"I've heard all the stories you told me before."

Ding Bao's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to button the button under him.

Si Yin lowered his eyes and looked at her and continued to ask.

"Why are you telling me stories?"

"I used to be at home, and I also liked to tell stories to my pigs, chicks, and lambs."

“……”

There was an eerie silence.

Si Yin stared at the top of her hair, fluffy, as stupid as his little pony, and would not do anything to please people, but would only blindly obey.

She was as obedient as it was, and seemed to listen to him in everything, but in fact her obedience was not just to him.

This feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

It's as uncomfortable as seeing your pony being petted by someone else.

Finally helped him put on his clothes, and Ding Bao hurriedly went back to the house to change into his dress.

There are many rules in the palace, and different occasions need to be dressed differently, with different accessories, and even different walking postures.

Layers of skirts around the waist, making the already tightly wrapped waist tighter on the body, Ding Bao was almost out of breath, the huge skirt was like a separation net, and the skirt was covered with a circle of skirt lining, this kind of dress could not be worn by a person at all, and when the complicated and heavy dress was put on, the rest of the shoelaces and hats had to be helped by others.

The last decoration was the necklace, the lake blue gemstone necklace was carefully held, and the maid stood behind Ding Bao and gently put it on for her.

The blue gem the size of a pigeon's egg was just pressed on her chest, heavy, and Ding Bao felt that her breathing was a little short, and she stared at the jewel in the mirror with a faint gaze, and her eyes were a little obsessed.

"The heart of the ocean in the Titanic is far worse than it."

Ding Bao liked it so much, she raised her hand and stroked it over and over again, her fingertips felt hard and cold to the touch, and she sighed slightly.

"It's beautiful."

"Like?"

She was answered by a voice from behind her.

Ding Bao didn't have to look back, and saw Si Yin being pushed over in a wheelchair from the mirror.

Most of his body is still immobile and can only do simple movements, so he now has to use a wheelchair to get around.

Ding Bao nodded.

She has told many lies in her life, but the only thing she doesn't say is: I don't love money.

She never hides her hobbies, and this openness makes Si Yin look at her with admiration.

He had seen before that the woman was often eyeing and salivating at his curtains.

But isn't this a woman?

The queen had also loved these shiny jewels and agate in the past, so it was only natural for him to accept Ding Bao's hobby.

"Take it if you like."

"But it's something the queen has sent."

"If she gives it to you, you will keep it, there will be no shortage of this kind of thing in the palace in the future, you can wear this and play with it first."

Si Yin's words became more and more fluent, and his tone gradually returned to the appearance of previous years.

Ten years ago, he was only eighteen years old, and he was in high spirits.

Ten years later, he still looks eighteen years old, but the breath on his body is more calm and restrained, but his voice can vaguely be heard to be the moist and bright of his youth, and his tone is slightly lowered, with a slightly ascetic temperament.

Ding Bao touched the gem in his neck again, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his good mood was not hidden at all.

Si Yin looked at her bright eyes, and knew in her heart why she was so happy.

Who wouldn't want to marry a husband who is in good health?

Now that he is gradually waking up, he is no longer the forgotten prince he used to be, and Ding Bao's identity will naturally rise with the tide, of course she is happy.

Si Yin still retains his previous habits, and secretly evaluates a person in his heart, and his evaluation of Ding Bao is.

Meek, cowardly, greedy for money, patient.

He is accustomed to control, and naturally he is accustomed to dividing everything in front of him into possessions.

Ding Bao is his possession.

He wants to know everything about her and control her completely.

When night falls, a few faint stars hang in the dark sky, and in the center of the huge hall, a gorgeous long table is placed in the center, with fresh melons, fruits and delicacies on the table, and delicate knives, forks and dishes are placed in front of everyone.

The king sat in the center of one end of the long table, with the queen next to him, and on either side of the table were the prince's seats.

There are a total of four princes in the palace, except for the eldest prince Si Tatar and the second prince Si Yin, the other two have all married and married the princess.

Sitting down according to age, next to Si Yin is Si Tar, the brothers look five points similar, both have blonde hair and blue eyes, and their faces are handsome, but the two who are only one year apart in age look like they are two generations.

Si Yin's appearance is already more delicate and perfect, and his appearance is maintained at the age of eighteen, so sitting with Si Tatar makes him more and more handsome and dusty, and his every move attracts everyone's attention.

The queen looked at her second son, and couldn't help but feel a wave of doubt in her heart.

Si Yin seems to be the best of the four children, why is she not impressed with this son?

The queen couldn't remember anything about Si Yin's childhood, but looking at the man sitting in front of her, the maternal love in her heart exploded like a flood that burst the embankment.

In the past ten years, she has snubbed Si Yin.

Such a good child, how can she leave it aside?

The more the queen thought about it, the more guilty and sad she felt, and simply ordered someone to push Si Yin to sit next to her.

"Good boy, come here, let me see you."

The king also came to him, and his heart was no different from the queen's thoughts, and he was bent on making amends to his poor second son.

A good banquet instantly became a good time for their family of three, and the remaining three sons were completely ignored by the king and queen, and the three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the discomfort on each other's faces.

Ding Bao was still sitting in his original position, next to the princess of the third prince, the other party was elegant and dignified, and he raised his glass to drink with Ding Bao from time to time.

The princesses drank fruit wine made by the chef, the alcohol content was not high, and it was sweet and tasteful to drink.

Ding Bao had never drunk this kind of wine, and at first he only drank it as juice, and it was not until the third glass that he heard Bazahei reminding him in his ear.

"This has a degree, how much can you drink?"

Ding Bao heard this, picked up the golden cup and put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

I still can't smell the slightest bit of alcohol.

She drinks an average amount of alcohol, and in real life, she can not drink it, but she doesn't know how much alcohol the original owner's body has.

Anyway, Ding Bao doesn't feel much now.

"I'm like a fish in your lotus pond, just to wait for the white moonlight with you, swimming past ......"

"Ding Bao, you're drunk."

"How do you know?"

"Because you sing so loudly, and it's hard to hear."

Bazahei is not human, so he has no idea what the subtlety and euphemism of the human world is.