Mei Xiang quietly looked at Bai Ruotong's emaciated back, she didn't understand what Bai Ruotong meant, but she always remembered that her scarred back, what the princess experienced, was far from what she could imagine. ╔ ╗

"Lord, the princess sent someone to invite you to the backyard for dinner together. The door to the study was closed, and the guard stood in the doorway, weakly pleading.

Xuanyuan Che, who was buried in the folds, frowned, then stretched and replied lightly: "Got it." ╔ ╗”

Mei Xiang quietly looked at Bai Ruotong's emaciated back, she didn't understand what Bai Ruotong meant, but she always remembered that her scarred back, what the princess experienced, was far from what she could imagine.

"Lord, the princess sent someone to invite you to the backyard for dinner together. ╔ ╗ "The door of the study was closed, and the guards stood at the door, weakly pleading.

Xuanyuan Che, who was buried in the folds, frowned, then stretched and replied lightly: "Got it." ”

"Xuyang, send this letter to Putuo Temple, remember, to block. Xuanyuan Che pulled out a yellow envelope from the fold and threw it into the air casually. ╔ ╗

"Yes. At the moment when the envelope was thrown, a figure popped out of the shadows, and the envelope thrown into the air was fleeting.

Xuanyuan's dark eyes were as deep as an ice pool, and he quietly stared at the folds on the table, and in his sight, he saw only such a book:

Bai Ruotong, the imperial guard Bai Danfeng, his mother came from a brothel. ╔ Blood╗

The temperament is weak and condensed.,Bullied in the Imperial Guard.。

"Smack. Xuanyuan Che closed the fold heavily, the undercurrent in his deep eyes surged, and he couldn't help but recall that scene in his mind, Bai Ruotong could threaten herself, it seemed that she was not as told in the fold....

Xuanyuan Che leaned lazily back in the chair, a pair of good-looking eyes with curious colors, Bai Ruotong... It's not a simple woman, and it seems that it should be interesting. ╔ ╗

The osmanthus at the door of the wing room is blooming, the faint fragrance of osmanthus lingers on the tip of the nose, the stone table under the osmanthus tree is full of rich food, the moon slowly brightens up from the east, Bai Ruotong wears a water-blue Luo skirt, sitting quietly on the stone bench, a pair of big eyes are a little sluggish staring at the moon rising in the east, the breeze blows the skirt, Bai Ruotong's thin figure, looks like a lonely butterfly... Can't stand any wind and rain..

"The princess invited this king to come, not just to enjoy the moonlight. Xuanyuan Che's voice came from his side, like a gust of wind, and he couldn't distinguish between fiction and reality.

"Naturally not. Bai Ruotong put away the expression on his face, picked up the wine glass on the stone table and took a sip gently.

"You all retreat, I have something I want to tell the prince. ”

"Say it. The guards on his side all retreated, and Xuanyuan Che shook his sleeves and drank the wine glass on his side as if he was relaxed.

"I've been married for a few days, according to the old rules, I have to go back to my parents' house..."Bai Ruotong's eyes flashed, and he stared at Xuanyuan Che's actions tightly in every move.

"Hmm...," Xuanyuan Che's slender white fingers rubbed the smooth rim of the cup thinly, as if thinking, "That's how it should be." ”

"I think I'll go home tomorrow, and I hope the prince will go back with me. Seeing Xuanyuan Che's harmonious face, Bai Ruotong felt a little funny, there was no real relationship between them, they signed a contract, why did she care too much about his thoughts.

"What do you mean?" Xuanyuan Che still had a faint expression, and his side face was unusually beautiful against the contrast of the moonlight.

"The prince must already know everything about me, doesn't the prince want to see your real princess?" Recommended reading: - - -

(Tianjin)