The princess always wants to get out of the wall

Apparently Feng Xin never had the ability to observe words and expressions, Prince Duan's eyes were about to cramp, Feng Xin still held his fists and said seriously: "Harmonious communication is the prerequisite for solving all problems..."

Zhao Jing'an blinked his cramped eyes, picked up the bird's nest porridge next to him, stuffed it into Feng Xin's arms, and said sincerely, "Drink it while it's hot."

Ouch, I'm going to this prodigal little prince!

The knight Feng Xiaoxin immediately put down his clenched fists, and hurriedly went to pick up the bird's nest porridge—it's so expensive, what should we do if we hit a bowl?

Shameful waste!

Feng Xin thought about it in his heart, and slowly drank the porridge with a silver spoon, and his heart was filled with joy. How should I put it, traveling to this time and space without electricity, internet, or mobile phone is not without benefits—for example, , she is much richer now than before.

It is this wealth that is stolen.

Feng Xin couldn't help feeling guilty again, and quietly glanced at Zhao Jing'an, only to see the beautiful little prince with a cold face, looking at her intently.

Feng Xin couldn't eat anymore.

Carefully putting down the porridge bowl, Feng Xin looked at Zhao Jing'an hesitantly, but never dared to meet his eyes.

After a while, she whispered, "I'm sorry."

Zhao Jingan froze for a moment.

"I didn't mean to rob your wife...you...your princess' body." Feng Xin wished she could bury her head in the porridge bowl.

Zhao Jing'an looked at Feng Xin with a complicated expression, and sighed softly.

"But don't worry," the old monk's face suddenly flashed in Feng Xin's mind, and he immediately regained his composure, raised his head, and looked earnestly at Zhao Jing'an, "That monk can see my origin, so he should have a way to get rid of me. I will send it away; if he has a way, then I can return your princess to you intact!"

Zhao Jing'an stared at her blankly.

Will his princess... be returned intact?

Send this... the lively, cheerful and cunning princess away, and return the princess who will always be as strict as him and abide by all the rules?

Obviously this is correct, why did he suddenly feel as if a hole had opened in his heart, filled with howling cold wind?

Obviously... He clearly knew that this was impossible, why did he feel extraordinarily cold just thinking about it?

Probably, the fire dragons in the Qixia courtyard were not burning vigorously enough.

"You really want..." Zhao Jing'an felt that it was a bit difficult to speak this time, "Leave?"

Feng Xin hurriedly nodded her head frantically, to show that she had no sincerity in occupying the Lord's body at all: "Of course. I'm not from your place, and it's hard to change my habit by force! Besides, you are so worried about her, My relatives..." She remembered the quarrel with her mother when she left that world of her own.Startled, she smiled wryly. Even if her mother was angry with her, she would be... sad when she found out that she had disappeared, right?

My heart was as heavy as lead, and I sealed my heart and said: "My relatives... will also be very worried about me."

The sad look with downcast eyes made Zhao Jing'an speechless for a moment.Yes, her relatives... also look forward to her returning to her world.

After a moment of silence, Feng Xin quickly pulled away from her sentimental emotions. When she raised her head suddenly, she saw that the beautiful little prince was even more sad than her. Hong, with a small appearance who was wronged but forced to pretend to be strong.

It's good to be good-looking, such an aggrieved expression immediately aroused Feng Xin's desire to protect, thinking that her downfall just now affected Feng Xin, a beautiful little prince, boldly reached out and patted Zhao Jing'an on the shoulder, and decided to share it with him. Something fun: "Besides, my original world is much more developed than yours, with high-rise buildings, thousands of miles a day, delicious food from all over the world, global news..."

Feng Xin said this in one breath, only to realize that she was too excited and forgot to take a breath. She took a deep breath, but she couldn't express her words full of praise. She sighed, and said with a smile: "Mmm... I'm almost poor myself except for the air, which is so nice!!!"

Zhao Jingan: "..."

It seems that I understand it, but it seems that I don't understand it.

"Hey...or let's not waste time." After leaving the mobile phone network for a few months, he finally got used to it, and when he mentioned this, the desire for modern civilization suddenly surged, "Take that and... ...Master invites you to the palace, let's discuss a solution?"

A moment of silence.

Feng Xin began to panic a little.

Half a minute later, Zhao Jing'an sighed softly: "Master asked me to tell you, don't be obsessed with it."

This is what the benevolent old monk said to Feng Xin, and also to Mrs. Feng.

The past has become ashes, no matter how obsessed, it has become a conclusion.

Feng Xin froze.

This damn, is it different from what she imagined? !

According to the routine, since this master can see through her origin, shouldn't he send her back?

Her electric cell phone network! ! !

"What will happen if you become obsessed with it?" Feng Xin curled her lips, feeling like crying.

"..." The beautiful little prince looked at her, his eyes flickering, and after a long while, he slowly said, "I will die..."

Seal heart:"……"

Alright, the chat has almost come to an end here!

"Then the original Feng Xin..." Mentioning the original owner with the same name and surname who still looks like her, Feng Xin felt a little awkward and a little guilty.

"She already has a home." Zhao Jing'an thought for a while and said solemnly, "You also have a home."

Seal heart:"……"

All right, anyway, you guys are right.

"Mrs. Feng..." Mentioning the dignified but fierce Mrs. Feng, Feng Xin suddenly felt pain all over her body, "Can she... think about it?"

"This prince will take care of the Feng family on behalf of the concubine." Zhao Jing'an hesitated for a moment, feeling a little sad in his heart.

After all, he was the one who was sorry for that well-behaved girl; he was powerless to redeem her, but he could only take care of her relatives for her. Thinking about it... would that be her wish?

Feng Xin nodded, feeling bitter in her heart.

Mrs. Feng has other sons and daughters to rely on, and the beautiful little prince will also take care of her.

If her home is here, the original owner's home, will it be her world?The original owner...will take good care of mom instead of her?

That dignified and virtuous girl who is perfect in everything, if she is in her world, she will definitely be more liked by her mother than her, right?

If so, then... that's fine too.

Thinking of this, Feng Xin hooked the corners of her lips, revealing a faint smile.

Zhao Jing'an looked at such a lonely Feng Xin, his heart was a little stagnant, almost subconsciously, he reached out and touched Feng Xin's head, just like what Feng Xin often did to Aning before.

she!Home!Of course!quilt!beautiful!people!Small!king!Father!touch!up!head!

She is a 26 year old mature woman!To be patted on the head by a 16-year-old minor!

The sourness in Feng Xin's heart vanished in an instant, and only this sentence was left rolling back and forth in her mind.

Although she was actually a little moved, but...

It's indescribably awkward!

The beautiful little prince has been indifferent since he was a child, and he has never done such a thing before. He is even more awkward than her. He only touched Feng Xin's head, as if he had been scalded by her hair , took his hand back quickly, his fair face was already flushed, but he still pretended to be serious, pretending that nothing happened.

It's kind of cute.

Feng Xin looked at the serious little red face of the beautiful little prince, and suddenly felt the urge to squeeze her hands.

Ah, this is impossible.

Although this beautiful young prince is a minor, pinching her face by an old aunt who is ten years older is just the elders' love for the younger generation.

But what she is using now is the body of his wife!

This beautiful young prince abides by the rules so much, if she thinks she is deliberately playing hooligans and gets beaten again, will she still live? !

Hold back!

Zhao Jing'an looked at her with a sudden...strange Feng Xin, a little uneasy, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

"Huh?" Feng Xin's attention was easily distracted, and she came back to look at Zhao Jing'an suspiciously.

"Cough," Zhao Jing'an coughed lightly, and then returned to that upright and meticulous little prince, looking at Feng Xin very seriously, "That's the end of this matter."

"Ah?" Feng Xin was at a loss, why did it stop here?

Seeing the beautiful eyes of the person on the bed blinking in confusion, Zhao Jing'an couldn't help but want to hold his forehead and sigh: "No matter who you are, from now on, you will only be Princess Duan, the eldest daughter of the Feng family, even if you have No matter how many people question you, you can't say a word of what you said today!"

"..." The beautiful little prince is so serious, but Feng Xin inexplicably wants to tease him, "Can't you even talk about Aning?"

Zhao Jing'an was silent for a moment, and then said firmly: "No!"

Nobody can.

Except for Mrs. Feng, except for those maidservants who betrayed the master, this matter can only become a secret that he and she keep together!

Inexplicably... A little bit of it gushes out, imperceptible, slightly sweet.

"Okay, okay." With such a serious and stubborn little prince, coupled with that beautiful face that sympathizes with gods, Feng Xin was instantly shocked, and chose to compromise in a very hopeless way - he was so good-looking and born so noble, Beloved of God, if you bully God's darling, you may be punished by God!She's not taking any chances.

But...it's really cute.

Before Feng Xin could react, her hand had already landed on Zhao Jing'an's face very honestly.

Mmm, soft, creamy, youthful looking skin.

It feels very good.

Because she was too close, she even smelled a vaguely girly fragrance.

and many more!

How could the beautiful young prince have the fragrance of a girl? !

Beauty little prince? !

Feng Xin is like waking up from a dream, what on earth has she been bewitched by! ! !

Before Zhao Jing'an could react, he looked at her dully and confused, looking very innocent.

It's now!

Feng Xin quickly withdrew her hand, lay back on the bed with a bang, and put on a pose: "Ah, I feel a little sleepy all of a sudden, the prince should also go to rest. Walk slowly!"

The beautiful little prince who was suddenly ate a handful of tofu and was given an expulsion order for no reason: "..."

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The author has something to say:

small theater.

Feng Xin who was patted on the head (crazy): Damn you, you are a minor, you actually come to touch my mother's head, do you know how old my mother is? !

Zhao Jing'an (shy) who had his face pinched: Hmm... finally it's my turn, cough, I'm the king...

Hahahaha.

The Monday update is here~ The tsundere little prince finally took the first step to flirt with the princess, hahaha, congratulations~