Crown Princess, she always wants to leave

Chapter 322 Like it is...Your Highness 140
But as soon as she stood up, Chen Lan also stood up with a frown, obviously worried that she was alone.

"I can't run very far, I'm nearby, come over to buy something to eat, you sit down."

After Chu Ci finished talking to Chen Lan, he got up and left without waiting for Chen Lan to say anything else.

After walking out from the crowd, Chu Ci was finally able to breathe a little.

She found a stall selling refreshments, bought some food, and while waiting for packing, she couldn't help but look up at the romantic flower column with peach blossoms slanted on the stall.

"Do girls like peach blossoms?"

The stall owner asked with a smile while helping her pack.

Chu Ci was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said softly, "I like it..."

The stall owner smiled again: "Do you want to send a flower to the girl?"

Chu Ci was taken aback for another moment, then thought of something, shook his head and smiled lightly: "No, thank you."

If she accepted the flowers from the stall owner, and it was the same kind of flower as the little flower on her back, maybe little flower would be jealous.

After Chu Ci paid the money, he thanked the stall owner and returned the same way with the tea bag.

The night market is really lively. There are people coming and going on the bustling street. A few children in padded jackets and braids ran past and bumped into her. Unsteady, the backpack on her body almost slipped down, Chu Ci was so shocked that she ignored the bag, threw it on the ground and hugged her backpack that almost fell off.

She hugged the backpack with lingering shock, panting slightly, at this time the child who bumped into her ran over to apologize to her and said sorry.

Chu Ci frowned, although he was quite displeased, he still didn't bother with a child, so he said lightly that he was fine.

When the child ran away, Chu Ci put on his backpack again, bent down to pick up the bag with his head down, but luckily no tea was spilled.

Chu Ci stood up, and the evening wind was blowing towards his face with the faint fragrance of peach blossoms from the street. Chu Ci raised his fingers and grabbed the flying black hair around his face.

The moment she raised her head, in the crowd, she saw the most conspicuous figure, dressed in a silver-white robe embroidered with light patterns, with sapphire half-tucked black hair, and an indistinct stern face, almost from the front. walk by.

Chu Ci heard that his heartbeat missed several beats.

Boom, boom, boom.

Chu Ci opened his mouth, unable to catch his breath.

She stared at that indifferent figure, and chased after him.

She quickened her pace, panting, chased after him, and grabbed his hand. It was so cold that she shivered all over. She subconsciously wanted to let go, but she was reluctant.

She looked up at him, her eyes were instantly stained red, she heard herself sobbing, trembling with every word: "Your Highness?"

"Girl, please respect yourself!" A follower beside him stepped forward, frowned and pushed Chu Ci away.

Chu Ci was pushed away, caught off guard, and almost fell backwards, but she grabbed his hand regardless, "Your Highness, is that you?"

The man turned his head around calmly. He had a cool and indifferent aura, elegant and calm, with a black mask of treacherous patterns on his face. He lowered his head slightly, and looked at Chu Ci quietly with his beautiful and cold peach blossom eyes. He was very strange. gaze.

Seeing him wearing a mask, Chu Ci gasped for breath, choked up and said, "I, I recognize you... you wear a mask, and I recognize you too... Are you..."

He looked at her with an extremely calm and elegant expression, then pulled his hand out of her hand, took out a clean handkerchief, and slowly wiped the fingers touched by her, while saying lightly: "Take this crazy woman... go to hospital."

(End of this chapter)