Night.

Zhao Gulou took the immortal back to the East Palace.

Somehow, he really got interested in watching the dance.

In the empty dormitory, the only red candle was placed in front of the desk, and the candlelight flickered.

The prince sat behind the desk, dressed in a black robe, more martial and handsome than when he first met.

Xianxian changed into a gauze skirt, thought about it, and spun lightly.

Darkness and light are intertwined, and everything is like a dream.

Girls of this age, in fact, don't need to be so complicated and fancy dancing skills at all, every gesture, swing and turn, they are all charming.

Coupled with the natural flexibility of the body, and the slender waist that seems to break at a moment's notice, the girl's beauty is moving.

His fingertips tapped the drum on the desk.

The immortal's eyes were cunning, and the more he jumped, the closer he got to him. Then he kicked off his boots and stepped on the soft blanket with his snow-white bare feet.

As soon as she jumped onto the cold table, her movements were soft and charming, light as a sparrow, like a fairy who charmed the monarch, and made the young prince's heart move more than the dance offered in the palace in autumn.

When he saw the white feet, the size of a palm, he couldn't help but hold them, and whispered, "Aren't you afraid of the cold?" ”

"Don't be afraid." The girl laughed, tiptoed down in his palm, and made one last move, leaning into his arms and pulling off the belt around his waist.

The candle flame on the side of the desk was silently extinguished during her movements, and in the dark environment, the two were entangled.

The Dark Guard had advised him to trap her so that she would never escape, and he was glad he hadn't.

He couldn't help but kiss the corner of her lips.

From the meeting on the autumn night, the openness and honesty of the Wishing Lake, to the company of the Zongren Mansion, and finally the enclosure of Jingtai Mountain.

hesitated and hesitated, tossing and turning, and finally became her minister.

He was full of joy, full of joy, and had no regrets.

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Later, the envoy who finally arrived in the neighboring country heard that not long after he left—

Prince Zhao swept away the chaotic party, overthrew the emperor, and tilted the power of Zhao State, completely became the ruler of that land, and became a well-known figure in the world.

Not only that, but the envoy also heard that Prince Zhao and the Ninth Princess got married, and the wedding pomp was all exquisite, especially the prince's love for the princess.

The envoy took a breath.

Fortunately, he didn't offend Prince Zhao at the beginning and forcibly took the princess away...... Otherwise, wouldn't he be chased and killed by Prince Zhao Wanli?

On the day of the wedding, the fairy fairy phoenix crown was sent to the East Palace, but after a long time, he waited for the prince who pushed the banquet and came directly.

"Why did you come so soon?" The fairy was surprised.

"I want a cave room, how dare those people keep me?" He hooked his lower lip, with some casual tenderness, reluctant to get drunk, and made her wait too long.

was also reluctant to make her tired, so he helped her take off the heavy phoenix crown.

"The prince who has the power in the world uses his power to threaten others not to give you a wedding wine." Xianxian couldn't help laughing, and looked at him with a pair of apricot eyes, "Do you say you're naïve?" ”

He couldn't help but smile, his black jewel-like pupils were bright and soft, and he no longer had the cold and calm he once had, like a tamed and educated wolf, full of loyalty.

"It's okay for you to say anything, tonight, you have to listen to me." He pressed down the immortal, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of spring.

The red candle is bright and reflected in the window.

The winter night is bitterly cold, but there are voices that make people blush and warm their hearts echo in the East Palace.

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Postscript: From the palace, there is a dance called the Palm Dance.

It is said to be a good story from the ninth princess and the crown prince. The dance is extremely demanding for the dancers. And the ninth princess has a slender waist, which is really not a hand.

The ninth princess is the palm pet of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Thousands of pampered in one.

For the rest of his life, he only danced in the palm of His Highness.

An ignorant royal child asked, "Aren't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the princess brother and sister?" Why is it possible to get married. ”

Mama smiled: "That's another relationship." ”

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ps: This world is over, the next world ...... The choice is difficult, so I wish you all a happy start to school~

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