Transmigrated Princess

She turned around and took Su yuandai's hand.

"Elder sister," she shouted.

Su yuandai looked inexplicably, "what's the matter?"

Su Xiangwan said, "I suddenly think what you just said makes sense. Let's go to the snow again."

"Have a walk?" Su yuandai blinked.

Su Xiangwan took her hand and pointed out, "elder sister, you're right. The two sisters support each other and can step on any difficult road. I'll walk back to yuange with you. We two sisters, go to the snow again."

Su yuandai could hardly cry or laugh: "stop it. It's so dark and cold. Don't get sick. The snow is not where you play nonsense."

Su Xiangwan changed his tone and politely begged: "I just want to go with my eldest sister again. Every time you send me back to the late Pavilion, I also want to send you once. Let me accompany you back to the far Pavilion, just once..."

Su yuandai couldn't help grinding her, which was funny and helpless.

"You really think you're a child..." she sighed: "I can't help you."

Su Xiangwan took her, held up her umbrella and went out.

The bright candles were left behind, and the lanterns along the way were misted by snowflakes. Every breath of frost wanted to open the monster and devour the people walking in the wind and snow.

Su Xiangwan sent Su yuandai back to yuange. After they said a few words, she got up and went back to her house.

Su yuandai didn't notice it at all. Su felt a lot of good night.

It was late, and the snow-white ice crystals lined the sky like ink.

She flew all the way back to the house like a man eating ghost chasing after her.

Her heart was full of cold air. She stood outside the door, relaxed a little, and stretched out her hand to push the door.

When she reached the door, her fingers shrank inexplicably, and she had stage fright for no reason.

No, what is she afraid of?

This is her room. It's not her who came uninvited. It's not her who should be embarrassed.

Su Xiangwan took his last breath, pushed the door open and went in.

The room was quiet and there was no sound.

She looked at the screen for the first time and looked back and forth for several times. She was stunned that she didn't find any figure again.

The room was warm and dissipated the cold.

Her skirt was stained with snowflakes. At the moment, all of them were melted into drops of water and hung on the skirt.

Su Xiangwan took off his cloak and put it aside. He stretched out his cold hand and printed his cheeks on both sides.

"Haven't I been talking about Zhao Rongxian, and then there's some illusion?"

The hands are very cold. When printed on the face, the cold is refreshing.

She went to the table, picked up the warm hand stove on the table to keep warm, looked around the room for several times, and determined that there was no one in any corner. Then she shook her head: "also, what did he run to me for? He wanted to kill me last time. It doesn't make sense..."

Su Xiangwan didn't give up. He walked back and forth in the room with a small heater. He even opened the wardrobe and found nothing. This time, he was finally willing to believe that he was dazzled.

Ruby knocked on the door from outside and asked her aloud, "Miss, the hot water is ready. Do you want to serve you to wash?"

Su Xiangwan said, "come in."

The door was pushed open, and Ruby came in with a golden basin. The smoke of hot water and the cool air outside the door converged, steaming out bursts of hazy smoke.

Su Xiangwan sat in front of the dressing table and lifted his hand to remove the hair ornament from his head.

The mirror was bright and reflected her face.

She was still thinking about what had just happened, and she thought about confiscating it for a while.

Ruby put the hot water on the shelf and helped Su Xiangwan take the unloaded jewelry back into the makeup box one by one.

Su Xiangwan pulled out his hand and opened the makeup box on the edge.

That's where she put the broken hairpin.

The hairpin, broken in two, stays in place in an orderly manner.

Ruby's hand holding the jewelry stiffened. She thought that although Su Xiangwan didn't care, she was still sad in her heart. She couldn't help but say, "Miss... I accidentally broke the hairpin. If you feel uncomfortable, just punish me. Don't be unhappy in your heart. It's hard for the maid..."

Su Xiangwan quickly took back his God and said to Hongyu, "no, I just want to see if the hairpin is still there. It's repaired and I can use it myself. What's wrong? It's not a big deal."

Ruby said, "Miss, I'm joking. The hairpin is in the makeup box. No one can take it away. How can it disappear?"

"You're right. I'm confused myself."

Su Xiangwan felt that he was really more and more inexplicable and hypocritical.

Just now she was amorous and wondered if Zhao Rongxian would come to her, and then she accidentally found the broken hairpin hidden in the makeup box.

Isn't that often written in TV dramas and novels?

Those key props can be hidden by hundreds of locks. Even you can't find them. It can just appear in front of the protagonist.

Su Xiangwan thought that Zhao Rong had really found the broken hairpin in the makeup box. He would probably dislike it and shut it back indifferently.

She closed the makeup box back and couldn't help laughing at the corners of her eyes.

Ruby felt that Su Xiangwan's mood was unreasonable and logical for a while, but it was hard to ask. She could only serve Su Xiangwan after washing, and then went out with hot water.

Su Xiangwan read a book alone in the room for a while. During this period, he heard the sound of the door being opened. He thought it should be the red jade or Cuiyu on the night watch. He didn't lift his head and said, "it's not very late yet. I'll read more books."

The door was closed with a slight noise.

Su Xiangwan didn't get any response. He was about to look up and trembled with a cold.

In a mixture of cold and warm breath, someone said, "what book are you reading?"

That is Zhao Rongxian's unique, dull and cool voice.

Su Xiangwan was so angry that he was choked by his saliva that he coughed so hard that he couldn't even say a word.

She coughed and reached for Zhao Rongxian's clothes.

The corners of her clothes were cold. It was obvious that she had just entered the house from outside. There were still one or two drops of snow crystals left, which melted on her warm fingertips at the moment.

It's true.

Not hallucinations, not dazzles.

She was right.

Zhao Rongxian walked in from the door with such a swagger. The natural energy made Su Xiangwan feel that this was his bedroom. She was the one who went to the wrong place.

This breath eased over. She left her book on the ground and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, why are you here?"

She almost had a heart attack just now.

I think it's good to be scared of heart disease. It's good not to be scared to death.

Zhao Rongxian's appearance is as scary as once.

He didn't answer. He just looked at the book that had been thrown away from her.

The books sprawled out and spread out one of the pages.

Inside his name is very conspicuous, written on the first line, or bold bold, for fear that others can't see it clearly.

——

"Zhao Heng, the character Rong Xian, the son of the former crown prince, is arrogant, violent and inhuman..." he reached out and picked it up, reading aloud.

“……”

Su Xiangwan looked at Zhao Rongxian's eyebrows and frowned.

She hurriedly said, "it's nonsense here. It's all nonsense. I'll burn the book in a minute."

This book was sent to her by Su yuandai.

The author should be Zhao Rongxian's black powder, which makes him useless.

What's written in it is even more funny. Zhao Rongxian drinks human blood, peels human skin and makes clothes for himself. If there is anything, it's like seeing it with his own eyes.

It's all about changing the monster's version into a role and putting it on Zhao Rongxian.

Su Xiangwan was bored and picked up the book to read.

This book can scare those ignorant children, but it can't scare her. Even she wants to comment. Zhao Rongxian's ferocity is not so superficial as that written in the book. She has personally experienced the stage of deep fear of him. The real fear is that he doesn't do anything. Standing there and looking at you, you feel the feeling of countdown.

Zhao Rongxian looked at a few more pages. He looked cold and unhappy. It seemed that he was not as angry as Su Xiangwan imagined. People couldn't figure out what kind of emotion he was.

Then he put down his book and asked Su Xiangwan, "do you often read books and write about me like this?"

Su Xiangwan shook his head: "of course not. There are also more pertinent and objective evaluations."

Afraid he wouldn't believe it, Su Xiangwan went to the bookshelf, ordered a row of books and said, "these are all books about you. That one is the only one that writes bad words about you, so your highness, you don't have to care too much. There are a lot of books about you."

Zhao Rongxian looked relaxed. He looked at the row of books and asked her, "have you read them?"

Su Xiangwan felt a little joy hidden in his tone and thought that the big man didn't care. In fact, he still cared about how the world wrote him.

As soon as he wrote a lot of good books, he was in a good mood.

"I've seen them all." Su said later. She pointed to two of them. "These two are the best and write a lot of practical things your Highness has done in the court."

She worked hard to understand this role and took research notes.

As the saying goes, know yourself and know the enemy, win every battle, and she really worked hard to survive.

Zhao Rongxian went to the bookshelf. He took a casual look. Instead of looking at the two books pointed by Su Xiangwan, he took out another book from the corner with sharp eyes.

——

"I and the general untie the robe"

"...." Zhao Rongxian looked at her with strange eyes.

Su Xiangwan almost suffocated. She quickly took it over and opened it in front of Zhao Rongxian: "Your Highness, don't look at the strange name and think of some bad things. In fact, this book is serious."

The writer estimated that it was the title party. In fact, it was a real "war robe", because it roughly mentioned some things of Yan Beijun, and Su Xiangwan thought that the prototype might have something to do with Yan Tianfang, that's all.

Zhao Rong was conspicuous with a smile. He whispered, "it doesn't matter. The king didn't say anything about you."

He has always been unsmiling. The corners of his eyes are stained with a smile, and his amber eyes seem to light up, hiding a little light of stars.

Su Xiang read the book at night, and the tension in her heart loosened for no reason.

She felt a little funny and said, "it seems that every time in front of your highness, there will be some mess."

As a big star, image is particularly important.

At any time, it should be glittering, energetic and moving with 360 degrees of no dead angle.

Unfortunately, in front of Zhao Rongxian, she has no image to speak of.

Zhao Rongxian seems to be used to her situation.

He looked at the row of books on the reading rack and said, "you don't have to read books if you want to know about the king. Just ask me directly in the future."

Su Xiangwan said, "when he was chased and killed by his highness, where did you think there would be this day?" she thought of the past and was still terrified: "Your Highness came to me last time to take my life."

Zhao Rongxian remembers something different from Su Xiangwan.

Su Xiangwan remembers Zhao Rongxian's attempt to kill her. Zhao Rongxian remembers that he was lurking in the house that day. When Su Xiangwan was wearing a pocket coat, he didn't have any beautiful ideas at that time. Just when he thought of it, he looked a little unnatural.

He paced to the table and sat down.

Su Xiangwan followed him and poured him a cup of hot tea.

"Your Highness hasn't said yet. Why did you come to me? What happened?" what Su Xiangwan can think of is about Princess Dongyang.

It must be very important for him to make such a trip on a snowy night.

Zhao Rong Xian frowned.

There was no special reason. He wanted to see her, so he came.

He was quiet for a moment, and then he said in a voice, "Yuansi said you were looking for me."

Yuan Si sneezed in a corner.

Su Xiangwan was stunned and looked innocent: "no, I didn't find you..."

Zhao Rongxian didn't let her study further, but said, "there's no convenience."

Su Xiangwan remembered that today was his birthday and hurriedly said, "by the way, your Highness's birthday today. I haven't wished your highness a happy birthday yet."

As she spoke, she went to the dresser.

"In fact, I also prepared a birthday gift for your highness, but it was accidentally broken." Su Xiangwan explained, taking out the broken hairpin from the makeup box.

She wants to prove that she's not just talking.

It was not that she had no intention, but that the accident came so suddenly that she didn't want to.

Zhao Rongxian took a faint look and said, "give it to me."

Su Xiangwan was a little surprised. "The hairpin is broken. What else does your highness want it to do?"

Although she said so, she handed the broken hairpin to Zhao Rongxian.

Zhao Rongxian took a look and crushed it without any nostalgia. Su Xiangwan looked at the hairpin that could have been repaired and rescued, which was completely broken into a pile of residue.

"Don't keep the broken things," said Zhao Rong.

He doesn't like fracture and separation.

I don't like to feel bad luck in her.

"As like as two peas," Su said to her, "I feel exactly the same as I think."

It was more cruel than she thought. The broken hairpin was directly destroyed, and there was no chance of repair.

She thought for a while and suddenly said, "now that you've seen it, you have to give something."

Zhao Rongxian wanted to say no, so he heard Su Xiangwan stand up with great joy: "there's still time. The birthday hasn't passed yet. Your highness, wait for me here for a while. I'll make you a birthday present."

"Now?" Zhao Rong looked surprised.

Su Xiangwan grabbed his cloak and wrapped it around him. He also put on his hairy hat, revealing only a face as big as a palm.

She's all warm.

"Soon, wait for me," she said and ran out of the door quickly.

Zhao Rongxian grabbed the cup and took a sip of tea. The smile at the bottom of his eyes couldn't help deepening a little.

The tea brewed in her room is scented tea with a tantalizing aroma.

It's a little sour and sweet. In the end, the tip of the tongue only leaves a sweet meaning.

The tea he drinks is light and astringent, and even bitter. Zhao Rongxian has never drunk such tea. Now I think

In fact, it can also be imported, not as unbearable as he thought.

A little half an hour later, Su Xiangwan went back to the house from outside against the wind and snow.

Her face was flushed by the cold wind, and the unknown thing in her hand sent out a burst of sweet and greasy fragrance, lingering smoke and steaming in the air.

"I'm back," she said naturally, unconscious of familiarity.

On a snowy night, the heater, Su Xiangwan carrying hot food, waiting for her to return to the house, these things are outlined and shaped in Zhao Rongxian's heart, vaguely reflecting the shadow of a home.

He swallowed his throat, looked at Su Xiangwan's round cake with egg fragrance, milk and sweet smell, and asked her aloud, "is this... New Year's cake?"

Su Xiangwan laughed twice, "just... Maybe it doesn't look very good, but I just tried it. It should be edible. This thing is actually a little like New Year cake, but it's not called New Year cake. It's a cake, birthday cake."