Affectionate little lady

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The door slammed shut.

Shui Lian backed out silently, her body was very soft, her footsteps were light and light, when she walked forward, she felt her feet were deep and her feet were shallow, and she couldn't find her way, even the lights of Luohua Hall became so dim...

She didn't take a few steps, but she was not reconciled. She leaned against the big tree and looked in the direction of Jiaofangdian. [

It’s not Yingge Yanwu, nor the fragrance of wine and meat—just light music, high mountains and flowing water, a cup of tea, and night talks with candles—she is not the princess of Che Liguo, and she doesn’t twist her waist and limbs full of sensuality—such aesthetic taste, It is in line with His Majesty's elegance and His Majesty's aesthetics.

In fact, she already knew about all this...

At this moment, she was not sad for Shui Qing, but as if she was sad for herself.

Such a princess, such an occasion, such a man...

Sending a Shuiqing to get such a princess, you say, you are His Majesty, how would you choose? ? ? ?

She is not reconciled.

She is alone in Shangshan Palace.

His Majesty came back very early, apparently did not stay too much in Jiaofang Hall.He lived by his principles, and he didn't do anything to give anyone an excuse.

She knelt at the door, and when he passed by, her voice was a little indifferent: "Shui Lian, what are you doing here again?"

She didn't want him to summon Pingshen, and she didn't care about etiquette, so she followed him into the door in three or two steps.

There were only two people in the room, and the air was very heavy.

Her voice was full of pleading: "Your Majesty, please, Shuiqing is not willing to make a kiss... She is still young, she is not sensible at all..."

"I have already announced it to the world, and it cannot be changed."

The voice was very cold and ruthless——she suddenly had an illusion—that night in Luohua Palace—it seemed like a dream—Your Majesty, a scumbag—a man who is afraid of the dark—as if he had done it himself. A strange dream—wounded, out of my mind, unable to distinguish reality from dream—

No no no, the man hugging himself is not real, no.

At least not the man in front of me.

Because of the injury, hallucinations appeared in the brain, and I mistakenly believed that the dream was real... Even Ye Ting Prison, that inn, the person I killed by myself... It was all a dream - I woke up from a big dream and realized Xiao, mistakenly thought that there was a lingering scene in the dream...

In fact, His Majesty has never appeared in Luohua Palace in the past few days.

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