He leaned his face gently against the girl's neck, his drooping eyelashes concealed the deep infatuation and paranoia inside.
I want to hug Sister Huang and never separate.
But he wants to clean up the surroundings first, sweep out the safest space, become the most powerful man, and then give the best everything in the world to Miss Huang.
He wants to hide her, like hiding his own treasure, to possess and enjoy it alone.
He now understands all the feelings he had in the past.
It turned out that it wasn't about "sister".
After understanding this feeling, the first thing that ushered in was separation. Jing Huai's eyes were deep, his fingers were around the girl's waist, and his thin lips curved gently.
Sister Huang... wait until I grow up.
We must never be separated again.
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In the twenty-fifth year of Zhihe, the Zhihe Dynasty signed an agreement with the State of Ye to return the impounded Princess Proton.
In the twenty-seventh year of Zhihe, the three-year-old imperial examination, the seventeenth prince, who was only fifteen years old, won the first place, and he has been fighting against the prince ever since.
In the twenty-ninth year of Zhihe, there was a war at the border, and the seventeenth prince personally took orders and led his troops to the expedition.
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Ye country.
In the resplendent palace, a young girl is lazily leaning on a soft couch, and the maids are carefully serving her, lest she accidentally offend the princess.
The crystal clear lychee was carefully placed into the girl's tender lips. Yu Chu raised his eyes and glanced at the nervous maid, took her hand playfully, touched it lazily, and said teasingly, "Well, the skin is so delicate. it is good."
The maid immediately blushed, lowered her head shyly and nervously: "His Royal Highness is joking..."
Everyone knows that Her Royal Highness likes to molest maids, but she has no choice but to let her molest her.
Now, Her Royal Highness the princess is no longer the proton princess who was brought back and looked down upon by everyone.
Returned to China at the age of fifteen, just four years...
"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived at—"
A thin communication sound came from outside the door, which interrupted the maid's thinking. She quickly restrained her expression, tried her best to control the blushing just now, and stepped back respectfully.
However, when the emperor came in person, the girl was only half lying on the soft couch, not at all ready to get up to greet her.
A middle-aged man stepped into the palace, saw the girl on the soft couch, and walked over immediately, with a kind and kind expression on his face, even a little flattering: "Chuchu, it's autumn, be careful, don't catch the wind."
Yu Chu nodded and didn't answer.
The emperor couldn't help hesitating for a while.
This scene may be unbelievable, but for the maids of Ye Kingdom's palace, they are all used to it.
It has only been four years since the princess came back, and everyone knows who is in charge of Ye Kingdom today.
Yu Chu glanced at the emperor.
The emperor of the Ye kingdom was idle, his harem was full of women who were planning to attack but had no political foresight, and his court was nothing more than an empty shell.
No wonder back then, he was forced to send the princess as a hostage. There seems to be something wrong with the emperor's health. There is no prince in the harem, and he only had a daughter like Xiang Chu back then, and she was sent away...
Yu Chu saw that he had something to say, but he was not in a hurry to ask. He still ate the fruit slowly.
The emperor held back for a while, but still worriedly said to his daughter: "Chuchu, have you heard about the war in the south? The seventeenth prince personally led the troops here..."
Yu Chu smiled: "It's not a fight with Ye Kingdom, we didn't participate, what's your father's anxiety?"