Qiu Shao cried again, and Ning Ge could only respond a few times before standing up and walking to the back.

While walking, I thought that it was just to give birth to a child in my own belly and maintain the long-term peace and stability of the two countries. But these two sides are not related to each other, Ning Ge is full of food and supports to please the perverted man for these people?

But now Ning Ge is not favored, and the life of the entire Changge Hall is in the hands of others. Even if she is too lazy to care about other people's lives, she still has to think of ways to save her own life.

Ning Ge covered her face, and her heart became inexplicably restless. In an instant, I remembered the negative person in modern times, but I was sighing in my heart that she was a scumbag magnetic field, and Li Ping, who had a lesson from the past, came to Feng Yufei again.

To put it bluntly, it's because of the low status of the women here, except for being a tool to warm the bed, everything else is nothing at all, oh no, it's still a tool for inheritance......

This palace is afraid that it will eat people and not spit out bones, and I don't know how I will die when the time comes. Ning Ge really hopes that she is not a princess now, nor does she carry a heavy national burden, and she does not have so many responsibilities. Even if you actually go to the temple, it's good.

Alas...... Ning Ge turned around and saw Qiu Shao's expectant eyes and those tearful eyes, if such a person died, she would really be unbearable. Ning Ge can only admit that he is unlucky, with such an unreliable father, he can only fight himself if he can't achieve it......

Turning his head, he secretly made up his mind.

About himself going to seduce a stallion that has been slandered by himself, Ning Ge is always puzzled, there is no reason to contribute chastity just after crossing, the one that Qiu Shao said and the princess's childhood sweetheart, I haven't seen it yet, the supporting roles are not neat, and they start to have chastity, which is not scientific......

Ning Ge couldn't sleep at night, half-leaning on the bed and looking at the moonlight outside the window, probably because it was almost fifteen, the moon hung high in the ink-stained sky like a piece of jasper, and the moonlight flowed down and flowed in front of the bed. It's just that I don't know what year, month, or time it is.

Ning Ge could only sigh, she couldn't remember the timekeeping method here, leaving the advanced clocks and compasses to keep time, listening to the pigs, horses, dogs and sheep flying in her head. Qiu Shao always took the trouble to tell Ning Ge the time back and forth, but Ning Ge could only tell her that she had forgotten and barely fooled her.

Suddenly, a dark figure jumped in through the wide open window and landed on the ground without making a sound. If it weren't for Ning Ge still looking out the window, he really wouldn't have noticed that someone would come in in the middle of the night.

Ning Ge didn't shout, just rolled his body quickly into the bed and hid himself in the dark corner of the tent and half-knelt there, his hand habitually touched his waist but found it empty.

There is no cool and hard snatching stock of modern times, and there are smooth fabrics everywhere.

Quickly raised his eyes to see that the black shadow came in, closed the window casually, and with a wave of his hand, lit the candles in the house.

"The princess is awake?" As soon as the man spoke, it was a male voice, and his voice was low and hoarse, like a mellow bead rolling in his throat, which was extraordinarily gentle and good.

Ning Ge frowned, knowing that it was not a way for him to hide like this, so he simply came out of the innermost part of the bed and sat on the edge of the bed.

Ning Ge remembered the mysterious person he talked about last time, but he saw that the person who came was dressed in a wide black hat and was tightly stuck on his head, looking like a modern raincoat, and the man in black was standing with his back to Ning Ge's bed, and his cloak hung down to the ground. The body is gentle and does not have the slightest sense of solemnity.

Ning Ge's tense mind relaxed instantly, but the other party was a man after all, and he was also a man who could do light work, Ning Ge didn't dare to slack off, and his narrow phoenix eyes turned slightly, and he remembered that he put the golden hairpin under the pillow by the way when he went to bed last night and dismantled his hair bun.

With such a touch of his hand, he held the golden hairpin in the palm of his hand, and took the handkerchief next to the pillow to cover it slightly, and then looked at the man in black through the gap in the handkerchief.

"Why doesn't the princess speak?" The man in black asked again when he saw that Ning Ge had not spoken for a long time.

Ning Ge was stunned, the person in front of her obviously knew Ning Ge before, otherwise she wouldn't have called her "princess". But Ning Ge was afraid that he would expose himself as soon as he spoke, so he had to stay the enemy, and I didn't move.

Seeing that Ning Ge still didn't answer, the man sighed heavily, and took off his cloak and turned to face Ning Ge.

Ning Ge saw that the person hidden under the cloak turned out to be a handsome man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his thin lips were pursed, and his bauhinia ink-stained eyes were slightly dark, revealing a slightly cold look. The black suit ironed on the body became more and more slender, with a dark gray silk belt around his waist, and a few dark blue peace pendants hanging softly below.

The long hair was crowned with white jade, and a strand of long hair drooped down from the center of the eye. Just like this, standing there coldly, but with a romantic temperament of its own.

This feeling is very similar to the person I don't want to recall the most in my memory - Li Ping.

Ning Ge was stunned for a moment, just staring blankly at the man in front of him carved the same jasper, compared to the phoenix, the person in front of him did not have that domineering, but there was also a different kind of heroic and chic.