The prince looked back at Ling Chan, he softened his voice and said gently: "Ah Chan, don't be afraid, did you bully you when you were on the stage?" You name it, and I'll be mad for you. ”

Ling Chan looked up at him timidly, but shook her head and said in a low voice, "No...... It was I who was asking His Royal Highness King An for marriage. ”

“……”

He felt that he might be hallucinating.

His ears must be broken, right?

"It was me who was asking His Royal Highness King An to marry him, and His Royal Highness King An didn't bully me."

The jade-looking girl in front of him repeated it again, clear, cruel, and word for word poured into his heart

This is the girl who is happy with him, this is the person he told his mother and wants to stay with him for the rest of his life, he promised to marry her in a beautiful manner as a wife, and she blushed and said that she would wait for him......

Why is this happening?

He was incomprehensible, he couldn't take it.

The prince took a deep breath, pulled out a kind smile, ignored King An beside him, and only looked at the girl in front of him intently, "Achan, don't be afraid, no matter what happens, I will stand by your side, and I will protect your ......"

His voice trembled, and at the most inappropriate time, when there was a rival next to him sneering, he said the confession hidden in his heart: "I am pleased with you." ”

He softly sang the ballad of begging for his wife: "My fair lady, gentleman is begging...... I can't ask for it, I can't think about it, I think about it, I ...... toss and turn."

My Fair Lady, the ...... of Friends Bells and drums.

His Royal Highness the Prince, who is gentle and gentle, sings for her in a low voice, his black eyes are soft, like a pool of spring water.

Ling Chan couldn't help but clench the prince's slender fingers in her hand.

Her eyes grew red.

Seeing this, King An sneered, "Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still have a face?" What are you doing to someone else's fiancée? ”

Ling Chan's slender body trembled.

The joy and affection that overflowed in her eyes disappeared at this moment.

Slowly, slowly, she let go of the prince's hand.

Raising her head, she smiled weakly and bleakly, but firmly, like a female warrior who was wounded on the battlefield but still majestic, and rejected herself.

…… It was she who let go of his hand.

…… It was clear that she was going to turn her back on him.

Why are you red-eyed? It seems that he is the one who has been ruthlessly left behind?

Why do negative people make a false posture of grievance and sadness?

So he couldn't believe it.

He can't trust the person he loves, he is a cold-hearted person.

He should have a little more trust in the people he loves.

So he opened his mouth again to redeem it, "Ah Chan......"

The trembling, weak voice startled Taiji, but he insisted, "You can trust me, no matter what happens, I will be there for you." ”

"No, you can't."

Ling Chan looked at him with red eyes, but still firmly pushed his hand away.

The empty hand trembled in the air.

King An sneered on the side: "You don't have to be like this, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, are you shameless?" ”

He furrowed his dark eyebrows, looking at the girl who came to him, his eyes were also cold, there was no temperature, only a sneer: "This is your relationship?" It doesn't look good. ”

"And you," he pinched Ling Chan's fair and tender cheeks, his fingertips sinking deep into the soft cheeks, "a little madman." ”

He won't be soft-hearted anymore.

To her, he was just a tool to get out of trouble, and she couldn't bear to let his lover put him, a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

…… The butterfly in his heart died.

Who cares?

His afterglow saw the prince clenching his fists patiently.

He laughed harder and meanerly, like a clumsy and dispossessed actor, who could only try to provoke the audience to get a little twisted pleasure.

He said to Ling Chan: "You have to be good in the future, I don't like people with water-based poplars." ”

The thin girl in front of her was trembling, but she obediently showed a smile, "Okay, Your Highness." ”

The prince was expressionless, strode forward, and punched King An hard at this mean and nasty face.

King An was hit on the head by him, his teeth broke the corners of his lips, and a little blood flowed out, he looked ruthless, pressed the prince's shoulder and back with his backhand, and hit his knees, and his hard kneecaps pressed against the prince's soft waist and abdomen.

The two proud sons of heaven standing at the top of the Dayong Dynasty fought together in the blink of an eye, punching to the flesh and making fierce moves.

The masks that used to be personable have been torn off.

Ling Chan stood to the side with a pale face, her chest kept rising and falling, her breathing was rapid, and she was coldly critical in her mind:

[Have these two people not eaten enough? I don't have any strength at all, so I hit such a dead man? I bothered to do things, but I didn't do it to watch the kids play around. 】

[......] The system said with difficulty: [Chanchan, we won't overturn......]

It's so empty! I've never seen a host so keen to make trouble!

……

King An and the crown prince have gone from standing upright to rolling on the ground. Decency, etiquette, and rules are all forgotten by them.

The grievances from childhood to adulthood are all erupting at this moment.

At this moment, a voice came coldly: "What are you doing?" ”

It was as if yesterday at the Qionglin banquet had reappeared.

Emperor Qianhua's guard of honor stopped in the distance, and the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, revealing a cold face.

He sat in the sedan chair, like sitting on a dragon chair, with the sun, moon and stars in the palm of his hand.

Looking at it coldly, he was dressed in imperial majesty, and he couldn't breathe.

King An and the crown prince were separated, their crowns and robes were scattered, their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, and they were embarrassed.

Facing Emperor Qianhua's questioning, the two lowered their eyes and only said: "The son of the emperor lost his honor, please punish my father." ”

Emperor Qianhua sneered: "Jealousy for a woman, there are really yours!" ”

"Take the two highnesses back to the palace to think about it."

casually dealt with the prince and King An, who were not worry-free, and Emperor Qianhua looked at Ling Chan.

Ling Chan maintained a saluting posture, with a gentle and virtuous posture, thoughtful etiquette, neither humble nor arrogant.

"As for your ......" Emperor Qianhua stretched out his voice meaningfully, and his smile was unclear.

The prince and King An, who were pressed away by the eunuchs, were not worried about her, and tried their best to resist the force on their shoulders and back, and turned their heads to look at Ling Chan.

They saw Emperor Qianhua spread his palms to Ling Chan, and his voice was as gentle as spring rain, "Come here." ”

Just one eye.

The prince's heart froze.

He suddenly understood why Ling Chan's attitude had changed so much, why she would abandon the promise between them—she was indeed protecting him.

King An looked back expressionlessly, and he found that he was not surprised in his heart.

Ling Chan didn't want her sweetheart to carry the thunder, so she came to him, she didn't like him anyway, he was being cheap anyway.

She didn't care about his safety.

He already knew - there will be no pie in the sky, only a trap.

……

Their backs faded away.

Ling Chan stood in place, motionless, Emperor Qianhua was not annoyed, he smiled lightly and hugged Ling Chan, and played with the taste in a low voice: "You deliberately brought me here just to let me see this?" ”