The princess always wants to get out of the wall

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there is a world of ice and snow.Thick ice formed on the lake of Duanwangfu.

Two pink and jade-carved children laughed and ran onto the ice. Both of them were wrapped in bright red feather satin cloaks, which made them look like golden boys and jade girls in New Year paintings.

"Ice skating in winter is the most fun."

Who told them so?

The little man was naturally curious, so he quietly ran to the lake to play while the servants in the house were not prepared.

It was really fun.

The ice on the lake is crystal clear, and if you look carefully, you can also see the lotus stalks that were frozen in the ice and could not be pulled out in time.

What a novelty, looking along the frozen layer, you can still see fine lines...

texture...

The ice suddenly shattered along those fine lines, and the villain was caught off guard and fell into the water with a "plop".

"elder brother!"

"do not want!"

"elder brother……"

With the sound of desperate weeping, Feng Xin was taken aback. When she looked up, she saw the beautiful young prince on the bed with a pale face and shortness of breath, with one hand stretched forward feebly, as if desperately Want to grab something.

"Zhao Jing'an!" Feng Xin was startled, and reached out to push the beauty, the little prince.

The person on the couch was dripping with cold sweat, and his forehead was wet with sweat.His body convulsed for a while, and then he slowly opened his eyes, dazed and tired.

"Zhao Jing'an?" Feng Xin hesitated for a moment, then reached out to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"Brother..." The person on the couch let out an absent-minded cry, very slightly, like a wounded kitten, whimpering sadly.

"Having a nightmare?" Feng Xin looked at the beautiful young prince with some pity, what kind of terrible nightmare did this have to be so sad and desperate?Like drowning, the whole person is wet.

Duan Xiaowang finally came back to his senses, propped himself up and sat up, his face was still pale from recovery, he looked at Feng Xin, feeling a little absent-minded.After a while, his lips moved slightly, and he said, "You didn't leave?"

Feng Xin was stunned for a moment, a little annoyed.

Who knows what is in her mind?Actually, like a psychopath, guarding a sleeping person.

"Of course not." Annoyed, Feng Xin rolled her eyes pretending to be impatient, "If I leave, what you're seeing is a ghost right now?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Jing'an interrupted her abruptly, his beautiful face was full of panic.

Feng Xin inexplicably softened her heart: "No nonsense, no nonsense."

Zhao Jingan's face was still tense.

Feng Xin reached out and poured him a cup of tea, then asked curiously, "Do you actually have an older brother?"

Zhao Jingan shook his hand as he was about to take the cup, and abruptly poured tea on the quilt.

"You..." Feng Xin hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe off the tea, and said angrily, "Your brother is so scary?"

brother.

Duan Xiaowang lowered his eyelashes and said in a hoarse voice: "I..."

Feng Xin looked up at him.

After a while, he seemed to have put in a lot of effort before he could barely make a sound: "I, I don't have an older brother."

The voice was desolate and hoarse, as if sandpaper had been worn off.

Feng Xin was taken aback, and stretched out her hand to press the beauty's little prince's forehead - her voice was so hoarse, don't you have a fever?

But the beautiful young prince's forehead is not hot, not only not hot, but also unexpectedly cold.The cold sweat hadn't disappeared yet, Feng Xin immediately felt sticky hands.

"Oh." Seeing that the little prince didn't have a fever, Feng Xin heaved a sigh of relief, and while taking his hand away from his forehead, he jokingly said, "Then what is your brother called in the dream? I'm afraid there are too many brothers arguing with you in the dream." Is it because of the family property that you are so scared?"

Zhao Jingan remained silent.

Feng Xin was a little embarrassed, just about to say something to smooth things over, but heard the very ethereal voice of the beautiful little prince: "I forgot."

Seal heart:"……"

Although I don't know why, this beautiful little prince is obviously avoiding something.

Since people didn't want to talk about it, she was not someone who insisted on breaking the casserole and asking the bottom line, so she shrugged and didn't say anything.

On the other hand, Young Prince Duan lowered his head and asked in a low voice with some hesitation: "I... I was in a dream, did I call you brother?"

"Yes." Feng Xin looked at him wrapped in the quilt, and felt that he was weak and pitiful.

Zhao Jing'an didn't speak any more, and sat with his knees hugged under the quilt, as if he was deep in thought.Feng Xin looked at his side face, his eyelashes trembled violently, like a butterfly whose wings were wet by rain, trying to flap its wings to fly.

It's a poor little one.

Feng Xin thought.

The reason why I called my brother in my dream is probably because I really want to have a brother to rely on.

After all, he is a 16-year-old boy who has just left the nine-year compulsory education in the 21st century, and is still a little flower cared for by teachers and parents.How can there be a person in charge of such a family who has become a de facto "parent"?

Thinking of this, Feng Xin's carefree heart also felt a little ashamed - originally, after marrying a daughter-in-law, many things in the palace should be left to the daughter-in-law.

But she, a fake princess, has never taken care of the house and doesn't know how to take care of it.So up to now, the little prince, a beauty, is still taking care of all the big and small affairs of the palace.

It is said that how old is this little prince?

ten years old? 12 years old?

She has already forgotten.

Anyway, very young.

That is to say, from that time on, this beautiful young prince has been responsible for the entire Duanwang Palace.

Don't they all say that children from poor families are the ones who head the family early?How come this little prince was born with gold and jade, and he became the head of the family quite early?

Feng Xin thought, tsk, a worthless idler like her is happier.

"If only brother..." Duan Xiaowang opened his mouth and abruptly turned his words, "If only I had a brother."

Looking at him, Feng Xin felt that the sadness on the beautiful little prince was so heavy that it would fill the entire room.

Such thick sadness, like substance, makes people breathless.

But the strange thing is that she didn't even think about running away.

She reached out and patted the beautiful little prince on the shoulder, jokingly said: "If you have an older brother, it won't be your turn to be the little prince."

"I don't care about it." Zhao Jing'an said softly.

Feng Xin raised her eyebrows and laughed.

I didn't expect that the beautiful little prince is a master who doesn't care about fame and fortune. If the brothers from other families who are breaking their heads for the title hear this, wouldn't they want to come and beat him up?

"You don't believe it?" Prince Duan looked at Feng Xin and laughed heartily, and couldn't help being angry.

The little milk cat was furious, Feng Xin hurriedly stretched out her hand to comfort her, with a sincere face: "I believe, I believe everything you say."

"Really?" Zhao Jingan looked at Feng Xin, those extremely beautiful phoenix eyes shone brightly, as if a star had fallen into those eyes.

So beautiful.

Feng Xin looked into those eyes a little obsessively, and said slowly: "Really."

"Then..." Zhao Jing'an bit his lips, and suddenly he felt better. He looked at Feng Xin, "You will know later."

"..." Feng Xin was at a loss for words when he heard the nonsensical words.

But Xiao Wangye did finally struggle out of the nightmare, and regardless of the wetness on the quilt, he sat in the quilt with his face in his hands and watched Feng Xin for a while, extremely focused.

Seal heart:"……"

Although she looks good-looking, people can't help but look at her like this.

Five minutes later, Feng Xin's cheeky face couldn't resist the gaze of the beautiful little prince, and finally turned red.

She became angry from embarrassment: "What do you see me doing?"

"You look good." The beautiful little prince said solemnly.

Seal heart:"……"

She belatedly thought, she...was she being teased by the beautiful little prince...

Such a simple way of teasing girls... The key is that she seems to... really have a little heartbeat...

Feng Xin touched her heart subconsciously, feeling a little dazed - she... don't really want to be straightened by the beautiful little prince...

She never knew before that she had the tendency to be straightened up.

If she had met someone who could get her straight sooner, she wouldn't have come out to this place with her mom on the spot.

Things are impermanent, really.

"Of course I look good," Feng Xin came back to her senses, and said with a smile, "I've been a class flower since I was a child, isn't it amazing?"

"..." Zhao Jing'an blinked, "What kind of flower is Banhua?"

Facing the beautiful young prince who was thirsty for knowledge, Feng Xin suppressed a smile, "The class flower is the most beautiful flower in a class at school."

"How many years have you been in school?" Prince Duan was curious, "Why aren't you called Tang Hua?"

Seal heart:"……"

Seal heart:"…………"

The hall flower of God TM!

Nima's is called school beauty, okay? !

The corners of Feng Xin's mouth twitched slightly, and it took him a while to regain his ability to express himself: "How many years have you been in school? Let me do the math... plus kindergarten... 20 years?!"

Feng Xin was shocked.

Duan Xiaowang was even more shocked, he stared at Feng Xin dumbfounded, and firmly grasped the point: "Then... how old are you..."

Seal heart:"……"

Seal heart:"…………"

Your uncle! ! !

Boy, do you know that there is a rule that all human beings should abide by—never ask a woman's age? !

What is it about straightening up or not? Such a heartless brat can straighten her up? !

It will only be possible in the next life!

Feng Xin snorted and said: "We have a saying there, women are forever!"

Zhao Jingan: "..."

Not too small.

Duan Xiaowang thought aggrievedly.

But he still has the vision that he should have. Seeing that Feng Xin was about to go berserk, he proactively changed the subject: "Then why aren't you Tang Hua?"

Seal heart:"……"

Nima, it's over after I haven't played! This is it!I tricked you into messing with you! You have to hold on to him!

So, under the knowledge-seeking eyes of the beautiful little prince, Feng Xin raised her eyebrows and smiled at him, showing her eight white teeth: "Oh, because I don't see the point where I can be a 'beauty'."

Duan Xiaowang looked at Feng Xin's own beauty filter, and couldn't help but sigh—isn't Feng Xin so good-looking when he grows up, can't he be considered a beauty?How well do you see the flowers in that hall?

In the next second, the doubts in Prince Duan's heart were resolved.

I only heard Feng Xin said quietly: "Only when you grow up like a prince can you be qualified to be a 'Tang Hua'."

Zhao Jingan: "..."

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The author has something to say:

small theater.

just now.

Feng Xin: You are a heartless person who still wants to straighten me up, in your next life!

after.

Feng Xin: If you say I'm straight, I'll be straight, if you say I'm crooked, I'll be crooked!

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