The pink queen is a thief: the emperor should be calm

Chapter 477 [Fantasy is so obsessed 2]

I like to sit under the tree and watch the pear blossoms in a comfortable pear garden, but the pear trees in the pear garden are all bare this season. I am a little sad, but the trees are still pretty, and I can't help touching them.

I really want to offer a stick of incense to my parents and tell them that I am doing well.

But the prince didn't let me go out, let alone go back to the place I used to be. He wanted me to sever everything I had before. In desperation, I could only miss them in my heart, watching the stars at night and speaking my heart.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking? It's very windy here, don't stand here and blow the wind."

"Did it cause you trouble?"

When others talk to me, I always feel very nervous and can't help but lower my head. Although I am already a princess, I don't feel that I have much superiority than others, and I am even more humble.

"Your Majesty, you have not troubled anyone. Serving Your Majesty is what a servant should do."

I followed her wishes and went to the room to avoid the cold. I had nothing to do all day, either eating or sleeping, and then strolling around the yard. I was looking forward to the prince talking to me, but he didn't come often.

Even when they came, there was never any communication, just sitting next to me and watching me while drinking.

Sometimes he covered his face and sobbed softly when he was sad, and sometimes he hugged me tenderly when he was happy, but I knew he didn't want to hug me, he was thinking of another woman.

Maybe it was the woman I replaced.

But even so, I don’t mind, even if I’m treated as a substitute, I don’t regret it for the rest of my life, because without knowing it, I still fall in love with the sad one, the crazy one, the depressed one, the joyful one, the happy one he…………

As long as I hold him or let him hold me, I will be satisfied and I will be happy. I don't care who he really loves.

If one day I will leave him, it must be when I die.

How important he is to me, he doesn't feel it himself.

I dress and fold quilts for him, I worry about him, I touch every bit of my heart for him, even if he doesn't realize it, as long as he has a smiling face, I can be happy for a long time.

(End of this chapter)