The princess always wants to get out of the wall

A good night's dream.

A wonderful dream.

Feng Xin slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a delicate face.

Ok……

The jet-black hair was scattered on the pillow, and it set off the whiteness and delicateness of this face more and more, and it also highlighted the eye-catching blackness of the eyes.

Some distressed.

What the hell are you doing, can you get such heavy dark circles under your eyes?

Mumbling in her heart, Feng Xin subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her.

With a movement of her fingers, she suddenly realized that her arm was actually wrapped around... this man's waist? !

Beauty little prince!

Everything that I thought was just a dream, like a movie, appeared in front of her frame by frame.

Such a lingering and affectionate kiss.

The aroma of plums and wine seems to be still lingering between the lips and teeth.

She, she... She actually kissed the beautiful little prince? !

The scalp felt instantly numb as if it had been electrified.If she took a selfie in the mirror, Feng Xin felt that she might be able to see her bristling hair.

Ruined!

This was her first thought.

The arm moved slightly, but it woke up the people around him.

Almost subconsciously, Feng Xin quickly closed her eyes, pretending that she was still in a deep sleep.

It's really useless!

While Feng Xin spurned herself in her heart, she pretended to be sleeping very skillfully.

Because of that lingering kiss, Zhao Jing'an almost tossed and turned all night without closing his eyes.As soon as he closed his eyes, Feng Xin kissed him fascinatedly with a smile, and immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

Passionate but gentle, lingering and affectionate.

Good as a dream.

He was in a trance - he never thought that there would be such a kiss between him and Feng Xin.He was originally unlucky, and he was not a good person. Even if he realized that he was tempted by Feng Xin, his biggest wish was to have her hug.

But last night, he was very complete.

He not only had a gentle hug, but also a lingering kiss.

enough.

Enough for him to struggle in this capital for another 16 years—if he can live another 16 years.

Even though he thought so well, he still couldn't help but blush.

He was reluctant.

He wants more.

Slowly, slowly raised his hand, the moment before his fingertips touched Feng Xin's face, he put it down in a slumped manner.

She was drunk, and she didn't even know who she kissed last night.

He is wrapped in the shell of Prince Duan, entangled in the intricacies of Prince Duan's mansion and imperial power, and he is burdened with a huge secret... What qualifications does he have?

She was drunk, but he was not.

She doesn't know, but he does.

He was in the mud, but she... didn't have to accompany him to sink into the mud.

Zhao Jing'an carefully and slowly removed Feng Xin's hand from his waist, propped himself up silently, and looked at Feng Xin quietly.

This was the first time he and Feng Xin shared the same bed, the last thing he saw when he closed his eyes, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was all about Feng Xin.

It was too good to be true.

The gaze he looked at Feng Xin was extremely gentle, mixed with a kind of sadness of "one more look is one more", as if falling on Feng Xin's face, making Feng Xin, who was pretending to be asleep, almost regret it.

He was thinking about how to open his eyes so that he would wake up more naturally, when suddenly, a soft kiss fell on his face.

It was so soft that it seemed that a feather swept across her face lightly, and it was gone as soon as it was touched, just like a dream.

A drop of water fell on Feng Xin's face.

She didn't dare to move casually for a moment, she just lay stiffly on the bed for a full 5 minutes before sitting up suddenly.

It’s over.

She was afraid she was going to be straight.

Feng Xin touched her face subconsciously, the dripping marks hadn't completely dried up, but it seemed to be warm, making her fingertips and cheeks ache.

After getting dressed, I went to pay my respects to the Empress Dowager as usual.And today is the first day of the new year, so I have to go to pay New Year's greetings.

When Zhao Jing'an and Feng Xin arrived, Zhao Xinning was already joking with the Queen Mother.Because it was the New Year, so the Empress Dowager's place was extra lively, a group of women scrambling to make fun of each other, looking like they were flourishing.

Normally, Feng Xin would definitely have brought a plate of melon seeds to appreciate the variety of charms, but now that she is facing a major crisis, how can she have the mood to look at others?

Her heart was already surging, but she and the beautiful young prince came late and were teased by everyone.Even though his skin was as thick as his heart, he couldn't help but blush.

Quietly sized up the beauty, the little prince, and saw that the other party's pretty face was still upright, if he didn't ignore the suspicious red at the base of his ears...it was quite normal.

Is the beautiful little prince shy?

Feng Xin's eyes started to flutter involuntarily. Since she was shy... Feng Xin suddenly remembered something - the little prince who was beautiful before was suspected to be... Broken sleeve? !

MD, she was straightened by a broken sleeve...

Feng Xin's expression distorted for a moment - the sinking of the gutter was better than telling her about the situation.

Feng Xin, who was still entangled in whether she was straight or not, was no longer entangled in an instant - she said that she was straight, the beautiful little prince had to be straight first!

Thinking of this, Feng Xin's heart was suddenly ignited with fierce fighting spirit, and he looked at the beautiful little prince with unusual enthusiasm in his eyes.

"Look at the way Jing'an's daughter-in-law looks at Jing'an," a concubine looked at the queen mother and said with a smile, "I have long said that these two children are a good match."

These words attracted the unanimous approval of the other concubines in the room and the concubine in their hearts-what a ghost!If the daughter of the Feng family hadn't been desperate to marry, forcing General Feng to shamelessly beg His Majesty to marry him, Prince Duan would never have been able to marry a general's daughter no matter what.

Naturally, Zhao Jing'an was well aware of this.

He didn't want to marry the daughter of the Feng family, apart from a certain unknown secret, there was another important reason - he should not mess with the daughter of any powerful family.

Just like Ye Jilin and Ying Pinglan today.

Good luck tricks people.

Zhao Jing'an's face was calm, and he didn't look at Feng Xin even under the teasing of everyone, looking a little too indifferent.But no one knew how long he secretly jumped for joy when he heard the phrase "good match".

It's just that no one can know this joy, and it can't be announced.This is like walking in brocade clothes at night, which is not very satisfactory after all.

But what kind of consummation can a person like him achieve?

Gossiping for a while in the Empress Dowager's palace, Zhao Jingan, a married prince, naturally couldn't stay in the palace for too long, so he took Feng Xin to leave;

Zhao Xinning, the brother-in-law, was unwilling to stay in the palace alone, but the Queen Mother and several concubines stayed and stayed. The brothers and sisters of the Zhao family couldn't take this face off, so they stayed reluctantly.

Ying Pinglan couldn't escape this catastrophe, but Zhao Xinning was unhappy because her brother was leaving the palace, so she was determined to help her.

Therefore, Ying Pinglan also stayed in the palace helplessly.

"I think the relationship between Aning and the Queen Mother is very good. During the Chinese New Year, the Queen Mother probably wants to get in touch with the younger generation?" After leaving the palace, Zhao Jing'an has not been very energetic. Looking at the appearance, he couldn't help but feel guilty, and comforted him in a mess.

"Hmm." Zhao Jing'an answered absently, but still lacked energy.

"You..." Under normal circumstances, Feng Xin would definitely want to tease the beautiful little prince.But she had just used the alcohol to belittle him last night, and now she was feeling guilty, and felt awkward in every move, hesitated for a while, but she couldn't say anything to cheer up the atmosphere, so she closed her mouth sleepily.

He didn't close his eyes all night, and Zhao Jing'an only felt like a pot of chaotic porridge in his head, which restricted his thinking and didn't know how to think.

For a while it was that lingering sweet kiss, for a while it was the empress dowager insisting on keeping Aning in the palace, for a while it was Ying Pinglan's marriage...

All the things coming and going in his mind made him inexplicably nervous, always feeling that something was about to happen, but he couldn't grasp it.

This sense of powerlessness is really frustrating.

"You...what's the matter?" Feng Xin hesitated, and couldn't help but start to think about it—it couldn't be that yesterday she used wine to belittle the beautiful little prince and made him angry, right?

No matter what, they are considered legal couples in name, isn't it just a kiss... Feng Xin's face turned hot, and she made excuses for herself uncomfortably.

Zhao Jing'an shook his head: "It's okay, you..."

"I don't understand?" For some reason, Feng Xin subconsciously felt that the beautiful little prince was going to use this sentence to perfuse her again.Immediately, he was furious, "You always don't say it, how can I understand?! You just say no!"

"...Don't worry." Zhao Jing'an looked at Feng Xin who suddenly looked like a erupting lion cub in a daze, and unconsciously completed the rest of the words.

Seal heart:"……"

Zhao Jingan: "..."

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became a little weird.

Feng Xin cried with a sad face - it's over!Last night, he pretended to be crazy by being drunk, and today he lost his temper at others, and he has an ugly face of taking the opportunity to get ahead!

"Are you... worried about me?" Zhao Jing'an finally saw a glimmer of clarity from the chaos.

When he said this, his tone was extremely slow, and he leaned lightly against the wall of the car, his beautiful eyes gleaming, and he glanced leisurely at Feng Xin.

The blood tank is empty.

Feng Xin touched her nose subconsciously, for fear that she would be ugly under the beautification attack of the beautiful little prince.

It was probably because Feng Xin's small movements were a little too obvious, inexplicably, he hit the cuteness of the little Prince Duan, and he leaned against the car wall and smiled softly.

His eyes are curved into a beautiful arc, but the tip of his eyes just wants to be raised slightly, showing his high spirits all the more.

At that moment, the exhaustion accumulated on his face seemed to be swept away, and it was as bright and bright as the sunshine in winter, which made people yearn for it.

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