The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 70
Unexpectedly, Prince Rui actually proposed to him, his pretty face was blushing and his heart was beating loudly.

This is going too fast, right? I just confessed my love, and I'm about to get married?

Although I like him very much, I haven't thought about marrying him yet, and he actually kissed him, and my whole body is stiff and unable to move.

Prince Rui felt the shyness and trembling of the woman in his arms, and tightened his arms around Mo Ziyuan. Mo Ziyuan groaned, feeling that his bones were about to be crushed by him.With his lips parted slightly, his tongue seized the opportunity to pry open her cherry lips, and drove straight in. He wanted to taste it lightly, but he didn't want the fragrance of the woman Rulan to be like fresh and clean sweet-scented osmanthus honey, which made his lips and teeth fragrant, sweet enough to make his body hot, He became more and more addicted, deepening the kiss, greedily absorbing her fragrance.

His lips were soft and cold, and the familiar ambergris came over her, gradually relaxing her tense nerves. Mo Ziyuan was so intoxicated that she forgot to struggle, closed her eyes tightly, and deeply Responding to him, it turns out that kissing the person I like can be so suffocatingly wonderful, it seems that I am really indulging in his tenderness this time.

"Pa..." Fireworks appeared in the night sky like shooting stars, colorful and colorful.

The two people who were intoxicated were awakened by the sound. Mo Ziyuan shyly turned her head away, looked at the fireworks in the sky, and smiled, "My lord, this servant specially prepared it for you, do you like it?"

"From now on...you will no longer be a servant in front of this king!" Prince Rui watched the fireworks flying in the sky, gently embraced her from behind, and kissed her hair.

Mo Ziyuan felt as light and light as falling into the clouds, as if there was a sweet and cool wind passing over her heart, she couldn't help but lightly raised her right hand and pinched her face vigorously, until she felt pain on her face, she didn't feel at ease. It's not Nankeyimeng.

Seeing her move, Prince Rui was puzzled and said, "Girl, what are you doing? Doesn't it hurt?"

Mo Ziyuan smiled awkwardly, "It hurts me to know, so I'm not dreaming!"

"Silly girl, how can I let you bully someone whom this king is reluctant to bully!" Prince Rui hugged her, seeing her happy appearance, ripples appeared in his heart.

His words are like honey, making people feel comfortable and refreshed.

"My lord, will I cause you trouble?" In ancient times, people should get married at the orders of their parents and the words of a matchmaker, but how can a woman like myself, who has no status, be a concubine for the lord?Sad clouds appeared on her fair face.

"Don't worry, you can wait to be the bride of this king!" Prince Rui smiled dotingly, his voice was gentle and firm, which made people feel extremely at ease.

Mo Ziyuan settled down a bit, "My lord, in my hometown, to get married, a man needs to find a very warm and romantic place, and then hold flowers and a ring, kneel down on one knee to propose to a woman."

"Oh? This king has never heard of such a strange custom, but girl, this king has never heard you mention it. Where is your hometown?"

"I...my hometown is far away!" Mo Ziyuan sighed softly, not wanting to continue this topic, and said softly, "Since we are in love, we should each have a nickname?"

Prince Rui frowned and asked, "Nickname?"

Mo Ziyuan chuckled lightly and said, "It's what you and I call each other when it's just the two of us!"

Prince Rui hesitated for a moment, and said just now: "Uh, Zi Yuan?" But seeing Mo Zi Yuan's bitter face, he immediately changed his words, "Yuan'er?"

Mo Ziyuan waved her hand, feeling completely uninspired. It seems that she, a modern person, should come and think about it, and pretended to be serious: "Why don't you call me Beibi from now on, and I'll call you Darling!"

Prince Rui looked at her thoughtful face, raised his brows, and asked in puzzlement, "What kind of nose is Beibi?"

Mo Ziyuan coquettishly said: "What do you care about! Anyway, let's call it like this from now on, okay?"

Prince Rui glanced at her, snorted 'en', and called out hesitantly, "North nose!"

Mo Ziyuan couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing when she heard the sound of Beibi, why did she think that when the ancients said it, people couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Mo Ziyuan laughing so hard, Prince Rui couldn't help leaning over to help him, "Is the name you thought of yourself so funny?"

"No, Darling!" Mo Ziyuan held back her smile, hugged him actively, and was moved in her heart, "I'm so happy!"

"Darling!"

"kindness!"

"Darling!"

"kindness?"

"Darling!"

"what happened?"

Mo Ziyuan chuckled softly, "I just want to hear your voice!"

"Silly girl... Beibi!"

Mo Ziyuan's silver-bell-like laughter wafted in the wind. This was the beginning of her new life in ancient times. In the years to come, she had an additional man who made her miss her day and night, her Prince Rui, Her Darling belongs only to her.

The night is sultry, a heart-shaped pattern placed with candles next to the Lianxin Pavilion is swaying in the wind, the fireworks are gone, and only two people are left with some disordered breathing. Mo Ziyuan leans low on the chest of Prince Rui, her face With a blissful smile, he suddenly thought of something, and said with a jolt, "Darling, we will eat dumplings on New Year's Eve. To commemorate this beautiful night, I decided to cook myself!"

Upon hearing this, Prince Rui said inarticulately, "Are you...sure...sure?"

Mo Ziyuan's big eyes with Yingying Qiushui were full of firmness, and she said firmly, "I'm sure and sure!" After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered the time when the two first met. At that time, she never thought that the two would leave now. together.

"Then let's go!" Prince Rui gently held her soft little hand, his lips curved naturally, there was a kind of deep pampering in his handsomeness, which made people sink.

When Mo Ziyuan looked at the flour on the table with confidence, she suddenly realized that she seemed to be only good at making dumplings, but not kneading dough.

The two just got together, so he can't let him underestimate him, right now, in this situation, he can only bite the bullet, roll up his sleeves, and mutter in his heart: Isn't it just rubbing, rubbing, rubbing?It shouldn't be difficult for her!
After a while, no matter how Mo Ziyuan fiddled with it, the ball of noodles seemed to have a consciousness of its own, and it just refused to compromise with it.

Just when she was at a loss, Prince Rui had an intriguing smile on his face, but his gaze stayed on her face, and he said with a light smile, "Let me come!"

Mo Ziyuan showed an unconcealable look of surprise on her face, and said in a little embarrassment: "You?"

"Why, don't you trust me?" Prince Rui carried his gestures with a gentleman's demeanor of a British aristocrat, elegant and impeccable.

Mo Ziyuan shook her head suspiciously. He is the powerful Prince Rui, how could he go to the kitchen, so he said angrily, "It's better not to be brave, or I won't eat it!"

Prince Rui laughed unfathomably, and then said in an inaudible voice: "You are the first... woman who let this king cook!"

(End of this chapter)