Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

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The convoy continued to stagger forward.

Lin Feilu was buried in his neck for a long time before he finally calmed down his heartbeat and breath. She secretly raised her eyes to look at his strong and handsome profile, and hummed a few words from the tip of her nose: "Are your legs numb?" Song Jinglan stroked her vest with her fingers, her tone clear. With a pleasant laziness, "No hemp, the princess is very light."

Lin Feilu: "Oh, I'm numb."

He laughed, put his arms through her knees, and hugged her up. Lin Feilu thought he was going to put himself down, but who knew that he just hugged her and changed direction.

Then she found herself kneeling on his lap facing him.

He was still holding her waist with his hands, and he hugged the person in front of him, so that he could ask in a relaxed manner, "How about this?"

Lin Feilu was so ashamed.

The light-colored fringed long skirt was spread on both sides, and she blushed and her heart beat. If outsiders were to see it, she would really have to cry out, "What a dizzy gentleman.

She twisted twice and covered her face with her hands in a bit of collapse: "Put me down, hurry up!"

The person in front of him just smiled, pressed her into his arms, and gently touched the back of her head: "But I want to get closer to the princess." Before she could speak, he whispered again: "I haven't seen you in a few years, I'm worried The princess is unfamiliar to me, and I can't eat or sleep well all the way."

Lin Feilu suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, otherwise how could he hear a trace of grievance in his voice?

She moved her feet and adjusted her posture a little so that she could bury herself in his arms more comfortably, and then said slowly, "Okay, then I'll give you another half of the incense stick."

Song Jinglan said with a smile, "Thank you, Princess."

But the closeness of the body seems to really help reduce the sense of distance. She buried herself in his chest, listening to the strong heartbeat, the crampedness and tension when she just met have completely disappeared.

It was as if they had never been apart for that long.

It's as if they've always been this close.

It seems that no matter whether he is a proton or an emperor, she can act recklessly in front of him.

She leaned her head against his chest, raised her hand to touch the dark red lines on his neckline, and her tone was completely relaxed: "You came to pick me up secretly, what about the political affairs in the DPRK? Will those of your subjects scold me in the future? Are you in trouble?"

Song Jinglan pinched the back of her soft neck, and the smile in her voice was lazy: "They don't dare."

Lin Feilu sighed and acted on his own: "Hey, the ministers just thought, this His Majesty gave up the chance to unify the world for the sake of a mere princess, and when he got married, he still favored the Six Palaces alone. From now on, the king will not go to court early, and he will do evil."

Song Jinglan kneaded the fingers on the back of her neck for a while, and after a while, she repeated with a low smile, "The spring night is too short, why don't you come early?"

Lin Feilu: "?"

Wait, I read the wrong poem, right?

Song Jinglan raised her hand to hold her finger that was playing with her neckline, put it on her lips and kissed her with a very gentle voice: "Since the princess has already arranged her future life, I will be disrespectful."

Lin Feilu, who dug a hole for himself: "..."

She pulled her hand back in shame, and as soon as she lifted her leg, she jumped off him: "It's time!"

Song Jinglan looked at her with some regret: "Can't we delay it?"

Lin Feilu akimbo: "No!"

Song Jinglan: "Okay, I will come back tomorrow."

Lin Feilu: "?"

Xiaomei has changed, he has really changed.

He had never been so shameless before.

She angrily ran to the corner, picked up the unfinished travel journal on the carpet and continued to read. Song Jinglan didn't follow her this time, sitting opposite her with a smile on her forehead. The gaze was clearly gentle, but it was scorching hot when it fell on her.

Lin Feilu couldn't read the book, put the book on his lap, and said angrily, "I'm going out to ride a horse!"

Of course she knew that as a married princess, she couldn't show her face at will on the way to get married. She just wanted to try how much Xiaomei can indulge herself.

...

Ten minutes later, Lin Feilu sat on the tall and handsome dark horse.

Song Jinglan sat behind her on the reins, wrapped her arms around her, and rode on the left side of the team.

Not everyone in the thousand-person embassy knew that your Majesty had come down. At first glance, seeing that Princess Yongan had left the carriage and rode a horse with a man, with such an intimate attitude, their eyes widened in shock.

When he saw who the man was, his expression quickly changed to fear, and he quickly retracted his gaze.

Chen Yao took four guards to follow behind them for protection, and the team to pick up the relatives could not see their heads at a glance, and drove on the wasteland unhurriedly.

The wilderness is boundless, the white clouds are lingering, and Lin Feilu has been bored in the carriage for too long. At this time, riding the horse and blowing the wind, he feels a lot more comfortable, leaning in his arms and complaining in a low voice: "The carriage is not comfortable at all! "

In fact, the carriage was much more comfortable than the one she used to sit in. It was big and spacious, and it was covered with soft carpets. People could walk and roll in it, just like a small moving caravan.

But she just wanted to play a small temper with him for no reason.

Song Jinglan's chin rested lightly on the top of her head, and said warmly, "From then on, I'll go out to ride every day."

Lin Feilu thought for a while and then said: "When there is a city, can we

Take a day off before leaving? I heard that every place in your Song country has its own special food, I want to try it. "

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Okay."

Before hearing from Chen Yao that she would be away for twenty days, she was all wilted, but now she feels that twenty days is not long at all. With him by his side, eating, drinking and playing along the way is like a road trip, it's not too cool.

Eh, is this the honeymoon before getting married?

She happily thought about the next honeymoon trip, and asked him nervously, "Aren't you in a hurry to go back to the palace?"

Song Jinglan said, "Don't worry, the princess can play as long as she wants."

Lin Feilu turned around halfway, tilted his head to look at him, with a meaningful expression, his eyes were clearly saying: You still say that you are not a fool!

Song Jinglan nodded politely: "Well, it's the only one."

Lin Feilu quit again: "You are a fool, so what am I? You are not!"

Song Jinglan: "Well, I'm not."

Lin Feilu tugged at his drooping sleeves: "Xiao Song, can you have some bottom line?" Song Jinglan laughed, lowered her head and kissed her moving little head, and said warmly, "I am the princess. bottom line.”

Oops, the deer was hit and killed. The convoy drove until the evening and came to a very barren border town. The border between the two countries has always been easy to fight, so it is always desolate. The existence of a small town has been the product of years of peace between Song and Lin.

The mission quickly cleaned a small courtyard and came out as the place where His Majesty and the Princess stayed tonight. Although according to the rules, the princess and His Majesty are not married yet, so they should not live together, but seeing how Your Majesty has been doting on Princess Yong'an all the way, makes the official feel that if he doesn't arrange the two together, he may wake up tomorrow morning and his head will be broken. Gone.

But in the end, the rules were not broken. Although they were in the same courtyard, they organized two rooms.

Living in separate houses is their last stubbornness under fear!

When Song Jinglan took Lin Feilu's hand and walked in, the officials waiting on both sides shivered and observed His Majesty's expression. Seeing that he didn't show any unhappy expressions when he saw the two rooms, he was slightly relieved.

The farmyard is divided into the main house and the side room, and there is a difference in rank. Naturally, His Majesty lives in the main house and the princess lives in the side room. However, the two rooms are very comfortable, and the officials are waiting, but they have just left. As soon as I walked, I heard Princess Yongan say, "I want to sleep in that big house."

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, and before they finished, they heard His Majesty reply in a warm voice: "Okay."

The envoys refreshed their understanding of His Majesty once again.

They were all witnesses to Song Jinglan's murder of his father and seizing the throne. Over the years, the fear of His Majesty has been deeply embedded in his bones, but this is the first time he has seen such a gentle and patient appearance.

In fact, Song Jinglan chose to marry Dalin at the beginning, but the DPRK still had some criticisms.

Just as Yong Guo thought, the place where His Majesty was imprisoned can only be washed away from this humiliation if it disappears completely.

But in the end the people who made those noises disappeared.

Later, everyone felt that His Majesty's statement that "as long as Princess Yongan" was just a means of forming an alliance between the Song and Lin countries for Yong Guo to see. After all, everyone knows that His Majesty is not good at women. He has never set foot in the harem in all these years. All the beauties in the palace are chosen by the Queen Mother.

At first, the queen mother had to choose one choice every year, and the daughters of each family were also willing to enter the palace. After all, your majesty was young, promising and beautiful, and whoever saw him would not want him to be lucky. Moreover, there is no place in the harem.

As a result, year after year, not only was no one favored, but every now and then the body of a beautiful woman was sent out of the palace.

I heard that the people who died were restless, and it seemed that even killing the courtiers without blinking, His Majesty, and killing the beauties would not be lenient at all.

Later, each family gradually gave up their thoughts of entering the palace to compete for favor, knowing that this His Majesty was different from the last one. He only had ambition and lust for power, and his temperament was uncertain. Everyone in the palace was in danger, how dare he send his daughter to the palace. go.

That's called being sent to the palace, that's called dying.

The beauties who survived in the palace today are as quiet as chickens, reporting to groups to keep warm, with no desires and no desires, just want to live.

Such His Majesty actually responds to Princess Yong'an's requests and obeys everything, which is not only surprising, but frightening.

However, this Princess Yongan was also a little too pampered, relying on His Majesty's favor, she dared to ask for anything. If you continue to be so coddled and offend His Majesty, I am afraid that your life will come to an end.

The officials watched Princess Yongan happily run into the big house, and sighed silently in their hearts.

After the convoy camped out, Lin Feilu took a comfortable bath after eating, finally feeling that he was alive. When Song Jinglan came over, she had just changed her clothes, her hair was not dry, it was wet and hanging on her back, and there were drops of water dripping from her forehead.

Song Jinglan took the handkerchief from Song Yu's hand, pulled her to her side, wiped her hair and asked with a smile, "There is a fairy lake not far away, do you want to see the princess?"

Lin Feilu held his chin and asked, "Are there fairies in Fairy Lake?"

He gently brushed the ends of her hair, his eyes focused: "Go and see and you'll know."

She pouted, "but I don't want to ride a horse." After a while, she said, "I don't want to walk either, I'm so tired."

Song Jinglan laughed softly, and when she finished wiping her hair, she leaned over and hugged her.

Lin Feilu blinked, wrapping his arms around people's necks, and knowingly asked, "What is this for?"

Song Jinglan looked down, didn't speak, just looked at her with a smile in her eyes.

Lin Feilu gradually felt guilty under his deep gaze.

Is she overworked?

Hey, then she didn't know before that she still has the potential to become a finer when she falls in love.

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