In these words, there is full of ridicule.

Yuan Yue raised his head and was crashing into a pair of luxurious eyes. This man's eyebrows are delicate and luxurious, and he feels thrilled at a glance, and he can't help but want to depict it with his hands at a glance, to see if that brilliant and unparalleled complexion is true or false.

No matter how good-looking a man is, for her, he is just a stranger now. She wasn't used to being held in her arms.

Yuan Yue frowned and turned around impatiently. Just as he was about to open his mouth to reprimand, a rush of footsteps had already reached the distance.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to reprimand, a rush of footsteps had reached the distance, and there was a voice mixed with it,

"Has the concubine already asked the maid to call the eldest lady? I don't know how to get it, it hasn't arrived for so long, after all, everyone who came here today is a distinguished guest, and they can't all wait for her alone; Second, the concubine is worried that something will happen to her......"

This voice was tactful and soft, but after Yuan Yue heard it, her body involuntarily shook a few times, as if she was afraid, frightened, and trembling involuntarily to the limit, and the memories that were originally chaotic were like a tidal wave, and began to rush into her mind.

The real name of the owner of her body is Ming Yulong, and she is the eldest lady from the Ming Palace.

Ming Yulong has been very silent since he was a child, he is not interested in all people, he doesn't like to talk, he doesn't communicate with people, he doesn't like to have physical contact with people, he always stays alone, and he looks like a fool.

But according to the memories that rushed into her mind, Yuan Yue found that this woman named Ming Yulong had the same ability to remember as she was, although she lacked reaction to other people's emotions and could not participate in social situations, but she loved to read and study. The amount of knowledge in his mind was surprising even to Yuan Yue.

After all, in modern times, in addition to studying, she also has to be distracted to earn money and participate in social activities. And Ming Yulong, there is no distraction.

Based on these, Yuan Yue can probably know that the symptoms of Ming Yulong are called autism in modern terms, and in memory and learning, he has superhuman talent.

Such a child, if she had a family that loved her, might also become a rare scholar or something.

Yuan Yue smiled at the corner of her lips, revealing a clear and sarcastic expression. But he was born in a powerful family, and because of his noble status, he got a good marriage.

The Tianyuan Dynasty was founded only two generations, the first emperor and the old prince of the Ming Dynasty were killed on horseback, after the establishment of the dynasty, the first emperor was sealed to the old prince who was not the prince of the original king, gave the mansion, and when the grandchildren did not come out, he said that he wanted to marry his family.

Who knew that Princess Ming gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses and died, Ming Yulong was the girl in the dragon and phoenix fetus, born noblely, and had a marriage that the world envied.

But after being born, she was a girl who didn't speak or was smart, which hindered the eyes of many people.

Although Ming Yulong is simply an autistic girl who "ignores things outside the window and only reads sage books", she has no right to resist and choose about this marriage, nor does she have any excitement.

But before marrying the crown prince of the dynasty, being the crown princess, and the future mother of the country, she was a roadblock in the eyes of her family.

Quickly digesting all this, Yuan Yue came back to her senses and found that the man's hand was still firmly wrapped around her waist, raised her eyebrows, and looked at the man's jade-like face, "Are your hands stuck with glue?" ”

"Huh?" The man in purple lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows, his palms did not move, as if he could not understand the meaning of her words, and his low voice had a different kind of temptation.

This person is really weird, just holding her like this, doesn't it feel good, can this posture take advantage of other advantages besides touching the waist?

The man in purple finally saw the woman in his arms frowning, and his eyes with innocent starlight showed a little impatience, as if the smoke was hazy covered by thin clouds, "Since you are not stuck with glue, can you remove your hand from my waist?" ”