The princess always wants to get out of the wall

How long does it take for an innocent girl to really grow up?

Some people may be girls all their lives, and some people only need to be overnight.

Zhao Jing'an only felt that his eyes were burning hot, and quickly lowered his eyelashes, so that Zhao Xinning could not see her tears that were about to burst.

The younger sister she had doted on for more than ten years, the younger sister who she doted on together with her, the younger sister who carried her hope and beauty, grew up overnight.

Happy?Relieved?Maybe there was, but it was too little, too little, she didn't even have time to taste these emotions, and she was about to be overwhelmed by the full of resentment.

Elder brother, mother, father... one by one left her far away, and now, even Aning is going to marry Dawan far away.

Her heart, like a wilderness scorched by fire, was thirsty and hot, full of anger.

"A'Ning..." Zhao Jing'an called out in a low voice, "You never need to do this."

"I know," Zhao Xinning frowned and smiled, "but I am willing."

Zhao Jing'an opened his mouth, but finally swallowed some words.

Aning is all for her, she can't have any reason to blame her.

Feng Xin watched Zhao Jing'an's flickering expression from the side, and knew that this matter might not be as simple as Zhao Xinning thought.

After the decree of marrying Yi came down to Prince Duan's mansion, if there was any benefit at all, it would be that Feng Xin finally "took advantage of the fire and hijacked her into the room of the beautiful young prince.

In such a field now, Feng Xin couldn't have any charming thoughts, but was only worried about the beautiful little prince.

"The queen mother... is she really going to marry Aning to Dawan?" Feng Xin looked at Zhao Jing'an who had been silent all this time, full of doubts in her heart.

If King Ye of Dawan is really as rumored, he is a prince with real power, and he is the hottest candidate for the crown prince.Such a person is very likely to be the next Dawan Emperor.

Since it was a marriage, and Zhao Xinning married, she must be the regular wife; if King Ye ascended the throne and became the emperor of Dawan, then Zhao Xinning would be the queen of Dawan!

The Queen Mother has always been afraid of Prince Duan's Mansion, so why would she insist on marrying such a person?

This is really an obvious way to give help to Prince Duan's mansion!

Impermanence must be a demon, this is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

"Even you can see it." After a long time, Zhao Jing'an said softly, "The queen mother probably didn't think about marrying Aning to Dawan."

Feng Xin's eyelids twitched.

"The two countries make peace, and the other party is still such a noble prince. Aning's current status is not worthy of him." Zhao Jing'an's heart and eyes were full of sourness, "If the Queen Mother really wants Aning to marry King Ye, she will definitely do it for her. To confer the title of Aning, at least a princess; but now the Queen Mother not only does not confer the title of Aning, she does not even have a reward."

"She wants to..." Feng Xin's heartbeat accelerated violently, "She wants to provoke you?"

Zhao Jing'an raised his eyes to look at Feng Xin, showing a sad but blank smile: "Yes, she wants to provoke me."

The queen mother wanted her to be angry and refused to marry.

In fact, she almost really resisted the order and refused to marry.

Or, what the queen mother wants is far from being as simple as resisting the order and refusing to marry.

"What's on your mind that worries her?" Feng Xin looked at Zhao Jing'an's miserable smile and felt her heart ache. She couldn't help reaching out to touch Zhao Jing'an's face—such a beautiful face. , but never had a sincere and wanton smile, what a pity, how... it made her feel distressed.

Zhao Jing'an was silent for a moment without speaking.

This silence was almost a positive answer to Feng Xin, Zhao Jing'an might really have something in his hand that made the Queen Mother worry.

"Zhao Jing'an." Feng Xin called out to the beautiful young prince without any hesitation.

It is true that she feels sorry for the beautiful little prince, but it is also true that the beautiful little prince is not a piece of fragile porcelain.

A young girl, with all her strength, supported Duan Wangfu until now, she had to be tough, how could she be fragile?

Zhao Jing'an could hear the firmness of Feng Xin's whisper, and understood her intentions, but he didn't want to tell her anything.

She has always taken care of everything alone, and she has long formed a habit.One more person knows, but one more person is worried, why bother?

What's more... What's more, the girl in front of her has the brightest and most beautiful smile and the most free and easy personality. She likes this bright and enthusiastic girl so much, and she doesn't want a shadow to fall on her head.

She wants her to be carefree forever.

Zhao Jing'an sighed softly: "You don't..."

"I don't understand." Feng Xin quickly snatched away her words, leaving her speechless.

Looking at the speechless Zhao Jing'an, Feng Xin raised her eyebrows and gave her a slightly sympathetic wink, then restrained her smile, and sighed: "Zhao Jing'an, we have a famous saying called—a When happiness is shared by two people, it becomes double the happiness; when a share of pain is shared by two people, it becomes half the pain. Zhao Jingan, would you like to share double the happiness with me, and share half the pain with me? "

Feng Xin didn't expect that the chicken soup she listened to when she was eight years old was used by her to comfort her sweetheart when she was in her twenties.

Of course she didn't know how dazzling and alluring the sparkle in those peach blossom eyes was when she said these few words seriously.

Zhao Jing'an was almost bewitched by those overly beautiful eyes, the words rolled down his throat a few times, and finally he swallowed them down.

She sighed in a low voice: "I have to go to the palace to thank you tomorrow morning, so go to bed early."

Soon Zhao Jing'an regretted that she had offered to go to bed earlier.

Feng Xin boiled that bowl of thick chicken soup, and said that she was moved, but in the end, she couldn't move the beauty, the little prince.

Gritting her teeth, Feng Xin silently thought about what the problem was for a minute.

After 1 minute, Feng Xin came to a realization - it must be because her position is not stable enough!

It is true that she is still the nominal Princess Duan.

But she took someone else's title!

The beauty, the little prince, has never said that he likes her!

Great!

No, today I have to coax the little prince to say everything he needs to say, to do...everything he can do, let's see why the little prince refuses to share our troubles with her!

After all, it's rare for her to share the bed with the beautiful young prince!

Don't miss this opportunity, never miss it again!

If you miss it, you may have to wait for a long time!

Feng Xin was about to move.

So, the young prince Duan, who closed his eyes quietly but was in a mess in his heart, inexplicably felt a little itchy on his face.

It seemed that someone's hair fell on her face and was gently harassing/harassing her.

The surroundings were too quiet, only a familiar breath hit her face.

Who else could it be?

Zhao Jing'an opened his eyes, and saw Feng Xin looking at her with half of his body propped up.Feng Xin's black hair grew very well, black and shiny like satin, now that it was scattered, it made her small face even more pale, and her dark eyes were extraordinarily deep.

"Your wife is sleeping next to you, and you just slept like this???" Feng Xin was full of complaints.

Zhao Jingan: "..."

Zhao Jingan: "!!!"

In the darkness, Zhao Jing'an's face suddenly became hot.The blood seemed to rush to her face all at once, and boiled into a pot of porridge in her head.

The troubles went away all of a sudden, Zhao Jing'an was in a state of panic at the moment, and couldn't remember anything, only the sentence "You just fell asleep like this" echoed in his mind for a long time.

Just fell asleep like this?Should something be done?How to do it?she……

The dignified Prince Duan was so confused that he didn't even realize that she was being led away by Feng Xin.

Feng Xin became even more resentful.

She propped herself up to pose, is it easy for her?

In the end, Zhao Jing'an was stunned by such a beauty as her? !

Could it be that the little prince is so beautiful to other beauties because he is so beautiful?

unacceptable!

Are you not good? !

Feng Xin thought angrily.

Humph, you can't do it, but I'm good at it.

I stopped posing, tired.

Filled with resentment, Feng Xin turned her anger into strength, and lowered her head to kiss those slack eyes.

Prince Duan's facial features are the most delicate and beautiful ones she has ever seen.But with such beautiful eyebrows and eyes, either they are not as solemn as herself, or they are full of melancholy and forbearance.

Enough!

She doesn't want the little prince like this!

She wants to be a beauty, and in the eyes of the little prince, she is the only one!

Soft and warm lips gently moved over Zhao Jingan's eyelids, she did not expect Feng Xin to make such a sudden movement.

Some were frightened, but thinking about Feng Xin's resentful question just now, they felt that it was only natural.

The gentle, comforting and possessive kisses continued to land on her eyelids, making her unable to help but want to close her eyes and feel the love from Feng Xin.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally closed, submissive and gentle.

Feeling the gentle acquiescence of the beautiful little prince, Feng Xin's heart swayed for a while.

The kiss became more and more tender and delicate, bit by bit, from between the brows and eyes to Zhao Jingan's lips.

Gentle and precious, but full of lingering possessiveness/desire.

Zhao Jing'an felt that her whole body was getting hot, and her eyelashes trembled violently, like the wings of a butterfly fluttering.

She was too young when her mother left.

Over the years, she has almost forgotten what it feels like to be close to people.

Feng Xin's body temperature was transmitted through a thin layer of pajamas; her breathing was closely entangled with hers, appearing so intimate.

Almost irresistibly, she stretched out her arms slowly, wrapping around Feng Xin's slender neck.

The two of them leaned closer together, and the taste of the beautiful little prince seemed to be inseparable from her.

Tears almost filled Feng Xin's eyes, she lowered her head and ended the kiss that was so lingering that they almost forgot how to breathe, as if dreaming: "I love you."

"Zhao Jing'an," she hugged her tightly, "I love you."

I love you so much.

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The writing of these chapters is too depressing, let me heal with a hug~

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