The unlucky county princess and the crown prince

I went in unobstructed, pushed the door open, and saw him reading the official documents attentively under the light. All his actions exuded incomparable masculinity, which made my heart beat.

It's said that when a woman meets a man she likes, no matter how she conceals her words, her body can't be partial to others. I said gently, "Changqing, you are busy with official business all day long. I can't help you with all the hard work. I just cooked a bowl of tea. Have you a taste?"

He put down the official document and looked up at me. "The princess is not in good health. She needs more rest. Just let her servants do these things."

"Servants are clumsy. They can't do these things well. Besides, I'm not at ease." I said tenderly and thoughtfully, "drink while it's hot, it's not good when it's cold."

He nodded, did not think much, took the tea and drank it.

Seeing the brown tea flowing smoothly into his body, my heart was suddenly pulled tightly, as if a blunt knife was tearing hard, numb to feel no pain, but on the surface it was still a gentle and dignified smile. After many years of deep palace career, I already knew how to hide my feelings.

"The princess is a good craftsman!" He put the tea on the tray and said carelessly, "it's getting late. The princess has a rest early."

"Don't you go to rest?" I blurted out that after I got married, my body was good and bad, and I had never been married. My heart longed for it.

He didn't seem to understand my hint. He pointed to a pile of official documents in front of the case and said, "tomorrow morning, we will train our troops. Tonight, we can have a rest after reading these. Let's have a rest earlier."

Looking at the mountains of official documents, I'm afraid it will be daybreak after reading them. I know that he is rejecting me. My heart is aching. I can't see through him at all, and I don't know what he is thinking. It's just his age. Do you really have no interest in men and women?

Besides, I know that he has no concubine. Apart from the little princess and her maid, there are no women in the house. All of them are men. Although I am not as beautiful as the little princess, I am also very beautiful. It's not hard to see people. Can't he show any interest in me?

"Changqing, my body is much better." I bowed my head, my cheeks were hot, and I puffed up my courage: "you tonight..."

"Tell the Lord that Feng Weifa has come to the emergency military news!" Chu Yao's voice suddenly sounded outside, stirring the quiet and gentle in the study to nothing.

He rose abruptly, "pass!"

Although they didn't avoid me in discussing the military plane's important affairs, I knew how untimely my existence was at the moment, and I went back to my room out of my mind.

Granny Hao knew that he had drunk the poison and was very satisfied with my performance. She told me not to give up halfway and let me think about Princess Wan in the palace.

My mother's wife is my weakness. As long as I move out of my mother's wife, I have no way out. I close my eyes and burst into tears. I thought that God had finally given me a way to live, but I don't know that the road is full of hidden reefs and thorns.

In the days after that, as long as he returns to his home, I will drop a drop of poisonous insects in LAN Yuefu Zhi. I started from struggling, hesitating and suffering, and gradually became numb. It became a habit to do it easily, and he never doubted.

The days passed by like flowing water. The only constant thing is that he never stayed with me. We really respected each other.

But I know that I fall in love with him. Every time I go to the study to deliver tea to him, when I see his sharp sword eyebrows and handsome face in the dark, my heart will beat like a drum and I will not look away.

My body is getting better and better, and I'm looking forward to having a close relationship with him. But he is always aloof and deaf to all kinds of hints. But he never avoids me when dealing with all kinds of confidential affairs, and he has great trust in me.

The more he is like this, the more I feel guilty. No matter how many reasons I have, I can't cover up my selfishness and darkness. Especially when I am obsessed with his style and can't extricate myself, the poison I give him is like a silver needle hidden in cotton, which jumps out from time to time and stabs me with bloody pain.

Father Huang said that as long as the next three months, it will be a great success. My heart began to ache more and more. I was afraid. Now it's too late to rein in?

Mammy Hao is like a ghost who can penetrate my mind at any time. She is acutely aware of my inner hesitation and guilt, and coldly says: "the bow has no return arrow, the princess should think clearly?"

I clenched the small porcelain bottle and saw the colorless and tasteless poison dripping into the brown tea without any trace. I couldn't imagine what he would think of me if he knew that I was poisoning him one day?

Will he be grateful for my virtue? My heart pulled up, self deception to comfort themselves, only hope this thing can forever wind without trace, as if never happened.

So far, I dare not think about it. I can only do it step by step. We've been married for so long, and he hasn't even touched me. I began to worry, hoping that he could fall in love with me as soon as possible. If one day, it's really unfortunate to find out, because he loves me, he will also understand my difficulties.

In order to get him, I even asked mammy Hao how to hold a man's heart.

Mammy Hao said that she would work hard on cooking. I feel like a treasure. I put down the princess's figure and try my best to make all kinds of delicious food. I hope he can see my tenderness, my virtue and my heart and be moved by me as soon as possible.

I worked in both ways and spent a lot of time on the little princess he loved. But when she saw me, she just said "sister-in-law" and disappeared.

I can see that she doesn't like my sister-in-law, a gorgeous girl like that, and she won't like the depression in my bones.

However, no matter how hard I try, he is always polite and alienated from me, not urgent, not far, not close, just right, I know that ordinary couples are like this, but I am not satisfied, I really love him, I am eager to enter his heart.

I also naively thought that as long as he didn't give up, my father would give me an antidote, and from then on everyone would be happy, and I would live a happy life.

Until one day, I heard the sound of his flute. He was not a rude warrior. Except for being good at strategizing and fighting in bloody battles, his elegant talent was no less than that of any talented person, but he never showed up in front of me.

He drew an invisible line between me and him. He was kind to me, but he didn't love me. His heart was completely closed.

It's a piece of "the rising of the moon". The silver glow is pouring down thousands of miles. His tall and straight figure is pulled out of the long shadow, standing in the wind and frost, and the melodious sound of the flute is floating in the night. I want to cry when I hear it.

That kind of flute rhyme, that kind of realm, that kind of night, my feelings finally pour out, tears can't stop flowing down, I hope that time will always be fixed at this moment, I can coexist with the real him.

It's said that flute has a soul. By virtue of women's sixth sense, I know that he has a woman he likes, not me.