Chapter 12: Bumping into the Arms

Rong Husheng only saw a blue-blue figure break into his arms, and his arms tightened to hold the unsteady person in his arms. A cool and pleasant aroma came to his nose, and Rong Husheng involuntarily pressed a big palm on the other party's back, stabilizing the person in his arms. Under the golden hair ornament that swayed under the eyes, a beautiful face was raised.

The deer-like eyes and the peach lips that opened slightly because of surprise made Rong Husheng want to kiss the lips that came forward impulsively. Princess Sunny Moon!! Realizing the identity of the other party, Rong Hu Katsu suddenly let go of his arms and took a step back, kneeling on one knee.

"I don't know it's Princess Qingyue, I offended the princess, please forgive the princess."

The tern only felt that it was dark in front of him just now, and he hit a warm mountain, and before he could react to what was going on, he saw that Rong Husheng was already kneeling in front of him.

"It's my own negligence, the eldest prince, please."

"Qingyue is in a hurry to find the imperial brother, and she is out of company."

The tern whispered, changing the manly demeanor of the man who had just strutted up, and then walked quickly to the depths of the garden. The palace maids behind him also saluted one by one and quickly followed. Only Rong Husheng slowly stood up, still reminiscing about the cool sweet fragrance just now and the touch that still remained in the palm of his hand.

As soon as he went out and saw Shakro guarding the door, he didn't say anything, just smiled and recalled the scene just now, and he was in a good mood. Shakro saw that his eldest prince was smiling sweetly all the way, and probably guessed the scene just now.

"What's so fun about the eldest prince?"

"Ah, there is! Just went out, Princess Qingyue crashed into Prince Ben's arms. As he spoke, he showed his beautiful white teeth again, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"The eldest prince is a good fate."

"That's that, Shacro, you know? This Princess Qingyue is as strong as my Daiki's steed when she holds it. ”

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"The eldest prince, when I was at the door just now, I saw Princess Qingyue getting off the sedan chair, and she was also walking very quickly...... Dashing. ”

"Hahaha, Prince Ben likes such a different beauty."

"I wish the eldest prince a beautiful woman as soon as possible."

Rong Husheng looked at Sha Keluo and unexpectedly smiled with the tenderness of the iron man, "That's nature." ”

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"Brother Huang! I have something to tell you. With that, he handed Qian Jin a look, and Qian Jin motioned for everyone to retreat. The tern told Qianjin about his worries, and how to seal Gu'er, and said that he would send him out of the palace in the coming day. Qian Jin knew that he acted abruptly after drinking last night, so he agreed to come down one by one.

"Tern, in two days, you will also enter the palace as the king of Hecheng. When the envoys are gone, you don't have to go through the trouble of women's clothing. ”

"The younger brother understands, but the royal brothers are all people with queens, don't always sleep with your younger brother, this is not in accordance with the rules."

"I am the rule in this palace, and besides, you have been sleeping with me since you were a child."

"But, but ......"

Qian Jin said as he walked behind the tern and wrapped his arms around the person in his arms, "I am actually very lonely in front of the emperor, if only you, the younger brother of the big palace, can make me feel at ease." As he spoke, he buried his head in the tern's neck, closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

"The royal brother treats his ministers well, and the ministers and brothers know it. But in the future, it would be better for the royal brother to sleep less at the courtier's brother. ”

"Tern, did anyone say you have a nice smell on you?"

“……”

"After that palace change, all I have dreamed of night after night over the years is blood and tears."

"This is the only smell that can keep me asleep."

Qian Jin still closed his eyes, and his arms around the tern were tightened, as if he was afraid of losing. The tern stopped talking and let Qianjin hold it like this. Flowers bloom outside the pavilion, a tall and handsome man in the pavilion leans on the back of the equally tall and beautiful "woman", the breeze blows up the clothes of the two people and flies gently, the "woman" gently covers the man's hand, and the long hair of the two is entwined with the wind, like a carefully smudged ink painting.