Ziyan looked at Ling yu'er for a long time, and did not know how to answer her.

And her eyes always write expectations, as if to say whether true or false, as long as the answer from his mouth, is what she wants to hear.

In fact, it's not a bad thing to be too sentimental and ungrateful. Before, Ling yu'er never had sincerity for anyone. Even for the empress dowager, she always kept a cool attitude, making people unable to get close to them.

Sometimes she envies the husband and wife who can treat each other sincerely, at least that life will not be too sad, but after all, it is a minority. Most of the people around her are established for more interests. After marriage, they are all thinking about the person they love forever but can't have.

"You and I have different identities. Even if there is only one princess in my heart, I can't always accompany her." Zi Yan lowered his head. He did not know whether he was regretting it, or lamenting that nature had made a fool of people, but he gave his heart to the most unlikely person.

"What is identity?" Listen to him say so, Ling yu'er is happy to smile, originally thought he is to have another plan, but since it is because of the identity, then she was relieved.

She never cares about her identity, no matter he is a common people, actor, face, or even a beggar, she will not mind, as long as he can give his heart to himself.

Perhaps it is related to the environment in which I grew up. When I saw more hypocritical and perfunctory feelings, I felt that there was no difference between the level of identity and the sincerity was particularly valuable.

"Princess, don't you mind your identity?" Listening to Ling yu'er, Ziyan asked curiously.

She is a princess of a country. She has been spoiled since she was a child. She has got many things that others dare not think of. All these are because of her identity. How can she not care?

Ziyan thinks so. Maybe he can always know what Ling yu'er is thinking, but at this point, he can't understand her.

It is because of the envy of others that she will be more tired of her own identity, more want to get rid of the shackles, more aware of the Royal sincerity how rare

"If I mind, how can you be in this room now?" Ling yu'er smiles indifferently. What's the difference between Ziyan's question and that he didn't ask.

If she really cares about her identity, she should go around looking for comfort at the moment, so as to avoid some unpleasant news. If she really cares about fame, she won't live in the same room with Ziyan. Even though she knows that it's about the royal face, she still doesn't intend to be restrained.

Ziyan looked at her suspiciously, as if she was making a funny joke, but he couldn't laugh at all.

She simply did not answer, directly pulled him to the bedside, gently kissing his mouth.

I do not know how long after, the door was suddenly kicked open, into the room, not only the sense of ease, but also an willing mother, Pei Xiulan.

It turned out that Pei Xiulan had long known aunt Wu's plan, and she interrupted Ann's good news midway and poured a basin of cold water on him to wake him up.

"Do you know who married you? How dare you do such a thing on your wedding day? There will be many opportunities for concubines in the future. You have to offend the princess because of a servant girl? " Pei Xiulan had no choice but to preach to Anle Yi. She didn't think it was his fault today. She just didn't want him to offend the royal family. As for the days to come, he would take as many servants as he wanted.

To pull the idea of ease, Pei Xiulan did not want him to please Ling yu'er, but wanted him to see a good play.

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