Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 228
The third princess sat on the side, and glanced at the little boy beside her with her big eyes from time to time.

A child's temper comes and goes quickly, and she feels bored after a while.

She held a bamboo dragonfly and approached the young boy flatteringly: "Brother, let's play with bamboo dragonflies and see whose dragonfly can fly higher, okay?"

The little boy said with a cold face: "Not good."

She picked up the little windmill again: "Then how about we play with the windmill and see whose little windmill spins faster."

The little boy still had a cold face: "I don't want to play."

She was a little frustrated, and reached for the bamboo flute, "Brother, can you play the tune for me?"

"Not good." The little brother gave her a cold look: "Can you stop talking, it's very noisy."

The third princess was stunned, but the little brother had already turned his back, as if he didn't bother to talk to her.

Sitting there alone, she suddenly felt a little sad.

She originally came to Los Angeles with her elder brother, but his elder brother was very busy and didn't have time to accompany her.

The second brother has time, but he doesn't want to accompany her.

The second brother thought she was noisy, and always said that she was a follower who couldn't get rid of her.

The little brother in front of him, who had only met once, also disliked her and said she was noisy.

Is she really so loud and annoying?
The third princess thought about it, and couldn't help but shed tears, sobbing and sobbing.

Hearing the voice, the little boy turned his head and saw her crying with tears in his eyes, and for a moment, he panicked for a moment.

He asked her a little bluntly, "Why are you crying?"

"You all despise me and don't like to play with me. Woohoo"

The third princess lifted up her little sleeves to wipe away her tears, hiccupping from crying, "I miss my royal father, and my queen mother. Woohoo"

She wiped the snot with her sleeve, then wiped the tears streaming down her lips.

When the sleeve rubbed against the corner of his mouth, the expression on the young boy's face was quite indescribable.

He sat silently for a while, seeing that she kept crying and couldn't sit still.

"That," he picked up the bamboo flute, "shall I play a tune for you?"

The third princess cried for a while, and looked at him through her tearful eyes.

With the flute on his lips, the young boy began to play the tune.

The tune was taught by Miss Zhong just now, it is a farewell song often played when seeing off Lingguo, and the tune is a bit sentimental.

Before the song was finished, the little girl was already crying like rain, and she cried even more sadly.

The young boy had to stop playing the tune, put down the bamboo flute, and changed to a windmill.

At that time, the sun was setting and the wind had stopped, and the windmill was motionless.

The little boy frowned speechlessly and remained silent for a moment.

His eyes swept across the bamboo dragonfly, then the third princess who couldn't stop crying, and finally opened his mouth reluctantly.

"Don't you want to compete with me to see whose bamboo dragonfly can fly higher?"

He picked up the bamboo dragonfly and shook it, "Is it better?"

The little girl ignored him and cried convulsively.

The little boy said: "Forget it. You will definitely lose. It's better not to compete."

When the little girl heard this, she stopped crying immediately, and stared at him fiercely with teary eyes: "Who said that? I won't lose! I will definitely win against you!"

The corner of the boy's lips curled into an invisible arc: "Who loses and who wins will only be known after the competition."

The little girl stood up after a "crack": "Compare! Hmph, I will definitely win!"

That evening, the little boy accompanied the third princess to compete dozens of times with bamboo dragonflies, and the little princess won almost every time.

It wasn't until the maid of the third princess came to look for the third princess that the contest finally came to an end.

The third princess looked up at him arrogantly: "Now, you should be convinced, right?"

The young boy nodded perfunctorily with a blank face.

The third princess followed the maid for a few steps, then turned around and ran over, tugging at his robe, looking up at him with her small face: "Brother, I will come here tomorrow to find you and big brother to play, okay? "

He was tempted to say "no".

However, thinking of how she was crying endlessly just now, she reluctantly nodded.

On the second day, the little boy naturally didn't come.

He didn't want to come, and in fact couldn't.

Because that night, he and Miss Zhong went to the banquet hosted by the eldest brother Qin Shi'an of the third princess with Ling Chengji. Qin Shi'an was poisoned and fell into a coma.

The father of the third princess, Emperor Qin Chong, ordered someone to take Ling Chengji away, and imprisoned the mission of the Ling Kingdom in the residence of the palace.

The young boy was imprisoned in his residence, so he naturally didn't know that the third princess was waiting for him and Miss Zhong here until dark.

Moreover, I waited for several days in a row.

The original owner basically forgot about this memory.

After her elder brother Qin Shi'an passed away, she became seriously ill, and Los Angeles was the place she deliberately avoided in her memory.

So she had long forgotten that in the Los Angeles palace, she had met a big brother who made windmills and bamboo dragonflies for her, and a little brother who had no choice but to accompany her to fly bamboo dragonflies many times.

It was through recalling the plot in the book that Qin Luoyu remembered that the third princess had met Ling Junxing ten years ago.

She thought that Ling Junxing had already forgotten this little episode. After all, there were too many things that happened in Los Angeles that left him unforgettable.

Just a little girl who pestered him to compete was not enough for him to remember.

Qin Luoyu didn't expect that Ling Junxing would suddenly bring up the incident at that moment.

In other words, he still remembers that evening ten years ago?
He also always knew that he and the third princess met each other ten years ago?

"You were young at that time, so you might not remember it. At that time in the Los Angeles palace, there was a big brother who made you a windmill and a bamboo dragonfly."

Ling Junxing said, "In fact, she is not a big brother, but a sister. Her name is Zhong Ying, and she was buried in this mass grave."

Qin Luoyu was silent, not knowing how to answer his words.

Fortunately, Ling Junxing seems to have mistakenly thought that she had forgotten those things, and did not expect her to answer.

His eyes fell in the distance, and he said slowly: "If she is still alive, she should be my eldest sister-in-law now."

His voice was very calm in this silent night.

It seems to be just narrating a trivial matter.

However, Qin Luoyu knew that this calmness was the result of how many days and nights Lingjun had been walking, and was tempered by repeated painstaking efforts.

Ten years ago, because of the Four Kingdoms Alliance, the official delegation of the Ling Kingdom visited Los Angeles with a total of [-] members.

Except for Ling Chengji and Ling Junxing who escaped from the Great Qin Kingdom by feigning death, everyone else died tragically in prison.

Of the more than [-] guards, maidservants, and handymen who accompanied him, except for a few who survived by luck, none of the others survived.

The impact of the changes in Los Angeles ten years ago on Ling Junhang was far beyond anyone's imagination.

Qin Luoyu hesitated for a moment, thinking that he should make a statement: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry."

Ling Junxing withdrew his absent-minded gaze, and his eyes fell on the girl's face. The originally cold and indifferent eyes softened a little.

"You don't have to say sorry to me."

"It's not you who should say sorry," he said.

The ones who should say sorry are the criminals behind the scenes who manipulated this conspiracy.

It was those who did not hesitate to poison the eldest son of Emperor Qin to death in order to sabotage the peace agreement and alliance, and even wanted to kill her.

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