The bride of the wedding night: refusing to marry the princess

Chapter 153 A Troublesome Action Actually Became a Stepping Stone 1
I laughed when I heard this, it was exactly what I wanted, but why did my steps become so heavy?Lifting the footsteps is like lifting a heavy boulder?

At a speed close to tortoise speed, I returned to the colorful room absent-mindedly, and I didn't care whether I would get wet dye on my body, so I just lay on the bed with all my clothes on.

I should be happy, shouldn't I?

What she said was exactly what I wanted. I don't need to be a princess, I can travel to all places and see all the beautiful scenery without restraint, not to mention being locked up in this place, which is rare every few years.

But why didn't I feel any joy, and even my whole mind was blank.

Ah... so annoying!

Apart from being restless, I can no longer lie on the bed with peace of mind. Maybe I should find something to divert my attention.

Immediately a good candidate appeared in my mind, and after making up my mind, I rushed out of the room and out of the Prince's Mansion.

In the meantime, because I was too eager, I didn't notice that when I rushed out in a hurry, Qi Zelin's mother saw the colorful colors on my back. She actually changed her original intention and thought that I still need to be further observed. s right.

The next thing that happened made her more sure that it was a very normal thing for her to change her mind, and I happened to be too gifted to be a princess.

If I knew, I would definitely not do anything unnecessary and make myself an excellent candidate for the crown princess.

"Old man, are you there?" After three gentle knocks on the door, I obediently stood outside the door and called out in a normal voice.

There was no answer from the door, so I continued knocking, this time shouting louder.

"Girl, haven't I already told you? After I give you the dye, you will never come here again." Seeing me knocking on the door one after another, without any intention of giving up, the old man finally came out and opened the door.

"Old man, please take me in with your heart. I'm in a bad mood and I have nowhere to go, so just let me come here." I pitifully exaggerated my own misery.

I thought confidently: "The old man is not a hard-hearted person, it is impossible to see death without saving him."

(End of this chapter)