Rebirth of the World's First Princess Her Royal Highness

[69 Book Bar - www.] Even though she is sometimes willful and a bit queen, living in such an environment, she can still maintain herself. Sometimes she is a little confused, and sometimes she is off-line and confusing. Her smile becomes his

The warmest ray of light in childhood, whenever I couldn't support myself in the heir's training, I would always think of her smile.

He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice how gentle his eyes were. The sunlight came in, and Su Xuye smiled: Nangong Mo, you must wake up and cheer up. If you don't smile for me, I will never care about you again.

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It was late at night in England at this time, but the lights in Marquis Siya's mansion were still on. The servants were surprised what kind of guest could make the Marquis so happy.

"You shouldn't come back." Marquis Siya tapped his fingers on the desk. He didn't seem happy as the servant said, but was very serious.

On the sofa printed with the nostalgic tones of pink roses, sat a middle-aged man with aged eyes and a thin face, who remained silent.

"She is fine." After receiving the look from the man, Marquis Siya replied.

The man still looked at him silently, "You should know that she is gone long ago."

"I want to see her." The man finally spoke in a hoarse voice.

Marquis Siya raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Why did you come back just to see her portrait?" The man's eyes dimmed.

Marquis Siya sighed, "Old friend, when you come back, I'm afraid that my peaceful life will be broken." After saying that, he turned the doorknob, and there was another small room in the study, "Come in and meet her."

The man stood up and walked in.

There is a painting framed in gold hanging on the wall. The woman in the painting has her eyes closed. The slender crow feathers cast a beautiful shadow on her fair face. The smile at the corner of her mouth is gentle and sweet, as if she is having a sweet dream.

Her golden hair was more dazzling than the sun. The painting was so lifelike that it seemed like she would open her eyes in the next second and smile at the man in front of her who was silently looking at the painting. The man's slender fingers with clear knuckles touched the painting, and his eyes seemed to

There were a little tears. Then he picked up the small photo frames on the counter and looked at them one by one. The scenes in the photos were different. The only thing that remained unchanged was the comfortable, sunny and fresh smile of the woman in the photo.

"These are all her photos. I don't want to put her photos in many places. After all, I know that the Queen has not let go of that incident at all."

The man took a deep breath and finally plucked up the courage to ask, "I have a request. I want to see my daughter."

Marquis Siya's expression changed, and then he patted him on the shoulder, "I knew you would ask for this. The air tickets have been booked. You can sort things out here first and leave in a few days."

"Thank you." The man's eyes were a little warm, "We are all old friends." Marquis Siya waved his hand.

The sun set and rose again. Su Xuye didn't know how long he had been sitting in front of the bed. He knew that the eyelashes of the person on the bed trembled and he finally opened his bright and cunning black eyes.

"Sister Xiaoruo, aren't you happy?" Luo Ling opened her arms from behind Qin Ruo and hugged her. "It's nothing." Qin Ruo shook her head. Luo Ling sighed: "That's it. Just have fun. What's the matter?

Don't hold it in your heart and talk to me." Qin Ruo smiled slightly, but couldn't hide his haggard face.

"Wait a minute, I have a gift for you. I hope you have a happy birthday." She took out a beautiful box from her bag. Luo Ling was confused, unwrapped the wrapping paper, opened it, and asked uncertainly.

"Is this...really given to me?" Qin Ruo nodded. A finely cut sapphire ring was embedded in black velvet.