin with a "couldn't it be" expression on his face.
Sealing the heart and holding the forehead: "..."
of course not! ! !Who wouldn't want a meeting to jump the carriage? !Hanging himself is already stupid enough, if he jumps into a carriage again, he might as well be stupid to death himself! ! !
Although Feng Xin was roaring in his heart, Prince Duan couldn't hear her, and he was still looking at her with great vigilance, looking ready to go, afraid that Feng Xin would jump out of the car again in the next second.
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The author has something to say:
Songzi: What should I do if I disturb the world of the prince and princess? I'm waiting online. It's very urgent.
Update ~ I wish you a happy week ~
Now it can only be updated weekly, I am really sorry, and I am very grateful to you who did not abandon the pit~
Last night, I dreamed that everyone saved and commented on this article. It was so beautiful that I woke up with a smile... Haha, I hope my work can bring you a little happiness. I hope I can do better and my dreams come true. ,haha
I don't know if the market in Daxun Dynasty is fun or not.Feng Xin felt itchy in his heart, and was about to ask, but Prince Duan was sitting in the carriage with his eyes slightly closed, exuding an aura of "don't get close to strangers" all over his body.
A 16-year-old kid, pretending to be deep... Feng Xin stopped talking a few times, biting his nails angrily, feeling very sad in his heart.
Fortunately, Feng Xin was naturally optimistic and at ease, Zhao Jing'an didn't talk to her, so she had fun by herself.
He lifted the curtain of the carriage window casually and looked out.
This is the first time she came to this world, stepped out of Duanwang's mansion, and looked at the world outside this mansion for the first time.
The street where the carriage is speeding is paved with wide and long stone slabs, very spacious and clean, and the horseshoes with iron palms step on the stone road, making a crisp sound; the houses on both sides are all high-rise buildings. The wall, at first glance, looks like a rich or expensive place like Duanwang's mansion.
Tut tut.Feng Xin looked out with her chin propped up, and suddenly came up with a thought - would this house price be very expensive?
This thought just popped up, Feng Xin laughed out loud first.
No matter how expensive or cheap the house is, who knows how long she, a lonely ghost who has been transported, can stay in this dynasty?What are you worrying about?
Besides, Feng Xin thought happily, although housing prices in the 21st century have soared like a rocket, so that a small office worker like her can only smell the rocket exhaust and look at the house, but this fate is so magical, she In modern times, they can only rent houses together, but in this great dynasty, they immediately live in a mansion with gardens in gold and silver.
It seems to have earned it.
As Feng Xin thought about it, she smiled and frowned.
Zhao Jing'an, who looked like an old monk in meditation, opened his eyes at some point. He looked at Feng Xin with a complicated expression. The princess he disliked was leaning against the window of the carriage, looking out of the window with a smile on his face. There were lovely dimples on the lips, and the whole person exuded a pleasant atmosphere.
Zhao Jingan was in a daze.
For a moment, he sighed softly.
Hearing this sigh, Feng Xin turned around, and was caught off guard by the helplessness and pity in the beautiful little prince's phoenix eyes.
Feng Xin shivered inexplicably.
"Just going out with the princess, is the princess so happy?" Zhao Jing'an glanced at Feng Xin lightly.
I am very happy, but I am happy when I come out to play, not with you.
Feng Xin secretly slandered, but she only dared to slander, so she nodded with a smile: "Yeah."
The look in Zhao Jingan's eyes became more complicated.
Seal heart:"……"
Wait, I seem to feel that this plot is going wrong!
Ten seconds later, before Feng Xin figured out what was wrong, Zhao Jing'an sighed again, and glanced at Feng Xin, his eyes darkened slightly, and there was a look of struggle in them.
"Uh..." Feng Xin squeezed her fingers, not understanding why the beautiful young prince was suddenly depressed, and it seemed to be mixed with guilt.
"Feng Xin." Zhao Jing'an called out, although he still deliberately lowered his voice, still as cold as before, but this was the first time he called her by her name, instead of calling her "Wangfei" deliberately.
"Ah?" Feng Xin felt a little flustered for no reason.
Zhao Jing'an looked at Feng Xin, and the pain in his eyes became heavier. He seemed to be thinking about something, and said every word very carefully: "Don't like me anymore."
"Ah?!" Feng Xin almost jumped up on the carriage, but she didn't panic now, she just felt baffled.
WTF? ? ?
Feng Xin's slightly violent reaction, in Zhao Jing'an's eyes, is the expression of loving him as deeply as the sea. Thinking of Feng Xin hanging from the beam a few days ago, Zhao Jing'an was afraid that she would jump out of the carriage again when she got excited , while regretting that he chose the wrong time to say these words, he grabbed Feng Xin's hand as quickly as lightning.
"!!!" Feng Xin was shocked and speechless.
What the hell is this? !
Forget about narcissism, why are you still playing hooligans? !
Also, young prince Duan, aren't you gay? !
Don't think that I dare not hit you because you are young and good looking!
Before her brain reacted, Feng Xin's body had already honestly responded for her - she resolutely shook off Zhao Jingan's hand.
not good!
This was Zhao Jingan's first reaction.
The princess really wanted to jump out of the car!
This was Zhao Jingan's second reaction.
If I knew it earlier, I should have brought a maid who sealed my heart out. The maid in the General's Mansion must be very strong!
This is Zhao Jingan's first response.
Countless thoughts of regret surged out of Zhao Jingan's head, but the urgency of the situation did not allow him to regret any more. Without a strong servant girl, the young prince with thin arms and legs could only go to bed by himself. up.
So, in the next moment, before he could completely seal his heart from the thrilling emotions, a new wave of horrors ushered in—— Zhao Jingan, the young prince of Duan, with a cold face and a heroic revolutionary martyr who died bravely and generously With an expression, he swooped over and pressed Feng Xin under him.
"Boom——" Feng Xin lived up to expectations and was thrown onto the carriage. By the way, he also helped Prince Duan check the quality of the carriage—take the bag that swelled up on her head as an example, produced by Prince Duan's Mansion. The carriage is of great quality!
Feng Xin who almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "..."
Zhao Jingan, whose plan was a complete success: "Huh..."
The carriage was not very stable at all, and it was thrown again, and the quality of the carriage was "personally" inspected. Feng Xin could only feel the blood rushing up, her eyes were dim, and the world was spinning. For a moment, she even saw it. The kind smile of Grandpa God.
This sick little prince who kills thousands of swords!Feng Xin was in a daze, and took the time to curse Zhao Jing'an in her heart.
Fortunately, this kid is only 16 years old, he is not tall enough, his bones are light, and his body is soft, otherwise the original owner's 15-year-old body would be smashed into meatloaf...
"My lord..." The carriage stopped, probably hearing the commotion inside, the next second, Song Zi lifted the curtain of the car door, choked on the words, a face as red as a young pioneer's red scarf - his family The prince, who has always been pure and ascetic, is entangled with the princess at this moment, not to mention how ambiguous that posture is.
Song Zi quickly lowered the curtain, and an excited and slightly trembling voice came from outside, stammering a little: "My lord, go ahead, my subordinates are reckless, and I bumped into each other!"
Being pressured, misunderstood, and dizzy, Feng Xin still hadn't recovered her mind, and couldn't argue with it.
Zhao Jing'an was fine at first, but if he had to say something, it would be that he was a little bit complacent—isn't he happy?With his own strength, he managed to stop the princess who was about to jump into the carriage!
The princess is the daughter of General Feng's family!
But this joy did not last long, and disappeared in the sound of stuttering pine nuts, leaving no bones left.
Zhao Jing'an suddenly got up from Feng Xin, and did not forget to straighten Feng Xin who was knocked dizzy, then, he lifted the curtain of the car aggressively, and said calmly and solemnly: "This king is not..."
"Subordinates understand!" Song Zi replied quickly with a blushing face.
"..." Zhao Jingan looked at Songzi in pain, no, you don't understand.
"Cough." Zhao Jing'an saw that his drawing was getting darker and darker, so he simply stopped drawing, and retreated back to the carriage dejectedly.
Pine nuts breathed a sigh of relief.
Hey, our lord is still too shy.
Young and angry, he can't help himself. Although he hasn't married a wife yet, he can definitely understand the prince from the bottom of his heart.
The prince is still too tender.
Thinking about it, Songzi didn't forget to order the driver to drive more safely.
In the carriage, Feng Xin, who was staring at gold stars, finally came to her senses. She reached out and touched the big bump on her head. The black-handed convulsion little prince asked the crime.
She couldn't just shave her hair for this bag and let Zhao Jingan see it, could she?
She can't grab Zhao Jing'an's hand and force him to feel the existence of this bag, can she?
Inexplicably being thrown, and a secret bag was left behind, the pain was so painful that he had nowhere to complain, and he was about to pass out from anger again every minute.
Calm down, calm down, you are an adult, you can't be as knowledgeable as a child...
In this way, after doing a full 3 minutes of mental construction, Feng Xin barely restrained the urge to raise his hand to beat the brat.
You can't do it with your hands, but you can't be too wronged.
"My lord, what does this mean?" Feng Xin endured the ecstasy pain from the green bag on his head, and looked at Zhao Jing'an righteously.
Zhao Jing'an had already sat upright, as if the one who jumped at people just now wasn't him.Looking at him, Feng Xin felt that the roots of her teeth were itching.
Duan Xiaowang, who was questioned, still sat upright, unmoved, like a young white poplar that took root in the carriage, very upright and reliable.
It's all an illusion!Feng Xin thought bitterly.
"I..." Zhao Jing'an opened his mouth slowly, and finally showed a bit of panic. He didn't even notice that the address had been changed, and a blush slowly appeared on that too fair face.
Feng Xin, who sought justice but failed: "???"
In the next second, the reserved and dignified Prince Duan finally turned his blushing face towards Feng Xin. He rarely smiled on weekdays. The slight redness on the face wiped away the indifference, and the young prince Duan was like a shy girl, shy, and said: "Where is there no grass in the sky, the end of the world, Wangfei, please don't worry about this king anymore." gone."
Feng Xin was dumbfounded.
In the next second, she touched her head subconsciously—couldn't the impact be too hard, and she would be hallucinating?
What is the end of the world where there is no fragrant grass?
Is this persuading her to have sex with her?
What do you mean never to be overwhelmed by him?
This is to persuade her...
Feng Xin's froze head restarted, and he finally understood what Zhao Jing'an was trying to express by saying that the preface did not match the latter.
Raising his hand to press the corners of his eyes that were twitching happily, Feng Xin looked at the alert Zhao Jing'an with a pained face: "Your lord thought I was going to jump out of the car just now?"
Zhao Jingan looked at Feng Xin with a "couldn't it be" expression on his face.
Sealing the heart and holding the forehead: "..."
of course not! ! !Who wouldn't want a meeting to jump the carriage? !Hanging himself is already stupid enough, if he jumps into a carriage again, he might as well be stupid to death himself! ! !
Although Feng Xin was roaring in his heart, Prince Duan couldn't hear her, and he was still looking at her with great vigilance, looking ready to go, afraid that Feng Xin would jump out of the car again in the next second.
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The author has something to say:
Songzi: What should I do if I disturb the world of the prince and princess? I'm waiting online. It's very urgent.
Update ~ I wish you a happy week ~
Now it can only be updated weekly, I am really sorry, and I am very grateful to you who did not abandon the pit~
Last night, I dreamed that everyone saved and commented on this article. It was so beautiful that I woke up with a smile... Haha, I hope my work can bring you a little happiness. I hope I can do better and my dreams come true. ,haha
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