"The prince may not like the concubine, it's because we didn't know each other before, but the concubine can't just ignore anything because the prince doesn't like it."

"Then you don't like this king either?"

Tang Guo shook his head, "The prince is a person admired by the women of the entire imperial city, how could the concubine not like the prince?" ”

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Shangguan Jing's heart was a little heavy, "You're not afraid that this king will hurt you?" ”

"What kind of injury is the prince referring to? If the prince doesn't like concubines all his life, this is not harmful, in fact, the prince is very good to concubines and does not do anything to restrain concubines. If you like someone, you can't force it, the prince has done a good job, at least he gave the concubine respect. ”

"The concubine doesn't ask the prince to give her a sincere heart, she just hopes to be able to accompany the prince in this life."

Shangguan Jing was stunned for a long time, and finally shook his head and smiled, "Princess, I'm afraid that your sincerity is going to be wrong." ”

"The concubine has no regrets."

Shangguan Jing was almost shocked by her persistence and eyes, but fortunately stabilized in the end, I really don't understand how there can be such a person in this world.

"This king can't give you sincerity."

Seeing her gloomy appearance, he was not happy in his heart, but a little stuffy and very uncomfortable.

"This king will draw a picture for you." Shangguan Jing looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed next to him, "As for the gift that this king gave you at that time, you really took care of King Jing's mansion." ”

Seeing her happy appearance, he didn't know what Gao was talking about.

She found a place, sat on the railing of the pavilion, and leaned lightly on it, in a very natural posture of a static beauty. She lowered her head slightly, looking at the fish swimming in the lake.

Shangguan Jing said, "That's it, it's good." ”

With that, he began to paint.

He also remembered that day when he went to play, and many people were drawing her. She is indeed very beautiful, which he has to admit, her posture is even more beautiful than Tang Jiao.

Time passed unconsciously, and half an hour had already passed.

Shangguan Jing seemed to have forgotten the time, and he kept finishing the painting seriously. He looked at the satisfactory work in front of the case, couldn't help but raise his head, and called Tang Guo lightly, "Princess, this king has already painted it." ”

She didn't move.

"Princess?" Shangguan Jing shouted again, seeing that she was still not moving, he walked over quickly, and he didn't know why he was so nervous, and when he was about to approach her, he froze in place.

He had remembered that she must have had a seizure of the drug and fell asleep.

Even if he patted her gently, she couldn't wake up.

He also remembered his purpose, which was to replace her memories with Tang Jiao, send her to the palace, and leave Tang Jiao in his heart.

Slowly walked in front of her, the first time to observe her so closely, I have to say, she is really beautiful. The appearance of falling asleep is another kind of beauty.

The beauty was pitiful, and her brows frowned slightly, and she didn't know if she had seen something unpleasant in her dreams.

At this time, he didn't want to disturb her.

Looking down, he saw one of her hands, which was being held at the wrist of the other hand, and it was the beautiful jade bracelet that was being held. It was the only gift he gave her.

"Princess, this king has already drawn you, and this king thinks it's not bad. It's a pity you can't see it. ”

He put away the painting, summoned his confidant, and asked him to put it in the study. Then he picked up Tang Guo and put him on the bed in her room. Fupin Chinese