The princess always wants to get out of the wall

Ye Xiaohou, as the super VIP of Hongxiuxuan, was soon surrounded by girls in red and willow green into the private room he often goes to. Exquisite snacks and fine wine were placed in front of him.

With the presence of Ye Xiaohou Ye and Duan Xiao Wang Ye, two people who exuded the brilliance of money, Feng Xin, who has no name, was inevitably left out in the cold.

Feng Xin's inner os: Nima, is this different from the one in the novel? !What about the halo of the protagonist as promised, anyway, the old lady still has such a monstrous face, and she was actually defeated by the evil money forces? !

Ah, melancholy to death, dying with regret...

Feng Xin sighed sadly, picked up the wine glass in front of her casually, and drank it down in one gulp.

Zhao Jing'an, who was among the beauties, managed to lift his eyes from the fragrant wind, and saw Feng Xin drinking alone with a worried expression on his face. He was so guilty that he didn't know where to look, so he coughed lightly: "Uh, Wang... That, cousin..."

"Hey, don't surround yourself with this Marquis. That prince is just a sad and frustrated person. Why don't you go and comfort him?" Ye Jilin, who was lying on the lap of a beautiful woman, was shocked when he heard Zhao Jingan's hesitation. He brought his cousin to see the world, so why did he forget about his cousin?The haste shows the enthusiasm and eagerness of the host.

Sad and frustrated...

comfort comfort...

Duan Xiaowang, who was among the beauties, was full of guilt when he heard the first sentence - he played too much, the princess was so sad that even that idiot Ye Jilin could see it; he was struck by lightning when he heard the second sentence - comfort?How comforting!Ye Jilin, you bastard, that's the king's concubine! ! !

"You don't have to worry about it, the sisters will take care of you comfortably." Little Prince Duan, who was struggling to get up, was pulled back to his original place by the enthusiastic girls in the blink of an eye, and there was an extra piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth.

Duan Xiaowang was overwhelmed by enthusiasm, and was forced to watch the live broadcast of how his princess was comforted in the Hongxiu Pavilion.

Miss A: "Young master, why are you sad and frustrated?"

Feng Xin rested her chin in one hand, held the cup in the other, and sighed slightly: "It's just the common things that I love her, she loves him, and he loves her."

While talking, she drank the wine in the glass, unexpectedly, the original owner's body was easy to touch, but after two glasses of wine, the corners of Feng Xin's eyes and cheeks were slightly pink, reflecting her seemingly real and fake sadness, It became more and more lovable.

There are so many benefactors who come to the brothel, but the beautiful and affectionate benefactors are just a drop in the bucket. Feng Xin's pitiful and cute appearance successfully hooked the soft spots in the girls' hearts, and some of them went to wipe Feng Xin's tears that didn't exist , Some went to pour wine for Feng Xin to accompany you to get drunk, everyone was gentle and pleasant.

Suddenly, her arms were filled with warm, fragrant and soft jade, even if Feng Xin wanted to be a gentleman, she couldn't help being distracted; what's more, these warm and fragrant soft jade were all charming and charming, each with its own style...

"If she's the same as you, girl, that's fine." Before Feng Xin's brain made an order, Feng Xin's hand had already held the hand that brought her wine very self-sufficiently, and those hands were extraordinarily white and shiny. Moist, soft and warm in the palm of the hand; Feng Xin couldn't help but burst into tears—ah, the girl's hand, how touching it is!

The girl whose hand was shaken was overwhelmed by the sudden tears in Feng Xin's eyes, and said softly at that moment: "Then just treat the slave as her."

"The girl is so gentle and kind, how could I treat her as someone else?" Feng Xin sighed softly.

This sentence was extremely lethal, not only the girl whose hand was shaken, but other girls also felt their hearts surge when they heard it—ah, what an infatuated young man!

The one he loves doesn't love him, so he can only drink away his sorrows. In such a sad situation, he still only misses her and doesn't want to use others as a substitute.

How affectionate is this!

What a gentle little boy!

Wenxiang nephrite sent to her arms, and she can say such heartwarming words when she is sad.

How gentle is this!

In an instant, Feng Xin successfully attracted the attention of the girls present, and her tenderness surged towards her, almost drowning Feng Xin in it.

Ye Jilin, who watched the whole process, had his inner OS: This is all right?Girls, don't just listen to his nice words, look where his hands are! ! !

Zhao Jing'an, who was forced to watch the live broadcast: The princess was heartbroken by me, but she still didn't forget to confess her heart in public. It can be described as affectionate. Hey, it was all because of that stupid idea of ​​Ye Jilin that made me impulsive...

Zhao Jing'an, who was guilty and afraid that Feng Xin would drink directly and get himself drunk to death, finally found his usual aura among the beauties. He moved forward, sat down next to Zhao Jing'an, and smiled cleverly: "If the prince finds it boring, why don't you play a song for him?"

"No need." Zhao Jing'an waved his hand indifferently, got up and stood up.

Ye Jilin looked at Zhao Jingan's actions, and thought to himself, the ghost who got on Zhao Jingan's body suddenly ran away?

Before Little Marquis Ye could come to any conclusion, Zhao Jing'an had already reached out and grabbed Feng Xin's wrist, and pulled Feng Xin, who was enjoying it, out of the beauty's embrace.

Seal heart:"……"

The girls of Hongxiuxuan: "???"

Ye Jilin: "!!!"

"Follow me back." Zhao Jingan whispered.

Feng Xin was stunned——my old lady is picking up girls. Hey, please, little prince, you can separate the occasions, okay? !

In the next second, Feng Xin, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, was dragged out by the wrist of Young Prince Duan just like that.

"Crack!" The wine glass in Ye Jilin's hand fell and shattered, he stared dumbfounded at Zhao Jing'an who was walking away, until the backs of the two disappeared in front of his eyes, he regained his composure and murmured, "What's the matter?! "

The girls in Hongxiuxuan shook their heads, expressing that they didn't know what was going on.

Could it be... Ye Xiaohou felt blessed in his heart, he clapped his hands together suddenly, and suddenly realized.

Didn't my cousin just say that this is a story about him loving her, she loving him, and he loving him?In other words, the cousin loves his wife, the wife loves the prince, and the prince loves his cousin?

No wonder Zhao Jing'an was acting abnormally like a ghost today, after a long time of trouble, it turned out he was jealous!

ah!Case solved!Lord Ye Xiaohou said that I am really a genius, I am simply a clever calculation, and there are no omissions.

After self-explaining his doubts, Ye Xiaohou was satisfied, and immersed himself in the scent of pink and pink again, and sighed by the way—Zhao Jingan, a beast, even if he has a concubine, he will go to seduce his cousin, and he is not afraid of General Feng cutting his door...

ah!Cut the door!

Master Ye Xiaohou was shocked, he was such a young boy who could rest assured that his back was handed over, if he was chopped off by his father-in-law, how could he do it?

Ye Houye, who has read too many scripts and dramas, has a very rich imagination. It seems that he has seen his poor boy who died under the peony flower being chopped into dumpling stuffing by the general. run.

The girls of Hongxiuxuan: ... What a show of chasing each other!

Outside Hongxiuxuan, Feng Xin with a confused face finally came to his senses, and subconsciously wanted to get rid of the hand that was tightly wrapped around his wrist.

As a result, the hand gripped her even tighter.

Feng Xin wanted to cry.

Originally, the warm, fragrant and soft jade was in the arms, talking about love, touching it with small hands, maybe after a while, they could be hugged and held high, but the little prince who killed a thousand knives with the second disease of middle school had convulsions again! ! !

"Hey, I said..."

"I will not do it again."

Feng Xin found that every time she asked a question, she would definitely be cut off by Prince Duan—God, are you playing with me?

"It won't happen in the future." Probably because he was afraid of Feng Xin's overreaction, Zhao Jing'an felt even more uneasy, and didn't dare to let go just like that. He only tightly held Feng Xin's wrist, and said slowly, " If you can't accept the facts, then take your time, I promise you won't come to these places again in the future, don't get excited."

Feng Xin was so shocked by these words that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. She was so painful that she just wanted to hit the wall to calm down——Young Lord Duan, where did you see this? ? ?Can I change it? !

"I……"

"This king did too much today." According to the Law of Juhu, Feng Xin's words were interrupted by Zhao Jingan again, so he could only listen to Zhao Jingan's self-confession with a dizzy head, "Don't worry, it won't happen again in the future."

"It's okay," Feng Xin said weakly, "I don't care if you live here, okay?"

Terrible, Zhao Jingan thought to himself, the concubine is already so angry that she can't choose what to say.

"Otherwise..." Zhao Jing'an hesitated for a moment, and then made another big move, "Otherwise, you move to Jiyayuan..."

"What?!" Feng Xin almost jumped up, staring at Zhao Jing'an dumbfounded.

What the hell is this going to be?

Although it's true that the original owner is your princess, but... according to legend, aren't you gay?

Why did you suddenly ask for cohabitation? !

Is it a double?

Feng Xin shuddered.

"Where are you thinking!" Zhao Jing'an looked at Feng Xin's expression, only to be belatedly aware of the obvious hints in what he said, and his handsome face flushed in an instant, "What does this king mean? At the beginning, the princess wanted to marry this king with all her heart, but it was only because of this skin, maybe after spending a few days together, the princess will find that this king is not the person in her heart."

The implication is that you, a superficial face-controlling person, don't understand the heart of this king at all!

"No!" Feng Xin refused without thinking.

What are you kidding?

According to her experience of reading many novels over the years, if a man and a widow live together in the same... courtyard, the young prince must try his best to make things difficult for her so that she can retreat, and then find out in surprise—oh, Woman, you have successfully attracted this king's attention; after that, the spark of love will be sparked...

Ah bah, what a clichéd plot, she doesn't want to get herself into trouble! ! !

"Why?" Zhao Jing'an was very worried, what should the princess do if she always avoids reality?How does he solve the problem like this?

"I'm afraid..." I'm afraid that you really fall in love with me according to the routine of romance novels!This sentence almost blurted out, Feng Xin risked swallowing it, met Zhao Jing'an's complicated gaze, and changed his words, "I'm afraid that things will backfire, my lord."

Zhao Jingan was in a trance, er, yes.

What if the princess thinks he is better inside?

Hey, there is a princess whose love is as deep as the sea, which always makes people feel like walking on eggshells.

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The author has something to say:

updated~

small theater.

Feng Xin (speech nonsense): This is a clichéd story about ta love ta, ta love ta, ta love ta.

Ye Jilin (thoughtful): Sure enough, this is a story about he loves her, she loves him, and he loves him!

The girls of Hongxiuxuan (watching the whole process, satisfied): Oh~ This is indeed a story about him loving him, him loving him, and him loving him!

Narrator: Exciting!