The princess always wants to get out of the wall

The sun is getting closer, and the not so warm sunshine in early spring is even colder. Taking advantage of the bleak flowers and trees in front of you, it adds to the desolation.

Feng Xin still kept swinging on the swing, as if she didn't feel the growing coldness.

Ruyue has already retreated, only Cairui is still standing not far away watching her.After hesitating a few times, Cairui whispered a few words of persuasion, Feng Xin shook her head, but said calmly, "I'll wait here for the lord."

"It's the same for the concubine to wait in the house." Seeing her like this, Cairui's eye circles turned red again—everyone said that a beauty is a disaster, and the prince's blue face is also a disaster, whether it is her own girl or Feng Xin now. , why did she focus on the prince and refuse to look back?

When Feng Xin saw Cairui's red eyes, she thought about it for a while, and probably guessed the reason.Just as he was thinking of a few words of comfort, he saw the curtain at the door move, and it was Zhao Jing'an who came out.

"Wang..." Feng Xin smiled and swung on the swing again, but the words in her mouth also turned around, "Husband~"

Zhao Jing'an saw the face that was flushed by the cold wind, and couldn't help but startled, and blurted out: "What are you doing here?"

With a light tap of his foot on the ground, the swing came to a stop.

Feng Xin raised her face that was a little bit hurt by the wind, and glanced at the beautiful little prince——do you hear this is a human language?The beautiful little prince was comforting his sister in the scented warm tent. She, a daughter-in-law, was waiting outside with a little north wind to wait for Wangfushi to come up with such a sentence?

It's really hard to have a daughter-in-law controlled by a sister.

If it weren't for her having unreasonable thoughts about the beautiful little prince, she would have to find a way to beg the beautiful little prince to be her younger sister.

"Swinging." Feng Xin smiled angrily.

Zhao Jing'an was obviously taken aback, his eyes suddenly became rounder, and the tip of the originally raised eyes became more playful.

In the face of beauty, Feng Xin's heart softened, and she was honest immediately: "I'll wait for you."

"Wait for me?" Zhao Jing'an frowned, "You've been waiting here all this time?"

On such a cold day, Feng Xin has been waiting in the wind for over an hour?

The silent string in her heart seemed to be plucked hard at this moment, and the trembling sound made her whole body tremble a little numb.

"Otherwise?" Feng Xin jumped off the swing, just about to run towards Zhao Jing'an in a lively and light posture, to show the eagerness of the contemporary Wangfushi; but she sat on the swing for too long—legs Numb!

So, under the gaze of the beautiful little prince, Feng Xin's legs softened—kneeling!

Shock!A woman can't throw herself into her arms, but she actually does such a thing!

Feng Xin almost went crazy, the title of UC Shock Department was automatically played in her mind.

"princess!"

"Seal heart!"

Zhao Jing'an, Cai Rui and a few young maids rushed over together, but was unexpectedly taken the lead by Prince Duan, who supported Feng Xin first.

Fortunately, it was still cold, and the clothes I was wearing were still quilted. Although they hit the ground firmly, it was more numbness than pain...

"Uh..." Feng Xin subconsciously went to support her knees. When Zhao Jing'an saw her move, she immediately panicked: "What's going on? Did you fall hard? The swing..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jingan's eyes suddenly darkened, and his whole body became a little gloomy: "Cairui, go find someone to take a good look at, is this swing tampered with?"

Just as Xiao Niao Yiren was about to lean on the beauty, the little prince acted coquettishly, Feng Xin knew that the little prince was probably overshadowed by these messy things over the years; he didn't care about pretending now Feeling weak, before she even had time to sigh, Feng Xin grabbed the beautiful young prince and said in a low voice: "Hey, it's not what you think..."

"You don't understand." Prince Duan has always been well behaved, but he is not arrogant. It is rare for him to say a word so domineeringly, President Fan Er.

Seal heart:"……"

MD, she finally understands why Ba Zong's novels are enduring!It's really exciting to come here once in a while!She was so confused that she couldn't even bother to pursue the phrase "you don't understand" that she hated so much.

"Okay, you are beautiful and you have the final say." Unexpectedly, when the little prince of beauty has such an A, Feng Xin adjusted his mentality very quickly, and immediately followed suit, looking at the little prince of beauty eagerly, "You will say everything about me in the future Calculate."

Such a wholeheartedly dependent gaze, as if she was the only one in her world.

Zhao Jing'an froze, he didn't expect Feng Xin to say such a sentence to her, it was obviously a very frivolous sentence, but when it came out of Feng Xin's mouth, there was a special kind of sweetness and sourness.

"Don't talk nonsense." Duan Xiaowang's words were so illusory and without confidence that he completely lost his principles.

Feng Xin looked at the beauty's little prince's face, which obviously had two more red clouds, so he didn't do anything, and directly put his hands around the beauty's neck.

A group of maids who were one step behind their lord stretched out their hands that were about to freeze, at a loss.

"Husband help me go." Feng Xin squeezed her throat, wishing she could call it "Eighteen Bends on a mountain road" in a playful way.

The beauty's little prince's face was immediately covered with burning clouds, almost burning from head to toe.

This reaction was too cute, Feng Xin swallowed her saliva, smiled and hugged the shoulder of the beautiful young prince, stumbling and insisting on walking on her body.

"I've said it's all right." Feng Xin was still muttering, but she sneezed again under the warm fumigation in the room, so she reached out and took a soft tissue beside her to wipe her nose resentfully.

"You." Zhao Jing'an looked at the dead duck with a stiff mouth, and didn't know what to say.

The two lame and lame finally returned to Qixia Hospital, and originally called the doctor to see if Feng Xin's leg was injured.In the end, there was no bone injury, and the aftereffects of swinging on a swing in the cold and windy yard for more than an hour showed up - she definitely caught a cold!

Thinking about the bowls of bitter medicine that he drank when he first came here, Feng Xin wanted to cry and insisted that he was fine.

As a result, a series of sneezes betrayed her abruptly.

"Tell me," Zhao Jingan lowered his head and sighed softly, "What kind of wind are you blowing there?"

"Watching husband stone is not afraid of the wind!" Feng Xin was still stubbornly resisting, and he could speak with confidence even if it didn't make sense.

Zhao Jing'an's cheeks were slightly red, she suddenly raised her eyes to look at Feng Xin, she didn't quite understand why Feng Xin could still say such a thing after knowing the truth at this moment.

"Although I'm not afraid of the wind," Feng Xin saw the redness on the face of the beautiful young prince, and couldn't help but want to tease her, "But my head still hurts, why don't you give me a blow?"

"Fengxin!" Zhao Jingan blushed, her heart was beating wildly, she raised her eyes in a bit of embarrassment, but her clear eyes were covered with mist.

She was very wronged.

Even though Feng Xin knew her true identity, how could she...how could she act so recklessly...

Feng Xin was just having a mouthful, but what about her?She clearly knew that Feng Xin was doing things on a daily basis, but she might not be able to resist the surging heart tide even if she worked very hard.

She is so aggrieved.

Maybe it was Feng Xin who taught her to show weakness and act like a baby, or maybe it was because she finally didn't have to pretend to be her perfect image of a prince in front of Feng Xin.

"What's the matter?" Feng Xin was a little dumbfounded - she just teased the beautiful little prince with her mouth, and in the end... molested him so much that he was about to cry?

If you make a beauty cry, and this beauty is still your sweetheart, you will be struck by lightning!

Feng Xin was so distressed that she reached out to hug the beautiful little prince.

She stretched out her hand halfway, but it froze again—she just teased her with words, and she almost cried; if she really stretched out her hand to hug her now, then...

Feng Xin didn't dare to think about the consequences.

After waiting for a long while, I didn't wait for any comfort.

Zhao Jing'an felt even more wronged - look, Feng Xin was just talking frivolously, she treated everyone like that!Not only molested her but also molested her sister, even Molested Ying Pinglan and...

This is not a big deal, it only counts in the palace, and all the prominent maids in the courtyards, one by one, can all be shortlisted!

Shut up your mouth, you deceitful ghost!

Zhao Jing'an was really about to cry now.

Seeing the grievance of the beautiful little prince who was about to cry, Feng Xin's mind went blank for a moment, and there was only one thought floating back and forth - the beauty was in front of her, and she was about to cry, could she stand by and not be comforted?

That's too fucking incompetent!

Anyway, if you hug it, you might cry, but if you don't hug it, you will cry, so why don't you hug it?

Of course Feng Xin, who is well versed in the way of pity and cherish jade, wants to hug her!

In fact, before Feng Xin's muddled mind could finish the process, her hand, which was faster than her brain, had already proactively grabbed the shoulder of the beautiful little prince.

The familiar girly fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose.

It suddenly occurred to Feng Xin that the first time she got so close to the beautiful little prince, she felt that she smelled like a girl—it wasn't the smell of incense, it was just... the smell of a girl.

She was right.

"What's the matter?" He took the beauty into his arms, and gently patted her slightly thin back—how could he not be thin?A girl who is only 16 years old has to shoulder so many responsibilities.Feng Xin just felt distressed, and for a moment she was a little dazed thinking - if only she could come to this world earlier, know her identity earlier, and share some burden for her earlier, wouldn't she be happier and carefree?

Surrounded by warmth all of a sudden, Zhao Jing'an felt that he was completely weak and became a puddle of mud that couldn't support the wall.

Obviously she has persisted for so many years, and she obviously doesn't want to cry at all.

But the tears still fell.

"How could you do this?" Burying her face on Feng Xin's shoulder, her voice was a little choked up, "How could you do this to everyone..."

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The author has something to say:

Feng Xin: I like you.

Zhao Jing'an: No, you are just talking frivolously!

This chapter is also known as "Counting the Girls Who Fengxin Flirts", "The Girls Who Fell Back then Are All Unlucky in Chasing Wife Now" and so on.

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