Is the prince really your prince?

The system's words lingered in Fu Xin's mind for a long time.

"Princess, what are you thinking?" Isaac spoke to her warmly and served her a plate of pastries, "This is the best cake in our kingdom, blueberry cake." ”

Blueberry... She remembered the blueberry jam and bread that Lyle had handed her the first time he met her.

Fu Xin opened his mouth slightly and ate the blueberry cake, which did taste good, but as the most delicious cake in the kingdom, it felt similar to Lyle's blueberry jam bread.

"I'm wondering if there will be something that shouldn't belong to one person in the first place, and something else that really belongs to him, even if fate arranges ......it the other way around."

Fu Xin felt that he couldn't say it clearly, so he simply didn't say it.

However, Isaac thought about it seriously and then blurted out, "That's the mistake of fate." ”

Fu Xin was stunned: "Then do you think that person should look for what really belongs to her?" ”

"Go if you want."

Prince Isaac's cleverness is known to the world, but he just smiled at this time, and that warm smile made Fu Xin feel that he knew everything.

He and Lyle finally ended up in his mouth, "If you want, go for it." ”

Fu Xin fell into a fog, because she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Princess." Isaac smiled and said, "My father has set our wedding for the day after tomorrow, and I will go out of the palace in the next two days to personally deal with a political matter, if something happens, I can solve it after finding my father and queen mother." ”

"Hmm." Fu Xin responded lightly, and there was no fluctuation in his calm eyes.

Butterflies flew in from the window and landed in the palm of her hand.

Isaac was fascinated by the beautiful picture in front of him, and the harmonious coexistence of man and nature seemed to outline a different kind of beauty.

"Princess, I really like you."

Every word he said came from the heart, and Fu Xin knew it.

But his words didn't touch her heartstrings in the slightest.

For the next two days, as Isaac had said, he went out of the palace on errands.

By the next night, crows flew over the sky, and the wind swept in, and even the bustling court was full of chills.

Fu Xin was bored and said to the maid beside him: "The weather here is really changeable. ”

The maid smiled at her, but the smile didn't seem to reach her eyes.

She replied softly, "What is the matter?" This was not necessarily the case in previous years. ”

The sentence "probably something" made Fu Xin's eyelids jump for no reason.

Another gust of wind blew out an oil lamp in the far side of the palace.

Fu Xin only felt that his heartbeat was inexplicably faster, "Hey, you go and light the lamp." ”

"Okay."

The maid obediently responded, and turned to light an oil lamp in the distance.

At the moment when the firelight flickered, Fu Xin saw the cuffs of the maid with a dazzling sword.

Fu Xin was shocked, put his hand on the oil lamp beside him, and shouted calmly: "I'll rest for a while, you step down!" ”

The maid did not obey the order, and slowly walked towards her from a distance, frowning: "But His Royal Highness the prince said that he should protect you at all times, and then he ...... it."

Fu Xin's temples jumped suddenly, and he clenched the oil lamp in one hand.

The maid smiled coldly, and then said, "Besides, the queen is eager to kill you, and sent me to keep an eye on you, Your Highness Princess, look, how can I leave now?" ”

In the next second, the maid pulled out a knife from her cuff and rushed towards her!