The princess always wants to get out of the wall

An'er, why did you become Prince Duan?

Because, I can bear it.

I don't know how many times this kind of question and answer has been done since I was a child. Every time Zhao Jing'an heard this question, he would subconsciously blurt it out solemnly under the gaze of his father's deep eyes.

This is the attitude he needs to have as the successor of Prince Duan's Mansion. He has understood it since he was a child, and he has long been accustomed to it as a flesh and blood.

After his father passed away, no one asked him this question again, but he was always alert to himself just like his father was alive.

But there was never a time like today, which made him exhausted all over his body and mind.

The exhaustion that permeated from the bottom of his heart, accompanied by the soreness caused by the attack of the old disease, made him feel a little powerless.

Probably because of an old illness, Zhao Jing'an thought, that's why he felt so... wronged.

"Brother?" Zhao Jing'an's sudden silence made the atmosphere heavy, and Feng Xin, who was harboring a ulterior motive, was very uneasy. As a brother-controller, Zhao Xinning couldn't detect his brother's subtle emotional changes, and was even more uneasy.

"Huh?" Zhao Jing'an came back to his senses, met Zhao Xinning's worried eyes, and finally eased his expression, stretched out his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows, and smiled very lightly, "It's all right."

"Forget it, since you can't explain clearly what happened at the banquet, there's no need to explain it. Let people go to entertain the people in the general's mansion and tell them that the princess is here to serve the sick. After a few days, the princess will go back and explain to the madam in person." The young prince Duan always wanted to use the rules as a ruler to measure his actions, even the slightest deviation, but now the rules he could abide by were beaten to pieces by her princess, so he had to choose another rigorous route.

Suddenly, Zhao Xinning's eyes sparkled with love, and she looked at Zhao Jing'an adoringly with her hands on her chin: "Brother has always been so considerate."

"..." I'm afraid your brother is now talking about destroying the corpses and traces of the people who came from the general's mansion, and you, a brother-in-law, will agree that your brother is really domineering... Feng Xin secretly slandered, and when will I say that I want to go back in person? Explained to Mrs. Feng? !

Zhao Jing'an seemed to see the dissatisfaction in Feng Xin's heart, and said lightly: "Didn't the concubine say a few days ago that she would go back to her mother's house to appease her parents' worries? Right now, let's appease them together."

"..." Feng Xin hesitated to speak, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly—Nimma, she really said that!

But since Zhao Jing'an said that there was no need to explain what happened at the banquet, he would not push Feng Xin to face the people who came from the General's Mansion, but invited Wang Momo to bring Ruyue to entertain her.

So Feng Xin took refuge in Jiya Garden as a matter of course.

Feng Xin stayed behind, and Zhao Xinning, the brother-in-law, refused to leave even more, and insisted on staying to "serve the sick". Eyes to eyes, until both of them became cross-eyed.

Zhao Xinning, who insisted on maintaining the best image in front of her brother, was finally defeated and found another way. She reached out and took an orange orange on the table, and while peeling it, she handed the orange petals to Zhao Jingan's lips: "The charcoal is burning in the house. These oranges are not cold, brother eat less to moisten your throat."

Zhao Jing'an was curled up on the imperial concubine's couch covered with snow-white fur, his body was also tightly covered with a small brocade quilt, his extremely white skin was blushing from the charcoal fire, and the medicine he had just drank seemed to help sleep. As a result, his eyes were a little blurred, making him appear petite and weak, revealing an indistinguishable charm between male and female, but completely washed away his usual cool and majestic.

With the old illness, warm smoke and medicine, Zhao Jing'an was a little dazed, and in the drowsy chaos, he caught sight of someone handing an orange petal to his lips, and subconsciously opened his mouth to bite it, looking cute and cute.

Feng Xin held her face and looked at this picture of brothers and sisters, she always felt that the ignorant prince Duan was a bit like a koala in a certain continent, who was chronically poisoned by eating too many eucalyptus leaves, and his nerves were paralyzed and his movements were slow. Opening a pair of innocent and confused beautiful eyes, it seems that they can only accept whatever they do.

It's kinda cute.

Ah, no, it's actually cute.

Could it be the cute contrast caused by the usual beauty, the little prince, who is too serious in speech and smile?

Feng Xin stared at the scene in front of her with bright eyes, and found it very interesting. For the first time, she didn't want to tease Zhao Xinning, but wanted to tease Zhao Jing'an.

Ah, no, this idea is a little dangerous Stop it!If you really want to take action, you will be beaten to death by the beautiful little prince who wakes up, right?

It would be great to tease Miss Xinning, she is cute and harmless, seductive and interesting, and can live a long life.

But Zhao Jing'an is also quite eye-catching.

I have never teased Zhao Jing'an, what if he is also very interesting?

While he is in a daze right now, when will we wait?Never come again!

Once the dangerous idea of ​​wanting to tease the beautiful little prince popped up, no matter how Feng Xin tried to suppress it, the idea would still be like a rolling Yangtze River, no matter what, it would not be able to stop it.

Xu Shi Feng Xin's gaze was too undisguisedly hot, Zhao Xinning turned her head vigilantly, and looked at Feng Xin unkindly: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the beauty." Feng Xin casually said while resting her chin, and still had time to wink at Zhao Xinning.

"..." The elder brother was in front, and the elder brother controlled Changning Princess with extraordinary fighting power. Instead of being overwhelmed by the winking eyes, his thoughts were very clear. He immediately smiled coldly and said, "I thought you had seen enough beauties at the banquet Woolen cloth."

Feng Xin: "..." Look at you girl, why do you hold grudges so much? !

Seeing that Feng Xin was at a loss for words, Zhao Xinning sneered again and again, while Zhao Jingan, who was completely out of state, continued to be confused and even yawned a little.

It's too cute for me to go!Feng Xin looked at the lazy Zhao Jing'an, her eyes were shining brightly—Nima, this young boy, if he hadn't declared his family name early, and unless he took off his clothes to verify his identity, she wouldn't believe that such a bewitching beauty is actually It's a man! ! !

"Where can it be? How can there be enough time for beauties?" In the face of beauty, Feng Xin accidentally spoke the truth.

"Bah!" Zhao Xinning was so angry that he grabbed an orange and threw it straight at Feng Xin.

"Oh!" Feng Xin yelled softly, picked up the oranges, and looked at Zhao Xinning with a smile, "You know that Aning loves me so much, so she gave me oranges."

"..." Zhao Xinning was stunned by Feng Xin's brazenness.

However, Feng Xin, who has actually lived in her core for 26 years, was very indifferent to the questioning eyes of the 16-year-old girl, and even peeled the orange while humming a little song.

"you……"

"Here." Zhao Xinning just opened her mouth slightly just as she was about to retort. Feng Xin had already brought a piece of orange to her lips, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes smiled ripplingly, which was very seductive, "Come on, try it." Try the orange I peeled, is it sweeter?"

Zhao Xinning: "..." - she was wrong, every time she was shocked by Feng Xin's brazenness, Feng Xin would always do something even more shocking to refresh her cognition.

"Huh!" Zhao Xinning, with the attitude of a revolutionary martyr who would rather die than surrender in the face of the enemy's threats and lures, snorted lightly, and turned his face arrogantly, expressing his disdain.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat it? I peeled it, it's very sweet." Feng Xin squeezed the orange, and waved it in front of Zhao Xinning seductively.

"No—eat—" As if expressing her determination, Zhao Xinning dragged her voice and refused firmly.

"That's such a pity." Feng Xin's tone was very regretful, but the slightly rising tone at the end still betrayed her inner joy. He closed his heart like a fox like a chicken, pinched the orange petals that had been shaking in front of her countless times, and sent them to Zhao Jing'an with lightning speed.

Zhao Jing'an was still in a dazed, half-awake state that was about to fall into a dream. When he saw someone feeding him, he opened his mouth obediently, blinked his eyes and swallowed it slowly.

Ah, it's so cute... Feng Xin, who got his wish, let out a satisfied sigh, firmly seized the opportunity, and hastily sent a few more oranges to Zhao Jing'an's mouth.

"You...!!!" Zhao Xinning was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to recover.

"If you don't eat, I'll give it to him." Feng Xin turned her face, with a pure and innocent face, with an expression of "it's because you are picky eaters, so I reluctantly gave it to your brother".

"..." This daughter of the Feng family's hobby before she got married was rehearsing dramas. She changed her face so quickly... Zhao Xinning thought bitterly.

"Do you want to eat it now? Come on, there's one more, here you are." Feng Xin cheerfully handed the remaining half of the orange in her hand to Zhao Xinning.

Zhao Xinning was a little annoyed immediately, and said in a nasty voice, "My brother suffers from an old illness and is afraid of the cold, yet you gave him so many cold oranges!"

"That's right, the lord is afraid of the cold!" Feng Xin didn't refute at all this time, instead, he slapped his thigh, looking very annoyed.

Zhao Xinning couldn't keep up with her train of thought this time.

The next moment, Feng Xin had already reached out to pour a cup of tea, felt the temperature through the cup, and it was quite suitable for drinking, she couldn't help feeling proud, and joyfully brought it to Zhao Jing'an: "Come on, my lord, drink some hot tea to keep you warm." Stomach."

Although Zhao Jing'an was still a little confused, he still really felt the enthusiasm and hospitality of his own princess, but it was different from the careful ironing when she first married into the palace. In short... it was very enjoyable.

Hmm... Zhao Jing'an, who was still sleepy, shook his head slightly, forget it, his head was dizzy, and he didn't think about it anymore.

The hot tea was still brought to his lips, Zhao Jing'an was too lazy to move his fingers, so he took two sips from the cup.

Zhao Xinning was dumbfounded——ahhh, this daughter of the Feng family is indeed a vixen! Now she actually seduced my brother in front of me! ! !

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The author has something to say:

small theater.

Feng Xin: Here, I'll give you this orange.

The usual Zhao Jing'an: My princess loves me so much, but I definitely want to make up with her, what should I do? I'm really distressed...

Confused Zhao Jingan (opens mouth, obediently): Mmm... happy...

Update~ Today's Duan Xiaowang finally has more roles... Although there are no lines, haha, but it still has a sense of presence, right?