The unlucky county princess and the crown prince

Qiao Caiyin is preparing to salute, but Han Chen stops her. "The queen has a lot of hard work on weekdays. Today is your birthday. Don't be polite."

Although it's just a simple greeting, still with an ordinary light, but let Qiao Caiyin heart next warm, "thank you, the emperor reward, I haven't had time to thank you!"

Han Chen sat down, his elegant face shining with exciting light, "I've seen the preparation agenda for this ceremony, and you've done a good job."

I don't know why, Qiao Caiyin was so flustered that he said, "the emperor is busy with state affairs all day long, but my concubines can only do their best to share the emperor's worries."

Han Chen doesn't speak. His eyes can't see what he thinks. His mother is right. In Qiao xiang's face, he can't neglect Qiao Caiyin too much.

She and the emperor, so far, are just familiar strangers. Qiao Caiyin's palm gradually becomes cold. Wen Sheng says: "autumn is coming, and the climate is changeable. Please take care of your dragon body."

Han Chen let out a "Er", but his attitude was still weak. The fragrance in the Queen's palace was refreshing. Today, Qiao Caiyin's dress is just like a rare snow.

A Xue? Han Chen slowly stroked his eyebrows. I'm about to see you. Do you remember your brother Chen?

Seeing that the emperor was in a trance, Qiao Caiyin offered him a cup of tea. "This is Fenglu tea made by my concubine. It's most suitable for this season. Please taste it."

Fenglu tea? Han Chenjun's eyes swept. This is a Xue's favorite tea. She is a close disciple of master Fu he. She has learned the true story of Fu he. No one can have her tea art.

However, tonight, as if by magic, Han Chen took the tea presented by Qiao Caiyin and took a sip. It was mellow and sweet, just like before.

Late autumn is lonely. Ah Xue is the brightest warm sun, lighting up all his darkness. Now he is the most noble emperor in North Vietnam. He is really in power, but without ah Xue, his heart is so empty, without the joy of the winner.

If he can, he would rather give up all he has, just want to go day and night with a Xue, and relive the flying years of Jiangxia, and never separate.

"The emperor?" Qiao Caiyin saw that the emperor was thoughtful and said softly, "what is the emperor thinking?"

Xu drank a lot of wine. Han Chen was a little dizzy. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He said faintly, "nothing."

"Emperor..." Qiao Caiyin's gentle and clear face was full of tenderness, and he lowered his head, full of shame.

Han Chen felt more and more headache, blinked his eyes, I can't believe it, appeared in the palace lantern misty, unexpectedly is his dreamy ah Xue?

The most beautiful appearance, clear eyes, a smile, charming, unspeakable charm, endless enchanting, countless times appeared in his dream, it is occupied all his love girl.

"Ah Xue, ah Xue..." Han Chen made a low voice and could not help grabbing her hand.

Although he loves ah Xue deeply, he always abides by the etiquette and never goes beyond the distance. Whenever the sweet and fragrant smell of ah Xue comes into his nose, which makes him confused, he has to resist the impulse in his body.

Snow is the world's most brilliant pearl, he must be in the most beautiful wedding ceremony, in order to really have her.

He is a man, scholarly and elegant, can not cover up the bloody, now finally do not have to wait, suddenly a embrace of the day and night thought of a Xue, murmured, "a Xue."