The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

Five days have passed since the Lantern Festival, during these five days, Feng Linrui did not come to Ting Fangzhai, nor did he send anyone to see Zhuo Ye, but Zhuo Ye did not have an easy life.

The song "Golden Thread Clothes" has been sung in the palace for the past few days. Although the tune is not very accurate, it still looks like it.

The Empress Dowager heard about Zhuo Ye once more, and asked her to sing "Gold Thread Clothes" in its entirety. Zhuo Ye bit the bullet and sang. Watching her gossiping, and occasionally inquiring about her identity, Zhuo Ye thought that he couldn't remember clearly, only when he encountered some problems, the words appeared in his mind, so the vagueness passed.

Zhuo Ye couldn't figure out what the queen mother was thinking, so she dealt with it carefully, but she didn't ignore the thoughtful look in the eyes of the old lady when she looked at her...

The masters in the various palaces seemed to be more and more curious about Zhuo Ye, the reincarnated star, and they all came to get close to each other and give them gifts, but from their weird eyes that revealed some kind of information, Zhuo Ye knew that, It was the song "Golden Thread Clothes" that caused the trouble, it seems...they were thinking about something wrong...

This made Zhuo Ye feel extremely disturbed, but there was nothing he could do...

The queen also summoned Zhuo Ye once. Zhuo Ye still had a good impression of this dignified and gentle empress, and the queen Chen Ningyan's attitude towards her was quite peaceful and normal, without so much exploration, which made Zhuo Ye face When she was there, she felt more at ease, and she started talking more unconsciously.

Chen Ningyan also really liked Zhuo Ye, a calm and elegant woman, and the two chatted happily, and stayed with Zhuo Ye for dinner, and asked her to come and sit more when she was free, Zhuo Ye nodded in agreement.

But when Zhuo Ye was leaving, Chen Ningyan still sighed and gave her a deep look, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she still didn't speak...

In the evening, Zhuo Ye leaned in the bathtub, counting with her fingers, she has been in the palace for ten days, and finally a third of the time has passed, let's get over it, after another 20 days, she can leave this depressing place And the restless palace...

On the 11th day when he entered the palace, the etiquette class had just ended, and Feng Lince came to see Zhuo Ye again.

Cleverly, he sent all the court ladies and eunuchs out, and after serving tea to Feng Lince, he smiled ambiguously at Zhuo Ye, and immediately withdrew.

Seeing that no one was there, Feng Lince stepped forward to hug Zhuo Ye, held her chin up with his hands, looked at her with burning and affectionate eyes for a long while, then lowered his head, and pressed his hot lips against her tender lips like rose petals. Lips, sucking greedily...

After a while, the two parted their lips panting.

"Ye'er, do you miss me?" Feng Lince asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, I think so." Zhuo Ye nodded seriously, put his arms around Feng Lince's neck, lowered his arms, kissed the corner of his lips, and asked with a playful smile, "What about you? Do you miss me too?"

"Well, it's even a dream." Feng Lince kissed Zhuo Ye's cheek hard again.

"I really want to go out quickly..." Zhuo Ye sighed.

"You don't like the imperial palace so much?" Feng Lince rubbed Zhuo Ye's face pitifully.

"You want me to like this place?" Zhuo Ye raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not." Feng Lince rubbed Zhuo Ye's hair, and sighed softly, "I don't like this place either..."

"The emperor is here! Lord Jin is here!" Outside, the eunuch's announcement suddenly came.