Affectionate little lady

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At that time, his lips were still pressed against hers—there was no distance like this, and she didn’t have the tone of her laughing at him before—only the masculinity of a man who returned from the battlefield. ()

In fact, he didn't have a serious tone at that time - it's just that she was vicious!

A mean and vicious little loli.

She sneered at him unscrupulously, teased him, rectified him, and watched him embarrass himself like a foolish wretch... secretly, laughing and laughing...[

At that time, she was the real her.

It wasn't the soulless and lifeless court lady he saw in the palace later, who only knew how to live according to the palace rules...

Finally, he pushed her away.

The two people were silent, even separated by a long distance - the distance of a quilt, a bed - isolated him and her within the rules of the world - only the distance between a prince and a concubine.

It's just the distance between a little uncle and a sister-in-law.

The sun shines in from outside the window.

When she raised her head, she saw the sun falling on the third prince's face.Just like him, full of an incredible magic power, just like the exclamation in her heart when she saw him for the first time: God, there is such a beautiful child in this world.

In her life, inside and outside the court, she had never seen such a beautiful man.The real allure of the city and the country is stunning and peerless.

But—at that time she called him a little boy—a sissy boy with red lips and white teeth.

Instead of the current man who lost all his mother.

Is it the years and experiences that make people change?

Is it the battlefield and the grinding that make people change? ? ?

At that time, she actually looked a little crazy - not because of his appearance, but because of his concern and redemptive eyes - when she was at her worst, he was the only one who was trying his best to save herself.

She sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

This man who was teased by him in every possible way—this man who had accompanied him to escape from prison.

In his most difficult time, only he came to visit him.

She burst into tears: "Third Prince... Don't come close to me, I will infect you..."

He laughed, silently, with that kind of pity, compassion and kindness... But, this smile quickly changed, and that faint sarcasm was on his lips again.

He stood up, took a step back, and put the bowl aside casually, as if the action just now had never existed. [