Chapter 9: Heart-Destroying Pain
"The third princess, the third prince asked the slave maid to tell you that you are going to the palace today to see the father and mother of the country, and the slave and maid will come to serve you first. The prince will come later. ”
Lianyi looked at the woman in front of her, and suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, "Girl, what's your name?" ”
"Princess, the status of the slave is low, and she is not worthy of letting the princess know her name."
"But I'll have to call you."
Lian Yi looked at the maid in front of her who had always been respectful to her, and said with a frown.
"Baby."
The maid said slowly, "Baby?!" Aren't you from the Fourth Prince's Mansion? How? ”
Lian Yi only saw the face of the person who came at this moment, and there was no doubt that it was a baby.
"The princess only needs to be the third princess, and you can't bother with anything else."
The baby coldly blocked Lianyi's words and wanted to continue to ask.
didn't allow Lianyi to say anything, so he pressed her to the dresser and dressed up.
But a certain woman still can't bear her gossip little viscera.
So he said very brainlessly, "Baby, do you like the moon flute?"
Feeling the hand that was combing her hair, there was a significant pause, "The princess is too worried, and the slave maid doesn't think about the prince at all." ”
You just pretend, pretend, a certain woman scolded the baby in her heart.
Just finished cleaning up, a clear voice sounded behind Lian Yi, "Are you ready?" ”
Lian Yi turned around and saw a magnified handsome face, and she was really shocked.
couldn't help pretending to be angry and said, "The third prince of the dignified state, Maori is frizzy, what does it look like." It just scared the hell out of me, huh. ”
Lian Yi pouted and looked very aggrieved.
”
Hehe, Yi'er, are you coquettish to me?
”
Yue Mengdi scratched the nose of Lian Yi dotingly, thinking that this girl is really pitiful.
Lianyi was embarrassed by his words.
But I was shocked in my heart, and I suddenly felt at a loss, could I really ...... to him Lianyi didn't dare to think about it, and the previous qiē was suddenly vivid again, with the same figure, the same voice, and the same smile.
No, I don't want to be hurt again.
Looking at Lianyi's suddenly pale face, Yuemengdi frowned, and Yuguang caught a glimpse of the baby who also noticed Lianyi's different color on the side, and cast an inquiring look.
I saw that the baby shook his head, blessed him, and withdrew.
"What's wrong with the clothes?
”
"I wasn't feeling sick, I just suddenly remembered something unhappy.
”
Lian Yi said to him a little tiredly: "Didn't you go to meet the father and mother of the country?"
Let's go.
”
Looking at Lianyi's suddenly haggard face, Yuemengdi actually had a slight heartache in her heart.
"If you're not feeling well.
Perhaps,"
"No, let's go.
”
I don't want to owe him anything more, and I don't want to see this identical face again, even if I know he's not him.
Lianyi turned around, opened the door, and stumbled towards the carriage outside the mansion.
Yuemeng Di behind him sighed secretly, looked at the weak back, clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice, "Yi'er, don't hate me."
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