"What's wrong with the princess? Are you scared? "Princess Wushuang didn't quibble. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Afraid of a ghost, Wu Xian even dares to force the emperor Lao Tzu to redeem, will you be afraid of a princess?

"Of course I'm afraid!"

"Oh?" Princess Wushuang was a little disappointed, a little excited, as if she had expected it a long time ago, and seemed to be very dissatisfied, a little regretful.

In the Great Zheng Dynasty, the princess should be regarded as a very noble person, but Princess Wushuang was not very happy.

She is innocent by nature, what she needs is friends, what she needs is playmates.

However, in addition to the prince, concubine, queen mother, and emperor, there were only maids and eunuchs left around her.

The former holds his own identity and will not mess with her, while the latter has a humble identity and does not dare to play with her.

Although she has the preference of Emperor Zhengde, she is not having a good time in the palace.

Almost everyone except the emperor did not regard her as a family member, only because her mother was a Uighur.

Therefore, every time there is an opportunity, Princess Wushuang will run out to play, but Emperor Zhengde is worried about her safety, so he will always arrange for Ouchi guards to follow closely.

Therefore, even if she ran away from home, she didn't see her having fun.

It wasn't until Wu Xian appeared that she truly experienced the joy of freedom.

It was precisely because of the appearance of Wu Xian that she was able to order the Ouchi guards to go to Chen Guotai's mansion to spread the word, and while there was only one guard left, Princess Wushuang escaped.

For this reason, she was still very grateful to Wu Xian in her heart for a while.

In the days that followed, Wu Xian made drastic moves in Fuyue Tower, and she continued to pretend to be a little beggar, wanting to see what the hell Wu Xian was doing, because she wanted to see if Wu Xian, who treated those fireworks women equally, would become friends who were not inhibited by herself.

If it weren't for Emperor Zhengde's sudden appearance, she would probably have known Wu Xian and become friends long ago.

Fortunately, the Jiangnan case happened, Emperor Zhengde was distracted, and Princess Wushuang once again escaped the pursuit of Emperor Zhengde with the "unintentional help" of Wu Xian.

Before the public trial, Emperor Zhengde learned about a martial artist from an alternative perspective from Princess Wushuang.

On the day of the public trial, Princess Wushuang saw Wu Xian's soft stubbornness and wanton demeanor.

It's a pity that she is leaving, Emperor Zhengde will not leave her alone in Jiangnan, fortunately, she knows that Wu Xian is the son of the minister of the court, and there will be a chance to see her again in the capital.

Sure enough, a dance party made the two rub shoulders again, once snatched Wu Xian's harmonica, and now picked up Wu Xian's bright singing thing.

Princess Wushuang felt that she had a chance to make friends this time, and Princess Wushuang, who had never had this kind of experience, thought of a way to threaten Wu Xian with her mobile phone.

So, I saw it yesterday.

However, these things slowly took root in Princess Wushuang's heart, and Princess Wushuang herself did not find a faint strange feeling in her heart.

She just hopes that she can have a friend who will not be afraid of her and can play with her.

Originally, I had established a more distorted friendship relationship with Wu Xian, but if I didn't fight, I wouldn't make a deal, Wu Xian beat her little ass and still itched, this friendship is not shallow, right?

It's a pity that when Wu Xian revealed her identity, she just asked casually, and she actually got the answer she didn't like the most, and Princess Wushuang's mood dimmed all of a sudden.

Although it is said to be a flower appreciation, but the chrysanthemums that should be in full bloom seem so listless at the moment, where the princess has passed, the chrysanthemums are all broken, and the ground is full of sadness.

Seeing this situation, Wu Xian was moved, and even had the heart to sing.

"The chrysanthemums are remnant, the ground is full of wounds, your smile is yellow, the flowers are broken, and my heart is quiet."

That's right, it is Dong Chou's "Chrysanthemum Terrace", in this situation, Wu Xiansan's singing voice is actually in the mind of Princess Wushuang, and when she heard the somewhat sad lyrics, she was stupid.

"What kind of song is this?" Princess Wushuang asked stupidly as if she had lost consciousness.

"Daisydai." Wu Xian said.

"Did you write that?" Princess Wushuang asked, her eyes filled with a kind of excitement and throbbing that coincided with her confidant.

"Hmm!" Wu Xian nodded.

"Why do you write such a sad song?" Princess Wushuang asked, her eyes lit up, eager to know why Wu Xian sang such a little song that was in tune with her heart.

"Whoa!" Wu Xian looked back and motioned for Princess Wushuang to look back.

The road is paved with scattered petals, paving a chrysanthemum life road, these are the handiwork of Princess Wushuang's distraction, and now the perpetrator looks at it again, and is surprised to find that he has inadvertently already had such a beautiful picture.

No, it should be said that it is a poignant picture, a poignant picture that makes people can't help but feel faintly sad.

"Are all the flowers dead?" Princess Musou asked.

"Yes, they're all dead, it's a pity, it's a pity." At this time, Wu Xian was really moved.

Even if you have never eaten pork, you have seen pigs run, and as princesses, most of them will become political tools, dedicating their chastity and youth for the stability and prosperity of the country.

How many princesses have been sent to neighboring countries and relatives in exchange for temporary peace?

Nowadays, although Dazheng is prosperous, the border is not very peaceful, there is the Menggli clan in the north, the Tianzhu Federation in the south, the barbarians in the west who are not subject to indoctrination, and the Fusang in the east.

I don't know when the princess Wushuang will get married, as a link to the peace of the countries with diplomatic relations, in a foreign land, like these flowers, she will be destroyed, fall into dust, turn into spring mud, and be infinitely sad.

Wu Xian thought well, and Princess Wushuang may soon face such a fate, Tulebo has been outside the rule of Da Zheng for a long time, which can be described as a thorn in the heart of the Da Zheng Dynasty.

A while ago, Tulebo also submitted his credentials, and to Emperor Zhengde, he actually treated him like a brother monarch, and I don't know when this war will suddenly come.

The so-called social prosperity, the people suffer, the country is dead, the people are also suffering, in short, the people are suffering, but before that, the prince of Tulebo, who has always coveted the unparalleled princess, will definitely make a move.

And Princess Wushuang, obviously has heard of this for a long time, and it doesn't matter if she fled to Jiangnan, or it doesn't matter if she has never had friends in the palace, and she is not used to talking to people.

Listening to Wu Xian's somewhat sad words, Princess Wushuang's face became more and more ugly, perhaps, she was more pitiful than Wu Xian for these innocent petals, right?

"Wu Xian, do you say that people are the same as these flowers, and after thanking them, they can bloom again? And, maybe even more beautiful and fascinating? "Princess Wushuang seems to be expecting herself to be like a flower.

However, Wu Xian shook his head, the greatest kindness is not to deceive, even if sometimes lies are the deepest love, Wu Xian does not disdain to use lies to comfort Princess Wushuang.

"No, the flowers have no heart, so after being injured, they can bloom again, but people have hearts, and if they are injured, they can't be reversed." Wu Xian sighed, said it tactfully, and sadly.

Princess Wushuang's face changed, she didn't like this answer, but this was the most true sentence she had ever heard, the corners of her mouth trembled and trembled, Princess Wushuang still didn't say it, instead, there was only a long sigh.

"Alas...... Can you sing it again for me? Princess Musou pleaded.

"Hmm!" Wu Xian nodded heavily.

cleared his throat and thought about it carefully, what floated out of Wu Xian's mouth was the song "Chrysanthemum Terrace" (to be continued. )