Jun Yichen looked at the pretty woman in front of her, with a lilac long skirt, covered with light purple tulle, three thousand green silk was gently pulled up with only a white hosta, and the goose egg face was not powdered, beautiful and refined, and the smile was even more bright and moving.

In an instant, his heart trembled slightly at her smile.

His heart had not been in turmoil since the death of his mother.

Three years ago, he was famous all over the world, and his heart never fluctuated.

A year ago, at my father's birthday banquet, I saw the first beauty in the world, and my heart was not touched.

Now, but...

Xiao Ling felt that Jun Yichen's handsome eyes were looking at him, but when he looked closely, he found that he seemed to be thinking about something else through himself.

She was hit hard again, was she so unattractive? Does it make people feel bored to watch?

Shame, should she be a little self-aware?

So, Xiao Ling lowered his head, and moved towards Lei Xiang little by little, and when he was about to successfully move away from Jun Yichen's sight, he only heard his voice charming: "This king doesn't eat people." ”

Then, he turned around and strode away, dressed in white and snowy, with a tall posture and windless sleeves, and a single back made people think about it.

Feng Xuan also followed behind Jun Yichen, the black cloak behind him swept away, and his posture was free, which made Lei Xin, who had just raised his head, stunned.

Her eyes were stunned, and she was pulled by Lei Xiang before she came back to her senses, and then curtsy with Lei Xiang: "Congratulations to the prince." ”

Xiao Ling thought about it, and was slightly sluggish to learn from the two of them to curtsy: "The people's daughter sends off the prince." ”

It's so awkward, just say goodbye like modern times, there are so many rules.

But there is no way, who made him the prince, in ancient times, he was orderly and strict, and she still understood this.

And Jun Yichen heard a sentence: The folk girl sent off the prince, her steps paused, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and her face softened a lot, but he didn't notice it himself.

Looking at Jun Yichen's back as he walked away and then disappeared, Xiao Ling immediately sat down and lay on his stomach, beating his leg with his left hand, and his mouth was not idle.

"Whew, finally gone, I'm so tired from standing, don't you two feel it?"

Lei Xin clasped her hands around her chest: "The slave is not tired." ”

Lei Xiang: "Miss Ling, your injuries are still recovering, and it's normal to feel tired. ”

"By the way, why did you two lower your eyebrows just now?" Xiao Ling was puzzled.

Then he pointed at Lei Xin: "Especially you, aren't you usually bold?" ”

Lei Xiang said respectfully: "In front of the prince, the slave and maid dare not make a mistake. ”

Lei Xin: "Hehe, as long as it is in front of the prince, the courage of the slave and maid is only as big as the nail cover." ”

Xiao Ling pursed his lips and continued to lie on his stomach.

Thinking back to the scene of seeing Jun Yichen last time and this time, she felt that this man was born with a kind of admirable momentum, he just stood there and didn't speak, and it was better than a thousand words from others.

His cold and evil, cold and arrogant, black eyes were as dark as ink, unfathomable.

"No matter where you prince goes, there seems to be a layer of cold air around him, which makes people dare not approach easily, and now, adding another Feng Xuan is also cold, and the two of them can freeze to death together." Xiao Ling rubbed the goosebumps on his arm.

Lei Xin didn't care: "The prince is naturally cold, since the first time we met him, he was like this. Then he looked like a nymphomaniac, "Feng Xuan, that is cold and indifferent, and has a personality." ”

Lei Xiang shook her head helplessly and smiled.

Xiao Ling teased Lei Xin: "King Chen, that's a cold fan, Feng Xuan is purely pretending." ”

looked at Lei Xin's nymphomaniac, and commented: "Xinxin, do you like the type of Fengxuan?" Your prince is much better than Feng Xuan in terms of posture, personality, and appearance, why don't you be obsessed with your prince? ”

Lei Xin held her fair face with both hands, and her apricot eyes rolled: "The prince is like a god in the sky, unreachable, and unattainable, the slave and maid dare not blaspheme, Feng Xuan is the male god in the slave and maid's heart." ”

Yes, I have used all the modern words that Xiao Ling has said in the past few days, and I can quite apply what I have learned.

Ignoring the girl, Xiao Ling turned his head to look at Lei Xiang: "Xiangxiang, I'm so hungry, I want to eat." ”

Lei Xiang smiled and groaned: "It's noon, Miss Ling, you go to the room to eat some pastries to cushion your stomach first, and the slave maid will go and get the meal now." ”

"Oh, Lei Xiang, wait for me, I'll go too, I want to eat that crispy roast duck, braised pork ribs..."

Lei Xin read out delicious dishes one after another, sometimes comparing hands and feet, sometimes bouncing, and the mood was very happy.

Xiao Ling looked at Lei Xin's appearance and felt that she was really like Qin Wen, as lively and active, and as fond of eating.

If only time could be turned back······