Paid Chapter (12 points)

47. This time, this memory (Feng Han?) Extra)

Feng Han is a child born with a golden spoon, and what he has is beyond the reach of others.

So, he had to do everything well, whether it was learning or etiquette, and no one could find fault with him. Because he knew from an early age that if he did a little bit badly, he would immediately be compared to his brother, whose whereabouts were unknown.

"Look, how smart the eldest prince is, why is the second prince so unproductive? Obviously they are brothers, but the difference is so far! ”

"If the eldest prince is here, such a trivial matter will be solved at once, how can it be so ugly."

"Sure enough, it still takes the eldest prince to be eligible to inherit the throne, the second prince is really a spoiled child, and he wasted such good conditions in vain."

……

Like this, Feng Han has heard enough.

Obviously, the imperial brother was sent out of the palace not long after he was born, and those people may not have even seen it, let alone the illusory thing of being smart and clever, it is purely idle and has nothing to do!

Feng Han comforted himself like this, and kicked the desk angrily.

Why is he inferior to the royal brother whose life and death are unknown? Why?!

The teenager is competitive, and he is stimulated.

In order to fight for this breath and to prove his strength, he began to work everything.

Study hard, study etiquette carefully, and treat everyone politely...... He finally slowly became the ideal prince of everyone, not only smart, but also friendly and polite, coupled with his outstanding appearance, even the old nobles who once praised the eldest prince kept their mouths shut.

Sometimes standing in front of the mirror, even he himself can't help but smile: "Look, you are the only prince of the empire, Your Royal Highness, you are unique and irreplaceable." ”

Everyone recognized him, but the only one who never changed the way he looked at him - his father.

No matter how perfect he is, every time his father is lukewarm to him, even the praise is full of formulaic flavor, as if praising his son is not a heartfelt thing, but a business that should be done according to the routine.

Although Feng Han is not very old, he has grown up in the palace since he was a child, and his mental age is much higher than that of ordinary children. He could see that his father didn't like him very much, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change this fact.

He felt disheartened and wanted to give up, but he felt very unwilling.

It's clear that he's worked so hard, why can't he still be recognized?!

He couldn't figure out the reason for this, he just felt that there was nowhere to vent his grievances, and at this time, he wanted to have a friend who could listen to him quietly. However, he has lived under the halo of the prince since he was a child, revealing a strong arrogance from his bones, and he regards himself as noble in blood, and he will never let go of his body and make friends with those civilians.

The occasional contacts on weekdays were also the heirs of the princes and nobles, and those people seemed to be polite and respectful to him, but he could feel the alienation and guardedness in them. Even if a few people did take the initiative to get together, it was all an attempt, and he disdained to make friends with such people.

Grievance and loneliness, these two emotions occupied his whole heart, but there was nowhere to vent, which made him more and more anxious.

It was at this time that a young girl was sent to him.

He always remembered that it was his twelfth birthday, and that one of the senators of the House of Parliament had given him a special gift. The gift was in a particularly large box, and he was returning from a banquet outside when it was delivered to the dormitory.

Every time he celebrates his birthday, he can always receive a lot of unexpected gifts, most of which are worth a lot of money, but after so many years, he has lost his freshness, and he is careless when opening gifts.

The colored packaging box was torn open, revealing the **** girl lying quietly inside.

Feng Han was stunned, and a trace of crimson slowly crept up on his fair face.

Noticing that there was a chip in the box, he took out the chip and inserted it into the player, which was a text manual. Only then did he know that the girl was a new type of clone who was used as his personal assistant.

According to the operation on the manual, Feng Han successfully started the life program of this girl.

Looking at the girl in front of him who was staring at him blankly, Feng Han asked with some curiosity, "What's your name?" ”

"Zero."

"Ling?" Feng Han paused, "Then I'll call you Xiao Ling, okay?" ”

She blinked, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled softly, "Okay." ”

Her smile was beautiful, like the morning sun, full of fresh power, making Feng Han's heart skip a beat inadvertently. He couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, chuckled and put his right hand on her head, and rubbed it gently.

Since then, Feng Han has added a girl named Xiaoling to his life.

When I got up every morning, the first person I saw when I opened my eyes was Xiao Ling, she personally served him to dress and wash, made breakfast for him, and watched him go to school.

Wait for him to come back every afternoon, prepare dinner for him and put bath water for him, accompany him to do homework and read books in the study, help him make his bed, and watch him fall asleep.

She plays the role of a life assistant perfectly, faithfully carrying out every command of Feng Han, whether it is right or not, whether it will hurt or not, all she has to do is to follow orders.

For twenty-four hours a day, Feng Han spent most of his time with Xiao Ling, and they were inseparable. Except on the last day of each month, she had to be sent for overhaul and needed to leave the palace for half a day.

Time flies quickly, four years in a flash, and he has become completely accustomed to Xiao Ling's company.

Occasionally, when he encounters some unpleasant things, he will choose to confide in Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling listens quietly every time, and his bright blue eyes are full of peace and tranquility, which makes his anxious mood slowly return to peace.

At that time, he had a strong feeling that even if the whole world did not recognize him, the girl in front of him would still be quietly by his side.

Out of this realization, he began to try to understand her, and he really wanted to treat her well.

Even if he knows that she is just a clone, she is the only person in this world who can be so simple and good to him.

For him, that's enough.

The more he learned, the closer he became, and the more he discovered her simplicity and beauty.

In this palace full of splendor and filth, her existence was so precious, and he felt lucky to have her.

He found that Xiao Ling was very talented in painting, and it was obviously unrealistic to send her to school, and he was unwilling to put such a simple and beautiful her in the eyes of others, so he planned to find more relevant information for her and teach her to paint by hand.

On this day, he walked out of the study with a few canvases, and when he passed by the terrace, he happened to see Xiao Ling lying on it for a lunch break. She wore a simple white shirt and plaid skirt, her upper body leaned against the glass window, her eyes were quietly closed, and she slept unusually peacefully.

The sunlight poured in through the window and fell on her eyelashes, reflecting a deep shadow, and her fair skin glowed with a faint sheen, a scene that was too beautiful to have.

Feng Han walked over gently, seeing that she was sleeping so sweetly, he couldn't hold back for a while, leaned over and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

By the time he came to his senses, she had opened her eyes and was quietly looking at herself.

In those calm deep blue eyes, there was no surprise or fright, let alone disgust and joy, only boundless peace.

For a moment, Feng Han suddenly hated her calmness very much.

He reached out and lifted her chin, and pressed it lightly against her lips with two points of banter, three parts of curiosity, and five parts of nervousness.

The boy's kiss is too young to have any skills, and it is not very beautiful. However, that heart-pounding feeling made the young man eat the marrow, and the blood in his whole body burned for it.

He thought he was about to get out of control.

In a trance, he let go of her and fled.

Since then, he has always avoided her, sometimes having to run into her, and he also tries to avoid her gaze. He knew it was naïve for him to do this, but he really couldn't face this relationship that he didn't know when it started.

But there are some things, the more depressed they are, the more they rebound.

It didn't take long for him to be a little unbearable, usually at school, he would think about what she was doing at home, and when he was eating, he would always glance at her from time to time, and when he saw her eating only vegetables and not meat, he would frown slightly. Sometimes when he fell asleep at night, he would quietly get up and go to the next room to peek at her sleeping.

During that time, he really felt like he was going crazy.

Until that night, a dinner party was held in the palace, and a male guest saw Xiao Ling and mistook her for a maid in the palace, so he did something to her. Unfortunately, he was bumped into by Feng Han, and his face immediately sank as if he was about to thunder and rain, which frightened the male guest and kept apologizing with a trembling voice.

Feng Han took Xiao Ling back to the dormitory, he was very angry, and he didn't know who he was angry with, so he stared at Xiao Ling for a long time and didn't speak.

The two sides were deadlocked for a long time, even if Xiao Ling was sluggish, she could sense that he was really angry, she tilted her head and thought about it, then walked up to him, stood on tiptoe and pecked lightly on his mouth.

Her explanation for this is simple: "Kissing can make a person's mood happy. ”

Feng Han's eyebrows jumped: "Who told you?" ”

"You kissed me last time, I thought it was very pleasant, did I feel wrong?"

“……”

An inexplicable joy welled up in my heart, blowing away all the messy awkwardness.

Feng Han couldn't help laughing, reached out and rubbed her head: "That's right, it's going to be very pleasant." ”

After saying that, he pressed the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

The touch of lips and teeth is the simple sweet taste of two people.

At that moment, he really thought that she could be by his side forever, he thought that the future could actually be full of expectations, and he thought that everything he thought could come true.

But it wasn't until the day he lost it that he realized what an unspeakable pain it was to be deprived after getting it.

There's another chapter in wait.,I'm working hard to code the word ing.,Mu has a message.,I'm not happy! Hum~

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