The princess always wants to get out of the wall

Zhao Xinning's tears fell on Feng Xin's hands, which were so hot that they seemed to burn her hands.

What's more, Zhao Xinning's eyes are gray and loose now, it seems that she doesn't even have the strength to turn over and sit up, and she just lies on the bed and weeps lifelessly.

Feng Xin was almost out of his wits in an instant.

"What did I lie to you for?" Feng Xin would run the train with his mouth full when he was nervous, "Your brother can't love me more even if I lie to you, why should I lie to you?"

Zhao Xinning: "..."

The atmosphere froze slightly for a moment.

Feng Xin was ashamed to death - in such an atmosphere, she actually said such a deadly thing?

"That..." Feng Xin was about to raise her hand and slap herself, her mind was spinning rapidly, she wanted to say something to make up for it, but before she could say it, she heard a slight movement of the curtain, and Zhao Jingan's voice came He came in: "A-Ning."

This call was so simple that it couldn't be more simple, and Zhao Xinning, who had just been as dead as ash, was revived in an instant, and sat up from the bed all at once.

"Hey, don't you feel dizzy?" Feng Xin supported Zhao Xinning, and at the same time couldn't help but turn her head to look at Zhao Jing'an. On an ebony lacquered plate, there was a cup of soup and two delicate side dishes on it.

Seeing that she didn't rest, Feng Xin was very discouraged—she was clearly watching Zhao Jing'an fall asleep, why... was she tricked into it?

Zhao Jing'an intentionally avoided Feng Xin's reproachful eyes, and only looked at Zhao Xinning, still as gentle and considerate as usual: "Is Ah Ning hungry? Let's eat something first."

The still gentle and clear boy's voice fell into his ears like gurgling spring water, miraculously soothing Zhao Xinning.

Zhao Xinning stared at Zhao Jing'an bewilderedly, only to see that she was still dressed normally, and she was still the elder brother she was most familiar with.

Kisaragi's angry accusation seemed to be just a nightmare...

The maids in the room had already retreated with great winking when Feng Xin came in, and there were only three people in the room at the moment, Zhao Jing'an took it for granted that he personally set up a small table to feed Zhao Xinning the soup.

Ruyu's young man sat quietly in front of the couch, his eyes seemed to be only the tearful girl in front of him.

Feng Xin, who was aggrieved and standing aside, was suddenly filled with jealousy - the sweetheart was really gentle and considerate, but unfortunately, it wasn't her who was considerate.

Fortunately, although Zhao Xinning has no blood relationship with Zhao Jing'an, she has become a very serious sister for so many years.

Otherwise, Feng Xin would watch the beautiful little prince feeding other girls in front of her, and Feng Xin would be sour to death—the kind of sourness that could not help but beat the soup bowl.

Zhao Xinning stared at the overly pretty face in front of her without moving, but opened and closed her mouth mechanically following Zhao Jingan's feeding spoon.

Ever since she could remember, everyone said that she and her elder brother were twin siblings, but the longer they looked, the less they looked like each other. They looked alike when they were very young.

At that time, my brother said that it was because she looked like my mother and my brother looked like my father.

She believed it.

How can you not believe it?

As long as she could remember, her elder brother was her only family member and only reliance, he tolerated all her willfulness and savagery, the whole capital... no, the entire capital, there would never be another brother as good as her brother.

But until today, she didn't realize that her brother is not actually her brother?

It was she who took away everything that her brother should have.

Her elder brother was the Princess Changning who was supposed to be petulant and capricious.And she is just a wild child who came from nowhere.

A royal blood relative, a...how could they look alike?

Unknowingly, tears rolled down from those teary eyes that had been foggy all the time, and fell into the soup bowl in front of him, causing some ripples in the soup.

The tears were like a downpour, and Zhao Jing'an's heart was also wet.

She sighed, put down the soup bowl, and reached out to wipe away the rolling tears, but before her fingertips landed on Zhao Xinning's cheek, Zhao Xinning, who bowed her head and said nothing, grabbed her wrist.

Zhao Xinning still lowered her head and shed tears silently, but the hand that was holding Zhao Jing'an's wrist was trembling involuntarily.

"A-Ning..." Zhao Jing'an called softly, and the normality he tried to maintain disappeared the moment Zhao Xinning cried.

What happened happened, no matter how they avoided it or how they kept silent, they all knew that it was not just a nightmare.

"Yes...I'm sorry..." Zhao Xinning's whole body was trembling. The more she tried to calm down, the more things went against her wishes. Even her voice was filled with sadness and trembling like weeping blood.

But what's wrong with her?

From the day she was brought to Prince Duan's Mansion, she passively became Princess Changning.

"I'm sorry..." Zhao Jing'an's voice suddenly became hoarse.

Feng Xin quietly exited the room.

This is the time between their brothers and sisters... sisters, she can't get in, and it's impossible to get in.

Zhao Xinning has always been favored. In the Qingcai Pavilion, a variety of flowers and trees were planted according to her preferences. In the open space, two extremely delicate swings were set up. It is said that Zhao Xinning wanted Zhao Jingan to play with her.

I don't know if Zhao Jing'an played with her.

However, according to Zhao Jing'an's level of controlling sister, he must have played with her.

Obviously knowing that they are pure and normal brothers and sisters... Sisterhood, but Feng Xin couldn't help but feel jealous.

The weather in early spring is still steep, and the flowers and trees are still bleak. It is rare to see a little greenery, and there is really no good scenery to enjoy.

But Feng Xin still stared absent-mindedly at the rather disastrous Huamu in front of her for a while, and after taking a long breath, reached out her hand to feel the delicate swing, and slowly sat on it.

Cairui knew that she couldn't persuade her, but she couldn't use her status as a caring maid to force her away, so she just stood not far away and dismissed all the surprised little maids in the Qingcai Pavilion, watching silently. she.

After a while, someone still stood in front of Feng Xin.

Feng Xin looked up lazily, but it was Ru Yue.

"Princess." Ruyue saluted with a subtle expression.

Feng Xin was supporting the swing frame with one hand, leaning her whole face towards that hand, her expression was quite lazy; if the sun was warmer and the surrounding flowers were in full bloom, it would be a perfect picture of a beautiful woman visiting the garden in spring.

However, at this time, the cold spring was still there, and a few locks of Feng Xin's hair were blown loose, scattered on her face in a mess; the cold wind dyed her delicate and fair face red again, take a closer look , the lips are still a little white.

The lazy and cheerful artistic conception was immediately destroyed, and he appeared a bit embarrassed instead.

"Come and sit." Feng Xin pointed to the swing next to her, and smiled at Ruyue.

"Ruyue dare not." This is a swing specially set up for the princess and prince to play on. As a sensible maid, Ruyue will not really sit on it.

Feng Xin shrugged her shoulders: "It's up to you."

"Princess..." Ruyue hesitated for a long while, before hesitating to speak.

Feng Xin looked at the unsteady look of this calm girl, somehow she was caught in the middle of her laugh, and burst out laughing: "Isn't it because I heard your lord's body..."

"Princess!" Ruyue turned pale with shock, she didn't expect that she would actually mention it in a grand manner outside, and she interrupted directly without caring about the rules of dignity.

Seal heart:"……"

There is no place to hide in this pile of bare flowers and trees. Who can hide?Afraid of people eavesdropping?The girl felt that she was secluded enough in the room, but she and Zhao Xinning were standing outside the door.

However, it is not ruled out that the girl was scared out of her wits.

"Don't talk, don't talk," Feng Xin reassured Ruyue without sincerity, and seeing her expression relax a little, she said lazily, "Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone."

Ruyue opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.

Seeing her struggling, Feng Xin was a little anxious for her, so she spontaneously cueed herself for her: "Are you worried that I can't keep a secret? Or are you worried that I will hurt your prince?"

Ruyue remained silent, but judging by her expression, what Feng Xin said was exactly what she was thinking.

"Don't worry," Feng Xin smiled at her, and her beautiful peach eyes immediately turned into crescent moons. She didn't know that when she mentioned Zhao Jing'an, her face was full of dreamy joy, "I like her, so of course I don't like her." would do anything to hurt her."

Ruyue, who had been silent all this time, was finally moved. She looked at Feng Xin with an extremely complicated expression - she was relieved, but also sad, and it was indescribably complicated: "But the prince..."

"Since I decided to stay, it was only for her." Feng Xin looked at Ruyue firmly, with unshakable firmness and secretly surging tenderness in his eyes, "Whether she is her or him, I just Just like her."

Whether it's her or him, she likes both.

But knowing that she was really her, she still couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

Kisaragi didn't know what she didn't say, she just looked at Feng Xin in shock—a woman can really confess her feelings so frankly in front of others, especially... this kind of feeling is actually not tolerated by others. World.Forget it, maybe the identity of the prince... is probably God's will.

Ruyue sighed softly, the gaze that looked at Feng Xin finally lost the previous hostility.

The prince is too bitter, if someone can really give the prince happiness, then she... is willing to try to accept it.

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Hey... Let's send the Monday update ahead of time, it's not scheduled.

See if I have time to write another chapter tomorrow. If I can write it, I will post another chapter tomorrow.

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