Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Hearing Jun Ling's slightly angry voice, he gave a bitter smile.

Then he gently said, "yes, I have no right to blame you. In fact, we are all the same people in essence. The only difference is that I treat Xiao as a friend. "

If she were a stranger, would she blame Junling so much?

Young words in the bottom of my heart silently denied this idea.

She won't take it, but she won't be as angry as she is now.

Young words some escape, buried his head between his knees, the whole body is curled up, very insecure state.

Jun Ling subconsciously reached out to hold the young words.

Although the youth speech did not look up, but it seems to feel the same, "Jun Ling, I want to be quiet, for a while, we do not want to meet, OK?"

"Tomorrow I will go back to the palace. You can stay in the palace. You don't have to go back to accompany me. You can concentrate on your political affairs."

The youth speech has basically planned the following arrangements.

This is rejecting him.

Jun Ling's body, that suppressed for a long time possessive desire, in this moment all burst out.

Earlier in the eastern Qi Dynasty, when he was deliberately evaded by the young Ci, he seemed to have become a thorn in the bottom of your heart.

Knowing clearly that we can't force the young to resign too tightly, but at present, he is occupied by the uneasiness in his heart, which makes him lose patience and reason for a while.

He said to the young man in a cold voice, "Qingci, I'll give you time, but it won't be long. Ten days later, you are destined to be my queen. "

Only in this way can he completely settle down in the bottom of his heart and feel that the youth speech is really around him and will not leave.

The young man clearly heard this, but he was not willing to answer. It was a state of refusal to communicate.

Jun Ling endured his temper and forbearance, but he didn't immediately break out, "OK, I'll send someone to send you back tomorrow."

In front of the address in front of the youth speech, Jun Ling's claim has always been somewhat restrained.

Just worried that she would be under a lot of pressure.

Young words are still the original posture and state, how are not willing to respond.

Now she knows she needs to change, but she can't.

As long as she sees Junling, she will inevitably think of Xiao Cairen and the bamboo stick with sugar gourd.

As if a sharp thorn, in their own heart.

The grinding is painful.

There seems to be a cold war between them.

No one will give in.

However, standing in the angle of two people, it seems that there is nothing wrong with them.

The wrong thing is this era.

Listen to Jun Ling quietly packing things, ready to go out to batch folding voice.

There is something strange in the young's words.

Finally, hearing the sound of the door lock, young words some can not help.

Looking at the person in front of him, he murmured, "Jun Ling, I know your position. I also know how many similar things have happened to you."

"I always thought I could accept and adapt, but now it seems that I was wrong. In the past, it's just that you can't see

"When it comes to people around me, I really can't accept it. In particular, it is a bad habit like burial. "

She was born in the modern, living in the modern, the concept of bone, can not be changed.

The sound of the door locking stopped in my ear.

A sound of books falling.

Then, the young words did not wait to react.

I fell into a warm embrace.

Being held tightly in the arms, Jun Ling's deep voice sounded in the ear, "No. Even if the world is thousands of times better than here, you are not allowed to go back! "