Handsome Prince, Come to my Embrace

Half a month later …

In the courtyard of the right side room of the Phoenix-resting Chamber, the joyous sounds of girls could be heard one after another.

Zhuo Jin was wearing a light green colored butterfly dress that kept on spinning under the peach blossom tree. She held the hem of her dress in her hands, afraid that the dust on the ground would dirty her beautiful clothes.

He swayed from side to side, raising his sleeves to look at them, and from time to time, the hem of his skirt fluttered back and forth like a swallow.

She proudly stood in front of Ah Yu, and showed off: "You look good, right? This is the clothes the young miss has given me, is it very beautiful when worn on my body?" As she spoke, she fiddled with a few strands of hair hanging down between her eyebrows and changed positions.

Ah Yu shook his head, and fiercely scratched the tip of her nose, complaining to Luo Shang who was sitting under the Peach Blossom Tree. Young miss is really biased, and only gave this Qing Yi a free ride. "

The woman under the tree sneered but didn't reply.

Zhuo Jin muttered to herself, and retorted: "What do you mean by giving it to me for nothing, this is what the young miss made for me." She turned around and smiled sweetly. She squinted her crescent-like eyes and looked at Luo Shang, saying, "Miss, look at me, am I very beautiful?

She was so beautiful that she had to act good.

Pa! Ah Yu tapped her head with the scale on her head purposely, and tweaked her: "You, you want to get married so quickly? Who said a few days ago that they would never marry anyone but the young mistress? You heartless little thing! "

With a loud Ahh sound, Zhuo Jin pitifully rubbed her head, and snorted coldly while winking at Ah Yu, she walked towards Luo Shang with a childish face, constantly complaining. Miss, look at her, Sister Ah Yu is just jealous of her beauty when she's young, that's why she's spouting nonsense. I will never leave the Lady. "

She took the woman's hand and shook it coquettishly, smiling as she blinked a few times, as if she was daydreaming about something good. Two dimples appeared on the corner of her mouth.

To Luo Shang who was just laughing lightly and not saying a word, she continued: "However, if I wear this beautiful set of clothes, maybe I will marry a very good husband in the future, hmm … I want him to treat me very well. Anyway, I want him to not be so heartless and despicable like the Prince Jin. "

When Zhuo Jin said Prince Jin, she grinded her teeth and her eyes were also filled with dissatisfaction and hatred. After all, she had scolded him before, so she felt extremely happy in her heart.

"Zhuo Jin!" Ah Yu cursed at her softly and interrupted her words. He signaled the little girl to stop talking so that the little miss wouldn't be sad.

During this half a month, Luo Shang lived a quiet and peaceful life. But at night, she could hardly sleep. She would stare blankly at the candlesticks and sometimes go against the moon in the sky.

He just didn't mention that person's name again.

Ah Yu knew that she did not forget that her love had not decreased one bit.

In the past half a month, Situ Jingyu had frequently asked Ye Zhen to send over things, and could often hear about Situ Jingyu and the Prince Jin from her mouth. Furthermore, in these past few days, when she had heard that Nanny Ma was going to leave the residence for a very long time, Leng Shaoyu had already handed over all the complicated matters that the princess of the household should control to Situ Jingyu. He also had a lot of trust in her.

Therefore, in front of Luo Shang, they did not dare to say a single word about Prince Jin.

Zhuo Jin immediately realized that she had said something wrong and covered her mouth in guilt. She did not know what to do, and felt wronged.

"Why aren't you changing your clothes? If you get dirty, then you'll have to waste the little miss's heart later on." Ah Yu helped her.

Zhuo Jin nodded strongly, she picked up her skirt and ran.

This girl …

Ah Yu shook his head, Zhuo Jin was just like a heartless man, she did not have any brains, but such a person would definitely be happy. Miss, don't mind the words of that little girl. "

"Nope." Luo Shang smiled lightly and continued to embroider the ribbon in her hand.

"That's good, this servant will go prepare the flowers and herbs. If you have anything, just say it. I've already brewed the tea in the room." This servant will go first. " Seeing her nod her head, Ah Yu then left with the water bottle and basket.

Because it prohibited entry, Leng Shaoyu removed all the maids and servants from this side room. Thus, no matter what, it could only be settled by them. To put it bluntly, it was as if he had returned to a time when he was in the Purple Gold Pavilion a few months ago.

It was just that at that time, her heart wasn't pretending to be him.

She lowered her head and stitched the light clothing in her hand.

The wind started blowing, blowing the peach blossoms on the verge of collapse. A burst of fragrance, a little inattentive, blew away half of the light clothing in her hands, slowly sliding along with the falling flowers on the ground.

Putting down the needle and thread in her hand, she pulled her hair in front of her eyes, squatted down, and picked up the muslin.

A hand rushed before her and picked up the curtain from the ground. The white robe in front of her eyes fell to the ground, and a few pink petals of peach blossoms were also stained with the fragrance of the flowers.

Luo Shang raised her head. A pair of eyes that were like peach blossoms stared at him, mixed with too many unfathomable emotions.

Peach blossoms flew everywhere. After pausing for a moment, she leisurely got up.

Following which, the man straightened his body and stood in front of her. There was an indescribable feeling of spirituality as well as an unparalleled charm.

She had lost a lot of weight again, and her appearance was even more lovable. How many times had Leng Shaoyu wanted to enter this place? However, when he thought about his own words and her cold face, he hesitated.

Today, he had finally entered this place. He would have to linger around for a while longer before coming here.

Glancing at the light robe in his hand, he threw it on the table and calmly said: "You …"

"Why are you here?"

Leng Shaoyu wanted to say something, but he stopped him. His eyes darkened as he looked at her with a complicated expression and walked towards her.

"Why can't This King come?" He was the prince of this place, the lord of the entire manor. Did he still need her instructions to go where he wanted to go?

Luo Shang didn't know why he suddenly came over. She admitted that she loved him, but she really didn't want to see him again. Why did he always refuse to let her go? He always broke her beauty when she was calm.

Luo Shang did not answer, but picked up the light clothes on the table and coldly turned around.

There was a thick wall separating them, and it was this invisible wall that separated them, making her reject him.

"Where are you going?" He asked in a displeased tone, his voice somewhat cold.

"Prince Jin forgot, chenqie is restricted and is not suitable to meet with you." She was still cold.

It was truly difficult to train. Was half a month still not enough for her to reflect on? She even dared to say these kinds of words to him.

Under the peach blossom tree, his tall body was still standing in the same spot. His slender fingers lightly tapped on the closed white jade fan, and his indifferent gaze continued to stare straight at the woman in front of him.

Her beauty was like that of a god, and in addition, she inadvertently revealed a noble and elegant air that caused people to be stunned into speechlessness. His sword-like brows slanted as he flew into the few strands of black hair that fell from his temples. His sharp eyes seemed to have long since penetrated her thoughts.

Taking a few steps forward, he pulled her hand from behind and pulled her over. Under Luo Shang's unguarded state, she took the opportunity to wrap his arm around her soft waist.

His slim waist was tightly held by her, and the tip of his other folded fan gently pulled up her face.

"Don't try to enrage me, Luo Shang. You know the consequences better than I do. " There was an eerie smile at the corner of his mouth, a hint of coolness to remind her.

In fact, from the moment she married him, she knew very well that every time she provoked this man, the consequences would be unimaginable and beyond her imagination.

She turned her face away and was startled by the fan in the man's hand.

"Because you felt wronged in your heart when you accepted your concubine, that's why you chose to be at peace with this king. Is that right? " he asked, looking at her.

Situ Jingyu's words made him always want to find this woman and ask her clearly. If she said yes, he would not hesitate to fulfill all of her demands, no matter how unreasonable it was.

He only wanted to know, why was she so cold? Whether it was because she loved him too much, or because she didn't care at all.

She smiled under his gaze.

After a long while, Luo Shang spoke in a sarcastic tone, "If I say yes, would Your Highness believe me? Say no, will you accept it again? "

She was not laughing at him, but at herself. Leng Shaoyu asked her if her heart still belonged to him, to satisfy his strong possessive desires.

"This King will believe anything you say." The light in his eyes was shallow, and his tone was a bit more gentle.

She then replied, "Unfortunately, chenqie isn't."