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Chapter 557 Prince, do you dare to marry?

Chapter 557 Prince, do you dare to marry? (66)

His health was already bad, and if he didn't get sick once, his health would get worse.

If it goes on for a long time, even if the heart knot is opened, the body will collapse.

Tangxi had a sad face, and rushed to the imperial garden in a hurry.

From a distance, I could see the figure sitting quietly in the pavilion.

Tall and tall, like the handsome young man in troubled times.

It's just too thin, too flimsy.

Tangxi walked quickly into the pavilion, only to realize that he was wearing a fluffy cape when he got close.

It was a relief.

The tighter the package, the lower the chance of getting sick.

My heart was relieved, and my steps were a little heavier.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mo An, who was drowsy, woke up instantly, and looked back at her, the corners of her lips raised reflexively, and her eyes were bright.

But he immediately realized that he was too unreserved, the corners of his lips were forced down, his thin lips were stretched, and he looked cold and indifferent.

"You came."

"Yeah." Tangxi stepped forward, sat next to him, scratched his head: "Sorry, I'm late, you've waited a long time."

There was no excuse, no explanation, anyway, the result was that she was late, so don't pay too much attention to the process.

"No." Mo An also looked calm.

It seemed that he was not the one who was waiting to fall asleep just now.

Tangxi looked at him helplessly, then suddenly reached out her hand.

Mo An subconsciously dodged for a while, he was not used to being close to others, but he dodged halfway and stopped abruptly.

Let Tangxi's hand reach out.

His heart beat faster, his crow feather-like eyelashes trembled uneasily, even so, he didn't hide, maybe it was because of trust.

Trust that she will not hurt himself, and trust that he will show his most vulnerable place in front of her.

Tangxi's hand lightly touched the top of his head, very lightly, almost imperceptibly.

Take it back with just one touch.

Mo An blinked, feeling an inexplicable loss in her heart.

Pursing her lips, she saw Tangxi put her hands in front of his eyes, and spread them out.

On the palm of her white palm, there is a petal, which is light yellow, and there are fine fluffs when viewed from a close distance, and the edge is slightly curled, which is very beautiful.

Her palms are even more beautiful.

Mo An's eyes lingered on her palm for a while, then retracted guiltily, and landed on the petal.

Before he could ask, Tangxi blinked: "This is taken from your hair."

"... Oh." Mo An was not interested, and looked away.

But Tangxi took it back silently, stuffed it into his cuff, and prepared to go back and put it away.

Patting her cuffs in satisfaction, she said: "It's getting late, can I tell you two more stories?"

"Okay." Mo An nodded obediently, without any objection.

Really good.

Tangxi's heart softened and turned into sugar water. She took out a piece of sugar from her purse and stuffed it into her mouth.

This is not the first time she ate candy in front of Mo An.

It's because of trust, knowing that her candy packaging is incompatible with this era, and she never hides it.

He never asked, never told anyone.

It's just that every time his gaze always stays on her lips for a moment, then he looks away as if nothing had happened.

Does he want to eat?
Tangxi turned her eyes, endured the pain, grabbed two pieces of candy from her purse and handed them over: "Would you like to try it?"

Not soft and not strawberry flavored.

As expected, Mo An stared at the two pieces of candy without moving his eyes.

Although Tangxi felt sorry for Tang, as long as he could like it, it was worth giving Tang away.

Money is hard to buy He smiled, two candies, nothing to care about.

Sansheng: ...

Before you say this, please let go of your hand covering your heart.

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Tangxi felt his heart was bleeding, watching the boy clumsily unwrap the candy wrapper and stuff the hard and sweet candy into his mouth, the blood in his heart was even more joyful.

The boy sucked on the candy, and he had never tasted the sweet taste, especially the taste of orange.

He had never eaten such candy.

The boy's eyes were full of novelty, he ate carefully, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly because of satisfaction, like a cat being fed.

Tangxi looked at it, and the pain in his heart disappeared instantly.

Looking at the young man in a daze, he even forgot the pain in his heart.

Maybe she was watching too intently and her eyes were too hot.

On the contrary, Mo An noticed it. He raised his eyes and looked at Tang Xi, with pure doubts in his eyes, those eyes that could talk seemed to say - what do you think I am doing?
Killed me!

Tangxi clutched her throbbing heart.

Taking a deep breath, he let himself escape from his eyes.

Tilting his head slightly: "I, let me tell you a story."

After speaking, let's start talking.

Just something different.Today's speech is particularly urgent, and I still stumble a bit, often saying the wrong thing.

Mo'an was a bit puzzled with sugar in his mouth.

Marshal Ning, what happened?
Could it be that there is some problem encountered?
Before he could figure it out, he was involuntarily immersed in the story, unable to extricate himself.

As for the mistakes, they are all small mistakes and do not affect the overall situation of the story.

Still thrilling, ups and downs, people get stuck and can't extricate themselves.

Because it was told quickly, the second story came to an end when the sun still had some distance to go down.

There is not enough time left to tell a new story.

Mo An frowned slightly, seeming a little regretful.

Tangxi hates him frowning the most, if possible, I hope he will be happy for the rest of his life without any worries.

This is of course impossible.

What Tangxi can do is to do his best to make his troubles less, and less.

His current troubles are caused by the story... It's simple.

Tangxi put his hand into his sleeve, but he actually took something from the ring.

It was a book, which she had been writing three years ago, and it was nothing but the stories of her going to war.

Every time a credit is made, there will be one more story above.

At first, it was because he was afraid that he would not be able to return to the capital, so he asked someone to bring the book back to him, so that he could satisfy his hunger.

Unexpectedly, in the past three years, no one has returned to Beijing, so they have been put on hold.

This time when she returned to the capital, she had countless opportunities to hand him the book, but she never handed it out.

Because this is the reason they date every day, if you give him the book, it's like cutting off their reason for meeting completely.

Tangxi was not so stupid.

And now hand it over because they won't have the chance to meet again in the next half month.

Tangxi couldn't help but think of what the queen said when she left the imperial study.

"The wedding is approaching. These days, you should not meet Mo An again. It's unlucky. Remember, you are absolutely not allowed to meet again before you get married. If you want to grow old with him and live happily ever after."

After the queen finished speaking, she reiterated it again.

It can be seen how much she takes it seriously.

Tangxi is not superstitious, but she would rather be cautious about this.

So she won't see him for the next half month.

This book comes in handy at this time.

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