Princess Chang'an

"Even if you die, you have to die by this king's side!"

If it was in the past, maybe there are still a few minutes? Possibility.But now, Awan is the person she likes, the princess she chooses by herself, why? It is impossible to hand him over.

Song Wan's eyes were fierce, and he snapped the arrow body in his hand, and stomped heavily under his feet, "Sun Da, put on strict defense, and call Wei Si back? This king."

She didn't look at A Wan's expression, but forcefully pulled her into the room, "Eat."

The door was closed vigorously, shaking again and again, just like Awan's heart.

She obediently sat down, her heart still restless.In the past, she was afraid that Song Wan would abandon her, but now, she was only afraid that she would hurt Song Wan.

Song Wan followed and sat down next to Awan, touched her worried eyes, tried to ease his mood, and pushed a bowl of rice in front of her, "Eat with peace of mind, I have everything, you don't have to think about it."

A Wan looked at her, a smile gradually appeared in her wet eyes, and she lowered her head again, "Okay."

She was holding her head sullenly, tears streaming down her face, and Song Wan felt distressed when she saw it. He lightly embraced her shoulder and sighed softly, "Oh, why? Are you crying again? This king is really worried that you will lose your eyes from crying." It's..."

"If you can't see, I will go to the brothel every day to hug you left and right, and then come back with the smell of rouge, gouache, powder and wine to annoy you, to see if you regret it or not..."

"..."

Song Wan talked a lot, but Ah Wan couldn't hold it back, she raised her head with tears streaming down her eyes, and said with a choked voice, "Song Wan, this? It might be the last time we have dinner together, so don't say those words to make me angry, okay?"

"What? The last time?" Song Wan was so angry and so funny, she leaned closer and kissed her eyes, "Look what you said? In other words, you are so angry with me. Waiting for you to marry me?" My lord, don't you eat three meals a day together in the future? If you dare to go with others, this lord will lock you in the house and bully you so much that you can't get out of bed."

A Wan blinked her eyes, a flash of embarrassment flashed in her eyes when she realized that she lightly reprimanded her for being rude, but she stopped crying.

She continued to eat food sullenly, hiding her embarrassment, but Song Wan caught a glimpse of the tips of her red ears, and while kneading them, she said, "Wanwan, why are your ears? Are your ears red?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Wan felt the earlobe in his hand become hot again.

A Wan was completely led astray by her, so she didn't have the mind to be immersed in sadness, she put down the dishes and wanted to run away.

Song Wan chased after him. After a few steps, his feet were cold and he realized that he forgot to put on his shoes.

Her face was also hot, and she quietly pushed A Wan to the bedside, and the two fell on the bed comfortably.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed, after a while, A Wan couldn't help laughing first. She came out, and she squinted at the arms that trapped her on the bed, "Song Wan, aren't you tired of supporting yourself?"

"..."

What is this? Weird question?

Song Wan seemed discouraged, turned over and lay down next to her, "I'm not tired, I'm afraid I'll make you tired."

A Wan snorted, took her hand, put it to her lips and blew lightly, "I'm short-tempered and impulsive, even the arrows are broken, so you're not afraid of hurting your hand?"

She was startled when she heard the sound of breaking suddenly.

"What? Terrible?" Song Wan pursed her lips and smiled nonchalantly, "Before my aptitude was destroyed, I was also a rare high-ranking Lord Qianyang. How could my body be so bad?"

"Shangpin?" Awan paused, looking at her with pain in his eyes, "Song Wan, you must have lived a hard life these years, right?"

There is only the empress in the Empress Ming's palace, who gave birth to the prince Mingyang and the princess? Mingyue. Mingyue has been held in the hands of her parents since she was a child and doted on. Mingyang has always doted on her younger sister. She has never experienced the darkness in the palace.

But Emperor Ming has experienced it, pretending to be crazy and acting stupid for more than 20 years in order to survive, and suffered from old illnesses.

A Wan saw the distress in her eyes, and she more or less guessed the reason why Song Wan's aptitude was ruined. If she didn't ruin it, she might lose her life...

Song Wan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "How could it be? The king's life is called a happy life like a fairy."

Without waiting for A Wan to speak, she raised her hand and poked A Wan's face, and continued: "If you don't eat, you will be cold, go quickly, my king will sleep for a while."

"Together"

A Wan nodded, got up and dragged Song Wan's arm to the bed, "Song Wan, go to sleep after eating."

"..."

Song Wan had no choice but to sit at the table with her.

Last night, she almost didn't sleep all night. Song Wan didn't have much appetite, but A Wan was very attentive to her, and she urged her from time to time.

In the past, although A Wan would urge her, she never added food to her personally, and it was she who added food to A Wan.

It made her feel like it was the last time the two of them had dinner together, and she couldn't say anything. "Wanwan, is your enemy stronger than this king? You can't trust this king..."

How much is Song Wan? Resentful, looking at A Wan.

"That's right, that traitor has power over the government and the public, and he is not ordinary."

Seeing Awan's answer without hesitation, Song Wan's breath stagnated, and said quietly: "Wanwan, you answer like this, where do you let me save my face? This king is also your wife after all..."

A Wan covered her lips, sneered and laughed, "Didn't you tell me to speak straight without worrying about anything?"

"..."

This? The words were really spoken by herself. Song Wan felt like shooting herself in the foot with a stone for a moment. She didn't give up, and said slowly: "It may not be that the king has lost to him..."

A Wan didn't respond, but she was smiling? Looking at her, she was so serious and focused. Mu Yao was young and promising. From a martial artist to his current status, it's only natural for Song Wan to be inferior to him. After all, this is the world. Not many people can match him.

Don't say that Song Wan is not as good as him, even if the person in front of her is not as good as anyone, she only likes the person in front of her. ?