The princess always wants to get out of the wall

Prince Duan = beauty.

The sick Prince Duan = sick beauty = koala from a certain continent.

And the koala-sick beauty helped her in time.

Therefore, Feng Xin, who was deeply grateful, went to Jiya Garden to report every day under the persuasion of her big maids.

Although it was only the beginning of winter, because of Zhao Jingan's body that was afraid of the cold, the charcoal fire in Ji Yayuan was very prosperous. Whenever Feng Xin entered the room, he always wondered whether Zhao Jingan's drowsy appearance was due to the fact that the charcoal fire was too hot and the ventilation was not very good. To carbon monoxide poisoning.

"Why don't you... open the window a little bit to let in some air?" Feng Xin looked at Zhao Jing'an's flushed face and finally couldn't help it.

"It's so windy outside, the lord is still sick, and the wangfei wants to open the window?!" Ruyue, as the most handsome maidservant, was the first reaction when she heard these words.

"..." Feng Xin glanced at Ruyue, who looked at her like a class enemy, and was a little speechless. For some reason, Ruyue, a servant girl, maintained her hostility towards her from the beginning to the end, and did not restrain her; every time she saw Ruyue , there will also be an inexplicable sense of displeasure -- according to Feng Xin's judgment, it may come from the original owner.

"Sister Ruyue, it's okay." Zhao Jing'an, who had been sleeping on the sickbed, woke up at some point, and with the sleepiness that had just woken up, he opened his mouth to speak for Feng Xin.

Ruyue was quite helpless, she opened her mouth but didn't say anything, just bent her knees and went down.

Feng Xin watched Ruyue's figure disappear before her eyes, and then she thought about explaining: "I just..."

"My lord knows." Zhao Jing'an had already put on his clothes and sat up. He probably just woke up from sleep and was not fully awake. His voice was not deliberately lowered as usual, but rather sleepy and pleasant.

Cold and beautiful appearance, clear and pleasant voice, pale and flushed face... Hey, this little boy looks more and more like a little girl.

Feng Xin shook her head, trying to get rid of that absurd illusion, and then said carefully, "Actually, too hot and stuffy in the room is not good for your health."

Zhao Jing'an looked at Feng Xin in surprise.

Feng Xin felt a little uncomfortable at once, she had just been bullied by Ruyue, and if she was bullied by the beautiful little prince, there was no guarantee that she would not lose her temper.

As a result, Zhao Jing'an just glanced at her in surprise, then lowered his eyelashes, and smiled slightly.

The room is hot and airy, and the smiles of people who are like ice sculptures and snow sculptures on weekdays are like cold plum blossoms blooming in an instant. Although they are still hanging high on the branches, with a coldness that cannot be eliminated, there is already a faint fragrance of coldness, which makes people feel happy. People suddenly feel a little close.

The beauty is smiling, she is really a country and a city.

It's no wonder that King Zhou You simply perished because of Baosi's smile. If she had national security, she could have died because of the beauty's smile...

Feng Xin looked at Zhao Jing'an, who was still chuckling, and immediately turned her eyes a little straight, and couldn't help thinking about something messy -- no wonder some people say that real beauties are always indistinguishable from male and female, so it seems very reasonable... …

"Cough cough," Feng Xin managed to pull out her thoughts from the random thoughts, and decided to find a topic to talk nonsense to divert her attention, and Dang Li said solemnly, "Although I'm sick, I still have to find something small to do. Well, sometimes the more you lie down, the more uncomfortable you will be."

Zhao Jing'an was a little surprised. After the death of his parents, there were very few people around him who dared to speak to him in such a casual tone. Feng Xin in the past was even more obedient and obedient as a wife, so it was impossible for him to say such words.

But... Zhao Jingan still had a smile on his face, but it sounded very warm, and he liked it very much.

Normally, no matter how warm this feeling is, he would not allow himself to indulge in it, but now that he is sick, he wants to be more self-willed.

"Hey, what do you usually like to do?" Without waiting for the answer from the beautiful young prince, Feng Xin resisted the urge to reach out and poke Zhao Jingan's face as he watched the expression on his face become softer and more serious. Continue to find topics.

Zhao Jing'an blinked and tilted his head innocently to look at her.

Feng Xin was suddenly hit hard - I'll go! Uncle policeman, this sick beauty is deliberately acting cute!

"Speak well, why are you so cute!" Feng Xin finally couldn't help but reached out, and gently pinched Zhao Jing'an's face. The moment he touched Zhao Jing'an, Feng Xin couldn't help screaming in her heart—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh This feeling! ! !To borrow a certain chocolate advertisement, it is as smooth as silk! ! !

Zhao Jingan, who was caught off guard by the slap in the face, was a little dazed, and subconsciously wanted to reprimand her, but for a moment he didn't know whether to reprimand her for being rude first or reprimand her for being rude.

"You..." Zhao Jingan opened his mouth and met Feng Xin's eyes.

Feng Xin, who was confused by the beauty, was poured down with a basin of cold water, calmed down instantly, let go of his hand reflexively, and then, blinking a pair of beautiful eyes, looked at Zhao Jing'an innocently: "Ah, my lord, You haven't said anything yet, what do you usually like to do?" —— Isn't it just being cute?Who wouldn't.

"..." If it wasn't for the warmth of Feng Xin still lingering on his face, Zhao Jing'an would have thought that everything just now was an illusion when he looked at Feng Xin who was pretending to be innocent.

"Huh?" If you fail once, try again.Feng Xin continued to look at Zhao Jing'an.

Zhao Jing'an: "..." All right, all right, the concubine looked over so pitifully, she must have known she was wrong, why should he be so fussy?

Coughing lightly, Zhao Jing'an fumbled under the pillow to meet Wang Hao's seemingly sincere and innocent eyes, took out two books and handed them to Feng Xin: "Read books."

I didn't expect the little prince to be quite studious.Feng Xin took the two books while sighing, thinking, when she was in school, the teacher kept emphasizing that learning depends on self-awareness, but she still didn't accept it, and always felt that whoever was so young got so much self-awareness... Now It seems that the teacher seems to be right...

"Ah..." Feng Xin opened a book casually, and what she entered was a vividly drawn picture of evil spirits harming people. When she was caught off guard, she almost lost her breath when she saw this. Shouting, barely throwing away the book, she looked at Zhao Jing'an with a slightly pale face, and in an instant, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past her heart, and she even suspected that this beautiful little prince deliberately threatened her for revenge.

Zhao Jing'an looked at the reluctant Feng Xin, and was a little puzzled: "Don't you like it?"

I like a big-headed ghost! I like it!Feng Xin's heart was roaring, and she still had to put on a gentle and amiable appearance: "Uh... so-so..."

"No way..." Zhao Jing'an was very puzzled, "The book I gave you last time is similar to this one, it doesn't make sense that you like those and don't like this..."

I go! ! !

Feng Xin's heart kept roaring, but she actually forgot! ! !In a corner of her room, there are still piles of ghost stories that the little prince, the beauty, kindly lent her last time! ! !

The shock was so great that Feng Xin forgot to adjust her expression for a moment.

Zhao Jing'an frowned and looked at Feng Xin whose mouth was O-shaped: "Did you not read it?"

"No, no!" Safety is the top priority, and no extra complications should be allowed.Feng Xin quickly regained her composure, and smiled sweetly, "I've seen too much of the same type, and I'm a bit tired of looking at it."

Although the words in Feng Xin's mouth were a bit fresh, Prince Duan keenly got the correct information from them, and then showed a sudden realization expression, and sensitively opened the mahogany inlaid jade treasure box next to the bed, and pulled out a few other books from it The book was generously handed to Feng Xin: "Then do you like this?"

Do not like do not like! ! !

Feng Xin turned over with a stiff face. The books are full of pictures and texts, exquisite and extraordinary, worthy of being the collection of young prince Duan!

But what is wrong with this little prince, but why does he like to read ghost stories? !

"Hehehe, a gentleman doesn't take people's love..." Feng Xin pulled back the reply rarely.

Duan Xiaowang waved his small hand, exuding the aura of a local tyrant: "It's just two books, you are welcome, princess."

"No, no, no, how embarrassing..." Feng Xin sincerely declined.

After several times of refusal like this, Zhao Jing'an looked at Feng Xin, who was dodging his eyes, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, blessing to his heart.

Why didn't the princess accept his book gift?

It's probably just an excuse for a gentleman not to win someone's love - it's already been over last time.

Knowing that he usually likes to read ghost stories, he deliberately mentions it, how obviously he has nothing to say!

Don't you just want to talk to him more?

Seeing that the concubine braved the severe cold and wind (...) to visit him every day, he couldn't bear to refuse too hard - when a person is sick, he seems to be extra fragile and soft-hearted.

Zhao Jing'an couldn't bear to look at Feng Xin.

Feng Xin was secretly stuffing those ghost stories into Baibaogeli, when she noticed an extraordinarily "loving" gaze, which made her feel a little shivering for no reason.

Sure enough, the beautiful little prince rarely opened his mouth gently: "If you don't want to take it home to watch, then watch it here."

Feng Xin's eyes widened in disbelief—what the hell? !Can you say that again? !

Zhao Jing'an looked at Feng Xin who was about to "cry with joy", couldn't help but softened again, hesitated for a moment, and said: "I am dizzy due to illness, and I can't read books, please ask the princess to read it to me. "Well, the princess will definitely be happy.

After a thunderstorm, there is often another even more dazzling lightning bolt!

So, under the lightning strike, Feng Xin was so shocked that she was so shocked that she, she, a person who was afraid of ghosts, was actually asked to read ghost stories to people? !

The beautiful little prince wants her to die!

Selling cute and beautiful koalas is really a lie! ! !

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The author has something to say:

small theater.

Zhao Jingan sent Feng Xin a ghost story.

Feng Xin accepted it, and Zhao Jingan was delighted: My concubine has the same hobbies as mine, we are really compatible.

Feng Xin refused to accept it, Zhao Jingan was flattered: My princess must be watching it with me, the princess really loves me.

——Haha, Prince Duan is actually a brain tonic emperor.

I haven't been at home for the past two days, today's update is a bit late, everyone forgive me~