My Princess Has Been Reborn

In March of Yangchun, the iris grows, and it is a good time for the recovery of everything.

In the early morning, the golden sunrise rained down on the earth, passed through the window hinges, and poured into the room, making the room full of glory.

The closed window was pushed open with a squeak, revealing the handsome face of the young man behind the window. The morning sun fell on her clear eyebrows, as if it had added two points of brilliance to her, and it seemed to complement each other.

There was a light rain last night. The air was very good this morning. After opening the window, the young man stood at the window for a while before turning to the side and taking his seat. The case table was also in the sun, and the morning sun slanted in, reflecting the letters piled on the case table clearly.

Lu Qipei was wearing a moon-white uniform, sitting behind the case, looking upright and relaxed, her slender fingers picked up a letter and opened it. After taking out the letter paper and reading it, there was no change in his expression. After putting it down, he went to take out the next one and read it.

There are actually quite a few letters on the case, and it took a lot of time to look at it carefully. Some letters are easy to read, and some letters are for reply.

Lu Qipei was obviously already familiar with handling these letters. After reading them, he divided the letters into two stacks, even if they turned out the pen and ink. She was about to write a pen to reply, but suddenly a piece of warm and soft was attached to her back. She did not look back, but her calm expression was already alive. With a stretched eyebrow and a smile, he turned his head slightly and asked: "You are up? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

The person lying on her back wrapped his hands around her neck and put his face on the side of her neck. When he spoke, his tone was soft and two-point sleepy: "You are not here, you can't sleep."

Listening to this tone, no matter where I can't sleep, it is clear that I just came to find someone.

Lu Qipei's heart was soft, his eyes softer, and he turned to his side and pulled the person behind him into his arms. It was only after this movement that she could see clearly that Qi Yang was looking for him wearing only a coat. Take a closer look. The clothes there are not her own. The tucks have opened up a lot, revealing mottled marks...

For a moment, the jade face was reddish, and Lu Qipei quickly looked away, and closed the skirt for Qi Yang again.

In fact, Qi Yang was already sober, looking at her with moist eyes open, it was a little funny to see her blushing. Seeing that she was so anxious to cover up for herself, she really laughed: "Apoi is really funny, and she will still blush for these now."

Lu Qipei was embarrassed to take the conversation, but did not let go of the arm that was holding Qi Yang. Instead, she stood up and hugged the person horizontally: "His Royal Highness is also true. Now it is the cold spring, how can you come out so little?!" After speaking, he glanced at Qi Yang's feet, saw a pair of unobstructed jade feet, and frowned, "I didn't even wear shoes."

Qi Yang's heart was nestled in her arms, with a contented look: "Forget about it, you will hug me back anyway."

Lu Qipei couldn't help her. She thought she looked at Qi Yang with helplessness and condemnation, but in fact the love and pampering in her eyes was so strong that she couldn't get rid of it. It is precisely this that makes Qi Yang more and more unscrupulous in front of her.

In fact, Lu Qipei didn't leave the room since Chen Chen, just read the letters on the outside bookcase for a while, and Qi Yang just came out from the inside and didn't go far. Lu Qipei hugged her and returned quickly. After putting the person back on the bed carefully, he bent over to hold her feet. I felt a little cold at the beginning, so I held it for her: "Sure enough, I still have a cold. I won't be like this next time."

Qi Yang replied unnecessarily, and very cleverly waited for Lu Qipei to cover her feet. The other jade foot that hadn't been taken care of for the time being was also very conscious, stepping directly on Lu Qipei's thigh and warming her with a layer of fabric.

"Is there any new news coming today?" Qi Yang started a topic casually.

Lu Qipei concentrated on covering her feet and didn't care. He also replied casually: "There is no big change, it is the same as before. If you want to read it, you will keep those letters for the time being and burn them after you finish reading them."

Qi Yang agreed, and the toe that was stepping on Lu Qipei's thigh moved, gently rubbing it like a tease.

The tip of Lu Qipei's heart trembled, but neither his expression nor his movements were affected. The foot in his hand was almost covered, and he caught the other troubled foot and continued to hold it.

But Qi Yang didn't seem to let her go, and the foot that was let go continued to slap her. Lu Qipei's heart was agitated by direct flirting, and finally looked back at her helplessly: "His Royal Highness, stop making trouble, isn't it an appointment to go out today?"

Qi Yang teased her and didn't want to do anything at all. What she had to do was almost done last night, and her waist was still a little sore right now. Wen Yan snorted, turned over and lay back on the bed: "I'm not going anymore, my back is sore."

Lu Qipei blushed a little, but fortunately no one heard these boudoir words. She put down Qi Yang's heated feet, pressed her hands on the bed and crawled to Qi Yang's side, and discussed with her in a whisper, "Then I will press your waist for you?"

Without waiting for Qi Yang's response, she started directly. The action was skillful and moderate, and in a short while, the soreness of the waist was rubbed a lot, which is not much better than the method when he was just married.

In the middle of the hour, Qi Yang was still sitting in front of the dressing table, and Lu Qipei stroked her eyebrows.

"If you want to paint better, I won't go out if it's not pretty." Qi Yang said the naive threat, but his eyes were smiling.

Lu Qipei's hand is steady, even if her eyes meet each other occasionally, she draws her eyebrows nicely for Qi Yang. But there is always the compliment on the lips: "A Ning is beautiful in every way."

After drawing the eyebrows and letting her look at the bronze mirror, Qi Yang was satisfied, and only then showed her face.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Yang got up and turned to sit on the makeup stool with Lu Qipei and smiled: "Well, it's my turn to paint with you."

When Qi Yang and Lu Qipei put on their makeup, they are more than thrushes. Now that three years have passed, Lu Qipei has grown from a young man to his weaker crown. The crown ceremony she gave only a month ago means that she is now an adult, and her figure is still as thin as a teenager. It is a bit unreasonable. If her face is still so eloquent, I am afraid it will be suspicious.

So since last year, Qi Yang has learned to help her groom her face. It's not a supernatural skill like disguise, just drew her eyebrows more heroically for her, and then repaired the facial lines harder, and gradually there will be a young person who has grown into a young person.

It's just not good, and I don't know if it was influenced by the previous life. The unmodified Lu Qipei is still Qi Yang's favorite appearance, but her face is more and more similar to the previous life Lu Qicheng.

So after putting on makeup, Qi Yang always likes to pinch Lu Qipei's smooth chin and rub it for a while, and Fang feels satisfied.

This time it was also normal. Qi Yang put on makeup for Lu Qipei. After rubbing her chin for a while, he leaned over and kissed her lips before he straightened up and said, "I will put on the hair crown with you again. "

Lu Qipei answered with a smile, and Qi Yang looked at the person in the bronze mirror, and felt that she and Lu Qicheng were still not so alike. Those clear eyes have remained the same for many years, but the deep feeling in those eyes has grown stronger with the accumulation of time.

The two of them were facing each other with their eyes in the bronze mirror, and their eyes were soft and silky.

If the two are left to be sticky, this day can run out of time in the room. The people waiting outside the door seemed to have realized it early, so seeing that the time was about to come, they gently clicked the door, and Zhi Ting's questioning voice came immediately: "His Royal Highness, can you get up?"

Qi Yang finally returned to his senses, took the hair crown on the side and put it on Lu Qipei, and said, "Come in."

Zhi Ting opened the door and brought a group of maids into it. It is not surprising to see the princess and her horse wearing a crown when you enter the door. Three years have passed. Who does not know the sweet princess house of these young couples? Now it's no surprise.

Qi Yang's movements were not unfamiliar, and he soon took care of Lu Qipei's hair crown, and then the maids changed her clothes and washed her.

The maids were obviously moving much faster than the two of them being sticky, but within a quarter of an hour, they both changed their clothes and washed them away. It's not too late when you step out of the room, and you can have a leisurely breakfast in the house.

Today is Shangsi, it is a good time for outings and enjoying drinks.

Two days ago, the princess and Qi Yang sent invitations. It was said that the kings and the princesses met to have a banquet on the Qingshui River. The princes and princesses who have been crowned kings gather, and Qi Yang is no longer familiar with them. Such activities are not easy to shirk.

What's more, in March on the Qingshui River, the peach blossoms are blooming again, and sooner or later she and Lu Qipei will have to go together.

"You don't have to go too early, I don't know them well, I can't always say one place." Qi Yang said to Lu Qipei like this, and then said: "The peach blossoms in the Fuzhong are all blooming, and the ones on the Qingshui River should also be blooming. Let's check it out then."

Lu Qipei nodded in response, and smiled casually: "I picked up my winemaking skills some time ago. I have to collect some peach blossoms here. How about making peach blossom wine with you when I come back?"

Qi Yang readily agreed, and the two talked and smiled and walked out of the main courtyard.

Lu Qipei glanced inadvertently, and the light seemed to catch a small figure hiding behind a flower tree. Looking back, she saw a small dumpling less than thigh height shrunk behind the tree. Seeing her from a distance, she shrank back again, hiding her ears and stealing bells, generally hiding her head behind the tree. After a moment, he poked his head out again, still looking at this side with **** eyes.

When Qi Yang found Lu Qipei stopping, he stopped and looked at her: "What's wrong?"

Lu Qipei retracted his gaze and shook his head, and said, "It's nothing, let's go."

However, Qi Yang had already seen the little dumpling hiding under the tree. She frowned slightly, and after thinking about it, she rushed over there. The little dumpling saw it, and immediately came out from behind the flower tree and ran over here.

The child less than three years old ran and stumbled, and no one followed. Fortunately, she did not fall all the way.

When he got closer, the little beanie looked up at the two of them, his white and tender face was slightly red, and his eyes were bright. Even though he was still young, there was already a three-point shadow of Lu Qipei between those delicate eyebrows.

She saluted the two of them as if they were, and then cried out, "Your Highness, Uncle."

Qi Yang's heart softened uncontrollably. Even if he knew the identity of the child, he felt more grudges towards her father, but looking at this face similar to Lu Qipei, he couldn't feel disgust.