"What's wrong?" Murong Xiang, who had just opened his eyes, saw Rong An standing at the door.

"Lord Wang, I seem to have said the wrong thing......"

Rong An looked apologetic, the princess asked who the person in the painting was, he should naturally say the name of the person in the painting, but the person in the painting has two names, which one should he say?

Rong An still felt that it was messy, but he had no way to explain it to the princess, so he had to wait for the prince.

"What the hell is going on?"

"The princess asked me who the person in the painting was, and I said Zheng Tan ......"

Rong An observed Murong Xiang's expression and said at the same time, for fear that the prince would vomit a mouthful of blood when he was excited.

"And then?"

Rong An was right, Murong Xiang asked about Yi Ling'er's expression, did she remember the original thing?

"Then the princess left, and she seemed very sad, I think the princess must not remember what happened when she was a child, I am afraid that it was a misunderstanding."

The more Rong An spoke, the quieter he became, if he replied that the person in the painting was the princess herself, how should he tell her about his childhood, that memory was the best thing in his life, if the princess remembered, how should she choose?

He can't be sorry for the prince.

This matter can only be said by Murong Xiang.

"I'll make it clear to her, you don't have to blame yourself, and you didn't say anything wrong, it's Ling'er herself who doesn't remember."

"Then the prince ......"

Do you want the princess to remember?

"Ling'er's appearance is the sunshine of my life, although you brought her to my side, but she is now my princess after all. So ......"

"Lord Wang, I know!"

Rong An interjected without waiting for him to finish.

He won't think about things he shouldn't have, but if the princess knew about the events of the year, she would be such a soft-hearted person, I'm afraid she would be embarrassed.

Murong Xiang himself also felt that he was the one who was selfish, obviously it was Rong An who saved Ling'er, and he also knew that Rong An liked Ling'er, but he had no way to be generous.

There is no way to give Ling'er to Rong An, and this is not a matter of not letting go.

"Lord Wang, now the princess must have misunderstood, she should have misunderstood that you treat her as someone else, will the princess be okay?"

"I'll go see her."

"But the prince ......"

"It's okay, I've got luck."

Murong Xiang waved his hand at him, put on his clothes and left.

"Then I'll send you there?"

"Okay."

When Murong Xiang went in and saw the ball huddled on the bed, his heart suddenly suffocated, and he walked over to lie on the bed and hugged her.

"Ling'er doesn't remember what happened when she was a child?"

Ellinger knew he was coming, he didn't move when he hugged herself, she wanted to hear what he had to say.

It's just his words that made Yi Ling'er's body stiffen.

"When you were a kid, you always chased after me and called me brother, and I always hated you at first. But you always appear in front of me with a snot on your face, and if I don't wipe it for you, you will cry again. ”

"That little girl isn't me, she doesn't have that red mark on her face, she's not me!"

Ellinger turned around, tucked her head into his arms, and whimpered quietly.

"That mark was not allowed to be drawn by Ling'er, but Ling'er forgot about it. It's okay, Ling'er will remember it one day. ”

"I won't let you draw it?"

"Ling'er said she didn't like it, so I drew a new one."

Murong Xiang thought of what happened back then, she shrunk into her arms and watched herself draw, her fleshy little hands commanding from time to time.

Murong Xiang had long been entangled by her and had no choice but to be at her mercy.

As a result, the final painting is simply miserable, Ling'er when he was a child didn't want to be killed, and his mouth kept pouting, which was ugly.

Murong Xiang had no choice but to wait for her to fall asleep and secretly painted another one.

But Yi Linger still didn't like it after reading it.

"I don't like the red marks on my face, so my brother can help me draw them!"

The fleshy little hand grabbed Murong Xiang's ears and kept rubbing them, and after a while, they turned red.

"I think it's beautiful, I don't need to draw anymore."

"No, Tan'er doesn't like it, draw another one!"

“……”

This ancestor was about to cry again, and there was really no way to take her, so he had to paint another one.

Murong Xiang came back to his senses and took out the bag on his chest.

Yi Ling'er watched his movements, and her heart couldn't help but beat faster, she wanted that hosta, would Murong Xiang give it to her if she opened her mouth again?

"Ling'er, look at this, do you remember?"

Yi Ling'er watched Murong Xiang take out a folded piece of drawing paper from it, and then slowly opened it, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden at all.

"Let me see!"

Ellinger took the thing from his hand and looked at ...... "poof...... Ha ha...... How is it so ...... Ugly. ”

The corners of Yi Ling'er's mouth twitched when she saw it, and she couldn't stop laughing at all.

"Do you have an impression?"

"Murong Xiang, I'm sorry, I forgot it, I really can't remember."

"It's okay, forget it, forget it, maybe you shouldn't have remembered."

"Can I take a look at the bag?"

Without waiting for Murong Xiang to answer, Yi Ling'er opened the bag with her hand, and there was indeed the green plum hosta inside.

Without looking at Murong Xiang's expression, he inserted the hairpin into the bun on his head.

"How's it going, isn't it good?"

Give it to me!

Yi Ling'er looked at Murong Xiang with bright eyes, he naturally knew that Yi Ling'er liked it.

"Ling'er, if you weren't the princess of the Moon White Kingdom, you ......"

"It's not a princess, I'd rather be an ordinary person, and I hope you are also an ordinary person, so that we don't care so much."

Yi Ling'er hurriedly interrupted him, and now he couldn't say anything about the domain country.

"Yes, ordinary people, we will live like that in the future."

Wait a few longer, in a few days he will tell her about her life experience, but this hosta ......, "Murong Xiang, you haven't told me if it's good-looking!" ”

Ellinger got up and sat down on the bed, allowing him to see better.

"Good looking, just ......"

This hairpin can't be given to you.

"Since it's good-looking, can you give her to me?"

As long as she gave them the hairpin, the people of the domain would be disbanded, and at that time, she would not be able to tell him everything.

"Ling'er, why do you have to have this hairpin?"

"This hairpin is yours, I am your wife, why don't you give it to me? And I've asked for it more than once, and the more you don't give it to me, the more I want it! ”

Yi Ling'er couldn't help but be shocked when she saw a hint of inquiry in his eyes, afraid that he would know the reason for the matter, so she had to say this.

At best, he would feel that he was a little unreasonable, and he would not delve into the deep meaning.

Seeing that Murong Xiang didn't speak, Yi Ling'er hurriedly hugged him, "Murong Xiang, give it to me, otherwise I feel uncomfortable, and I always feel that you don't love me." If you love me, why won't you even give me a hairpin? ”

"This hairpin is not mine!"