Speaking of the back, I gradually couldn't sort out my thoughts, and I seemed to have said a lot in the haze, and Qin Mo responded to me with one or two words. He stopped calling me Your Majesty, probably because he thought I was drunk.

Hmph, I didn't expect it, I heard him call me princess. When I was dizzy and sleeping in his arms, I heard him call me several times princess, saying that he liked me since I picked him up, and said that he used to have low self-esteem and now he can finally stand by my side in the light, and asked him if he could always be with me in the future.

I was annoyed by his reading, and reached out to cover his mouth, which was expected to be cold, but I didn't expect his mouth to be soft. I was surprised, but I said impatiently: "Can you do it, when did you talk so much?" ”

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly hugged me tightly, his cold lips brushing against my sideburns, and I was strangled with a white eye.

I'm afraid that if it's not a confession, he actually wants to kill the king?

A baker's dozen. Qin Mo was outside

The first time I met the princess, it was in the suburbs.

Before I met the princess, I was just a little beggar dressed in rags and hungry. Every cold winter, almost half a life is lost.

No one would come near me, and most people would run away in disgust and even kick me in anger when they saw me.

Except for the princess, when she first saw me, she was first startled by the bloody dirt all over my body, and I was afraid of the fierce guards around her, and when I tried to get away, she stopped me.

She wiped my face with a clean handkerchief, and asked the maid to stuff me with something to eat, and perhaps seeing that the wounds on my body were too bluffing, she took me back to the princess's mansion and invited the best doctor to treat my wounds.

In my limited life, I have been fortunate to see many beauties, including orchids with swaying styles outside the Seychelles, heroic heroines, and ladies in Beijing who are weak and willow-supporting.

But it's not as good as a princess, it's a feeling I can't describe, as if as long as she is willing, even if there are no bones left in the end, and I will go to eighteen layers of hell after death, I am willing.

But I didn't dare to say it to her, I only dared to stand silently behind her, staring at her, little by little, carving her figure into my mind.

I practice day and night, I want to one day, I can stand by her side calmly, I know her ambition, and I am willing to stand behind her forever to support and accompany her.

It took me eight years to get there.

In the past eight years, I have been stabbed through the lower abdomen by enemy generals, and I have also been ridiculed and ridiculed by the soldiers of the same battalion, who have stepped on my injured leg and called me just a coward.

I didn't waver until at the reception, when I watched the princess surrounded by a crowd of people, and she seemed to be smiling happily, but the wine in her glass was never full.

I followed her to the Imperial Garden, she was probably very drunk, and she swayed from side to side, and I didn't dare to get too close to her, so I had to follow her a few steps behind.

She laughed at me and annoyed me, I had been separated from her for eight years, and I had so much to say, but I didn't know where to start, and she fell drunk in my arms in hesitation.

I never dared to have such a scene before, but on such a breezy night, the person I had liked for eight years fell asleep in my arms.

I hugged her like a rare treasure, and I didn't dare to use any strength for fear that she would be broken. Xu was overwhelmed by joy, and I knew that she couldn't hear her, so I babbled a lot. From the moment she picked me up, she talked about the eight years I left Shangjing and was stationed on the frontier.

However, she soon woke up, and the first thing she did when she woke up was to cover my mouth and make me noisy.

I didn't take her hand away, I thought, God still cares for me.

I couldn't see her face clearly in the night, but I could feel her real temperature, and I heard her say impatiently, "Can you do it, when have you been talking so much?"

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that it was I who asked her: "Princess, can I always be with you?" ”

I can't describe my mood at this time, as if a child who has been abandoned has been picked up and returned to the happiest family in the world, I want to say something, but my lips keep trembling, and my voice can't make a sound.

I hugged her so hard that I wanted to melt her into my blood.

If I had known that she would have been stunned by me, maybe I would have been more careful.