Why did you hold people back?

This woman is no longer Princess Rui. She is an official prostitute and an official prostitute in Yangjing.

The steward didn't say the next words.

This woman now seems to be half dead.

Looking at the disappointed appearance of his own grandfather, obviously he cares very much about this Qin family girl.

His grandfather went to the palace once, what happened?

How can there be an illusion of cognitive subversion.

"This is the princess of the King." Wen Renyu sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand and instructing the steward, "She is one with me. I will respect her in the future and see her like me."

Although I felt that the remarks made by his own grandfather were absurd, he could hear the voice of the grandfather so solemnly, but the steward did not dare to neglect. After he quit, he went to arrange the yard where the princess lived.

His own prince was rarely interested in a woman. Although the steward did not understand it, he faintly felt that even if this woman was a Qin family girl and an official prostitute, she would still be the heroine in the royal palace in the future.

As the housekeeper left, he brought the door by the way.

Quiet all around, he and her were left.

Wen Renyu helped her clean the quilt, so she lay beside her.

It seemed as if they were back in the carriage together.

"Happy brother." He tilted his head and stared at her face with a narrow stare, calling her softly: "If you wake up, wherever you want to go in the future, I will go with you, OK?"

The word "prostitute" was really sharp on her pale face, and it was also dazzling. He touched his fingertips and wanted to help her wipe the word off.

Can be tortured, unless this piece of flesh is cut off, otherwise the word will last a lifetime.

This word has become a scar for a long time. His finger touched the bumpy scar, which was not the same as her delicate and smooth skin.

He was afraid of hurting her, and his fingers were very light and light.

After rubbing it a few times, the word "prostitute" became even more red, and the skin around her was also scraped red.

The movement of his abdomen gradually slowed down, his eyes stared, and the tears in his eyes flowed unknowingly, blindfolded and blindfolded.

"Happy brother." He murmured: "Happy brother, you wake up well, you hit me and scold me and bite me, you can do whatever you want to me, you wake up well."

On the day of parting, in the afternoon he and her were naked like fish in two dry land, and the images of entanglement and inseparability often came to mind.

But now, the picture had faded, and what appeared in his head was her tender and soft voice.

"Damn, I'm afraid you've lost your way. What can you do if you are so stupid and can't find me?"

"Damn, then I'll wait for you, you're coming to me."

"If you don't come to me, I have no face. If you don't come, I will find another man."

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you, I've been waiting for you."

He reached out and held her face, making her head snuggle up to his neck, and tears kept rolling down his eyes, dripping her face: "Happy brother, I'm not right, I'm too stupid and stupid, you give me A chance is good, as long as you wake up, you can do whatever you want. "

She did not respond.

But what she said today rang again and again: "I waited for him for a long time, and he didn't come to me!"

The cold voice was full of despair.

She waited for him so long and so long, why didn't he turn around to see her!