She saw a handsome boy dressed in white from a distance, and felt that he was a playful boy, so she didn't give a good face and said, "Dare to ask if the son is lost." The moment he turned around, the plum blossom petals also surged, like a flower farmer. It touches the girl's heart. After seeing his face, she blushed a little. It was a white face, a brow that was not thick and not shallow, and the dimples on his cheeks, he was a young man. She never knew that the pear vortex could look so good on the boy's face.

"May I ask this girl, can you take this king out?"

There seemed to be thousands of flowers competing in her heart, he didn't call her a palace maid, he was the prince, and he didn't give her a horse in person, but gave her respect. She nodded, carefully letting him follow her. At that time, she had the illusion that she was his favorite. After taking him out, he smiled softly at her and said, "Thank you, girl." ”

At that time, she was happy all night about this, lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Thinking about it, I hated myself for being so useless, and I forgot to ask if it was the prince, so I was so stupid to salute. But even if she had this idea, it was only a matter of moments, because love confused her mind.

Alas! If she thinks about it carefully, and uses her more flexible mind, she will know that in fact, she may not have anything at all. Because of that girl. It's just because of that girl.

Later, she learned that he was the god in everyone's eyes-Prince San, Wu Jing.

Her heart is not big enough, but she wants to finish everything about the prince of San.

afterward

She knew An Mu's desire.

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