Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 229: The seventh princess of the weakling prince (46)

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On the day after the sealing, heavy snow fell and ice covered the area for ten miles.

But she didn't feel cold at all, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of crabapple flowers. He stood on the high platform and extended his hand to her.

When the breeze blows, the falling cherry bells on my waist jingle, which is crisp and sweet, extremely pleasant to the ear.

She raised her hand slightly, only to feel a scorching heat, and was held by the other party with a little force.

Such strength seemed to prove to her.

He was finally no longer the weakling prince, but someone who could stand by her side and protect her all the time.

From now on, the city wall was built to embrace her.

At that moment, it was as if a brilliant begonia flower was blooming in her heart, and she was smiling from ear to ear.

In fact, she doesn't care about status or wealth.

As long as Chu Nanxian is alive, every minute and every second in his life will be a happy time.

Just like her days in Prince Chu's Mansion, she still felt so warm in her heart during the fleeting years.

But it seems that something has become different...

For example: the strength to hold her, the depth of kissing her, sleeping...

One day, Luo Qingchen was lazily leaning on the soft couch, thinking of taking a good nap and catching up with Duke Zhou.

Unexpectedly, their father came back, oh no, their emperor!

However, she was still used to calling him "grandpa" and couldn't change it.

Chu Nanxian didn't care at all about these titles, although he would rather hear her call him husband.

She half-squinted her eyes, looking at the dusty figure walking in front of her, with a familiar aura on her body, slowly approaching her.

"Qingqing—" a warm voice came, and slightly cool fingertips slowly landed on her cheek. The visitor smiled softly and said lovingly: "Why are you so sleepy lately!"

Hearing the word 'drowsiness', Luo Qingchen couldn't help but wailed in her heart!

Singing and singing every night, gentle and lingering. She didn't sleep at night, so of course she was sleepy during the day!

Is she a normal person? It's not like the powerful Master of Junxie Pavilion, who has this kind of climax seven or eight times a night.

She said: This is physical work, very hard, okay

At this moment, this is what she has to do!

Pretend to sleep!

Pretend to sleep!

Pretend to sleep!

The next second, Chu Nanxian picked her up by the waist! Relaxed and contented, not as pale and sweaty as before.

"Qingqing, I think you have lost weight recently and have become lighter..."

Someone thought in his mind: If I don’t sleep well every night and suffer from severe lack of sleep, can I gain weight

"It's all my fault. I've been a little busy with government affairs recently, so I have less time to spend with you..."

Someone said in his heart: Of the twelve hours in this day, they spent at least ten of them together. Isn't that too little

"Qingqing, I was wrong. I will stay with you every day from now on."

Someone said in his heart: Σヽ(?Д?;)?Nani

In an instant, he gently laid her on the soft couch. His brows moved slightly, his thin lips whispered softly: "I know you're not asleep."

"Master!" The next second, Luo Qingchen turned around, escaped from his arms, grabbed the quilt on the soft couch and wrapped it around herself, and said with a pair of watery shimmering lights: "Master, I'm sleepy..."

Chu Nanxian looked at him as if he was aggrieved and said, "If you didn't help me give birth to a little prince earlier, how could we live in seclusion in the mountains and forests and get rid of Nian Nian. From now on, we can live a quiet and happy life!"

What! Prince

Luo Qingchen cleared her throat and said, "Master - this... this is a big plan, we will discuss it later."

This kind of thing must be allowed to be slow for her! She couldn't forcefully ask for it again and again. Her back ached and she was very tired!

"Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, his eyebrows moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth formed a thick smile. With the quilt wrapped around her, he pressed her firmly under his body, and his hot lips instantly attached to her pink lips, kissing her firmly.

ah? what happened? Did she say something wrong? (To be continued)