The Princess Is Not a Good Kind: Forced to Marry Her Royal Highness

Don't all the dancers in the palace dress like this?

In the past, I never saw him say anything bad.

Why is it her turn today, he feels bad.

"Changed."

It was still two simple words, and the tone was not too cold, but this time, Ji Moli didn't dare to refute half a sentence. [

Been with him for a while now.

She still has a little understanding of what kind of person Ye Huang is.

If she refute again, I'm afraid. .He was going to be really angry.

Once he got angry, the consequences would be very serious, which she could not bear.

She nodded weakly, followed the maid and left.

This time, the maid brought a very conservative dance dress for her to put on.

The pure white dress, worn on her body, has an elegant and refined feeling.

If you choose a dance skirt, this one is undoubtedly not so suitable.

but. . .When she walked in front of Ye Huang wearing this white, fairy-like dance dress, the look in his eyes was obviously surprised for a moment.

But soon. . .He was back to normal.

It seemed that the flash of surprise in her eyes just now was just her illusion.

After glancing at her lightly, someone finally nodded and said, "Let's dance."

As his voice fell, the melodious and melodious piano sound also followed.

Fortunately. . .She also studied classical dance for a while before.

Although the dance is not very good, it will not stand like a fool.

After thinking for a few seconds, she took a deep breath, and with a desperate attitude, she waved her wide sleeves, tiptoed lightly, and swayed and spun along with the music.

She's just there to get the job done.

It's been a long time since I danced, and the dance steps inevitably seem rusty.

Jumping and jumping, suddenly there was a flute sound. [

The melodious and melancholy flute sound can make people ignore the previous piano sound intuitively, and immerse themselves in it in an instant.

Ji Moli was intoxicated by the sound of the flute, and suddenly felt that her face was wet. She froze for a moment, stopped dancing, and wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, showing a surprised expression on her face. . .

Why is she crying?

The corners of the eyes were hot and humid, clearly tears.

The sound of the flute also suddenly stopped.

She looked up at Ye Huang, and he also looked up at her.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

Those seductive eyes that were always indifferent, charming, and mysterious were incomprehensible, but at this moment there was a hint of sadness.

He seemed to be looking at her, and seemed to be recalling something through her.

His eyes fell on her, but there was a trace of confusion.

she knows. . .He must be thinking of someone again.

He often does. . .

She guessed that he must be thinking of a woman.

A woman who means a lot to him.

Speaking of which, this is such a surprising thing.

A man like Ye Huang would also be troubled by love.

She was curious about that woman, very, very curious.

but. . .About that woman's news, so far, she has not been able to learn anything.

In private, she also asked the maids in the palace, but as soon as this matter was mentioned, their faces changed, as if they were unwilling to reveal even half of it, and she couldn't force it. . .

"Dad... Daddy?"

He was in a trance again.

He looked at her motionless. [

Ji Moli sighed softly in his heart.

"Go down."

Yehuang looked away, got up, turned around, leaving her a slender and seductive red figure, and walked towards the inner room.