Chapter 443: Skirt Mess
Yizhen glared angrily for a long time, and found that the smile in the prince's eyes lingered, not only the deep smile did not go away, but also added a lot of deep emotions, looking at her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
She felt uncomfortable.
She yelled at the prince again, and when she watched him react, she seemed to enjoy listening to her, as if she were not accusing him, but sweet words.
Then, she couldn't help but want to run away from him. Although she didn't know if she came and went so suddenly, it was not considered a rat running away, but her heart was beating fast, and her face began to become hot.
In addition, although she is not afraid of the prince, she always feels indescribably strange when she is looked at by him with such a deep and shallow gaze.
In the end, she gritted her teeth and said to her brother, "Those things in my brother's yard that I took wrong, you must remember to return them, and the person in front of you is useless except for being the emperor's son, and my brother will kick him out early in a while." With that, he ran away like a gust of wind. Before the servants who followed him could react, the county lord had already disappeared in front of their eyes, so anxious that they hurriedly saluted the prince and the prince, and hurriedly chased after them.
The prince saw that the slender figure was far away, and Fang shifted his gaze to look at Ming Qi, who had been staring at him thoughtfully, "Didn't the prince feel something? Our county lord has already begun to have a good impression of me." I knew she was going to like me a little bit like this. ā
Ming Qi sighed, "It seems that the prince really has a lot of obsessions, obsessions with rivers and mountains, and obsessions with beauties." Also, the obsession with one's own misunderstanding. What's more, the obsession with being able to do everything well, ah, what to do, I'm really worried that the prince can't even sleep at night because of too many obsessions and too many misunderstandings. A little bit of the girl's game, the prince should not take it too seriously, so as not to delay the group of wives and concubines, and the children and grandchildren are full. ā
The prince didn't mean to object, he held the wine glass in his hand and quietly listened to the Qingzhong in the distance, "Now, I really know why my aunt chose this place, the prosperity of the imperial capital and the Zen realm of the imperial capital can be heard here." Then again, a person wins the world, and from now on, it's boring to only look at the low eyebrows and pleasing to the eyes, you have to bring a beauty, and you also bring an enemy!"
Ming Qi sat in the sometimes cold, sometimes quiet, sometimes quiet spring breeze, the shadow falling on the ground was very beautiful, and the slender fingers turned the wine glass in his hand at will, "If His Highness keeps all the enemies, then the days after that can really become a pot of porridge." ā
The prince nodded seriously, "But the prince should understand me better." Shizi is not an idler who only appreciates poetry for his first fame. ā
Ming Qi tilted his head slightly and smiled, "I can understand the prince but I don't want to understand it, just like the prince can get the throne if he is safe and secure, but he doesn't want to wait." ā
The prince pursed his lips, "Why do you know me so well? ā
Ming Qi saw that he shook his head, "The prince is not a person who can be moved, the prince was only born with ambition in this life, and now that ambition has grown so big, the East Palace can no longer store it, so the prince is in heaven and on earth to find a way." ā
"If we can really be the best enemy in the world, then we will be good enemies for the rest of our lives, right?"
Ming Qi smiled, "If this is the most sincere invitation from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, then I will accept it well." ā
Worry-free stayed overnight again, on the eldest princess's house, in the middle of the night, I felt upset, went out to walk around, just saw Yizhen, who ran over from the direction of the garden, just wanted to say hello, Yizhen didn't seem to see her, covered her face and ran.
Worry-free smile, this is good, you can quietly look at the night, surrounded by the shadow of the trees, the night breeze blows, the leaves rustle, like a huge brush, wipe the rice paper, perhaps, the night breeze is also through these leaves to express their heart.
She stood under the tree for a long time, and suddenly remembered the scene when she first saw Ming Qi that day, it turned out that all the feelings had been destined on that day, and to this day, the feeling of willow and light at the moment of seeing him is still so clear in her heart.
At that time, she set her mind to get everything in this princess mansion.
And he stopped by her to watch. She thought he could use him, but she gave him a whole heart. This was all she had done when she came to the palace, and it was the first time she had thought about it in such detail.
On the way back to his rest room, he once again saw Mingqin squatting and waiting for her.
Carefree Yao made a salute, no longer waiting for his will, and went on his own.
Then, seeing Ming Qin turn to her eyes like a ghost, the corners of his clothes that should have fluttered in the wind hung straight down on the surface of his feet, and it seemed that his kung fu had become a lot more sophisticated.
"Although, I guess the maid can't bear me anymore, but if I should ask the girl, I will still ask. He twitched the corners of his mouth as he spoke, continuing to watch the carefree reaction.
Under his gaze, Wuwu slowly straightened out, and the corners of his skirt were messed up by his body, "But the slave maid thinks that the slave maid doesn't know what the prince wants to ask." Even if you know, there is no need to tell the son. ā
Mingqin didn't laugh angrily, "Stubborn and unreasonable, is it the family style of the Hou family?"
"Although I don't know if my stubbornness is unique to the family, but entanglement must be the style of the son. Carefree chuckled.
Mingqin clapped her hands in understanding, "Well, I'm a little entangled, but I didn't entangle you in vain! I let you and my brother go one yard, am I kind to you? I didn't let you promise in person, I just asked you to reveal what my brother meant." ā
Worry-free still only had a light expression, "But the slave didn't want to repay the so-called favor of the son." ā
Mingqin had a face on her face, understanding the meaning of her words, "It's okay, well, you can not report it, just bring some things and exchange some things!"
Carefree to clean up, the messy skirt corners, raised his head again, "Does the prince really want to know?"
Naruto nodded unabashedly.
Worry-free's voice was unhurried, "Then go and ask Ming Qizi, that way, you will know more clearly and understandly." Now, what the prince really needs is not any information about the great prince, but the confidence that he can do everything well. According to the slave maid, in this world, the person who does not look down on the son of the world the most is the son of the world himself. Why bother looking outward?"
The leisurely smile on Mingqin's face suddenly paused, and in his sight, a cold light slowly emitted, and finally, slowly dissolved, "It is said that reading poetry makes people beautiful, and reading history makes people wise, but what does a woman look like this, is she reading too much! I'm really curious! By the way, these are actually not the point, now, what makes me more curious than these is, if my mother sees us together, how will she feel? Do you think that we are like a couple who are in love, or a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks?" Or maybe you have something else in mind?"