The sharp eyes frightened Liu Miao'er, but she was not afraid at all. She looked back coldly. The two people's eyes exchanged in the air. In an instant, they were lightning and full of murderous intent. The powerful aura forced Qinghun Qingpo and Bi'er to move at the same time.
He took a few steps back.
This is a war between the princess and the prince, and it has nothing to do with us.
With these thoughts in mind, the three of them all stayed far away, leaving Liu Miao'er and Yuan Shao looking at each other, wondering in their hearts whether this would be a protracted battle.
It's just that God didn't have his wish. As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Yuan Shao narrowed his eyes, looked at Liu Miao'er's unyielding attitude, and chuckled.
The corners of his mouth raised and he pursed his lips in a smile, dispelling the coldness from his body.
Yuan Shaofeng lowered his eyes and looked at Liu Miao'er. He suddenly felt that his princess looked very disobedient, but she would be fun.
My lord, he actually smiled?
Qinghun Qingpo lost all his coldness and was dumbfounded for the third time today. Their prince had never smiled like this since he was ten years old. Occasionally, the corner of his mouth curled up and it was considered a smile. They had followed the prince since they were young and knew that he was born with a smile.
Being cold-hearted, never crying, never laughing, and being emotional would never appear in his own prince. But why did the prince actually smile at the princess today?
Could it be that the princess and the prince are destined partners!
Qinghun Qingpo couldn't calm down, and Liu Miao'er couldn't calm down at this time either.
The smile of King Runan was filled with the tenderness she loved most, but why did she feel so creepy after being distracted for a moment?
Because he is cold and cold, and there is a kind of coldness emanating from the bottom of his heart?
Liu Miao'er didn't understand, but she, Liu Miao'er, was not one to back down from battle.
Better than smiling? You can pretend, why can’t I?
"I'm sorry, please get out of the way. Otherwise, if my husband sees me, I may be divorced."
Liu Miaoer blinked her eyes and smiled politely, without showing her teeth. She was dignified and virtuous, with the demeanor that a princess should have.
This momentary change made the smile on Yuan Shao's face gradually deepen.
"How can I, the king, be willing to abandon such a sensible and virtuous princess? Not to mention that the princess has my child in her belly."
As he spoke, Yuan Shao stretched out his hand to touch Liu Miao'er's belly, which was flat, warm and soft. But the moment he reached out to touch it, Liu Miao'er's belly let out an unsatisfactory cry.
"Gulu--" the sound was very clear in the silent courtyard.
I haven’t eaten lunch or dinner, and my stomach doesn’t growl, so that’s weird. But why doesn’t it growl early in the morning or late in the evening? Why does it growl at this time?
Liu Miao'er suddenly felt that all her struggles just now were defeated because of such a growl from her stomach. Liu Miao'er's face turned a little red, and she was complaining about her unsatisfactory stomach.
"hungry?"
Yuan Shao retracted his hand, looked at Liu Miao'er who turned his head to the side, and slowly put away his smile.
Liu Miao'er gritted her teeth and wanted to shake her head, but when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't starve her child without eating. What's more, she was already hungry. What was there to deny?
All of this is not thanks to the man in front of me!
Thinking of this, Liu Miao'er raised her head, looked at Yuan Shao, and said viciously: "Of course I'm hungry. We are all people who eat all kinds of grains. It's human nature to eat, drink, poop, and sleep. Why not!"
Liu Miaoer's words were righteous and well-founded. Yuan Shao looked at her taking it for granted and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Qingpo, I am also a little hungry. Go get some food. I will have dinner with the princess tonight."
Yuan Shao gave the order lightly, then held Liu Miao'er's hand very naturally, and slowly entered the main hall of the somewhat dilapidated house.
Liu Miaoer's eyes darkened, but her stomach growled, so she thought about it and held back whatever she wanted to do.
When it comes to eating, the most important thing is to endure what others cannot tolerate.
Yuan Shao gave an order, and Qing Po hurried down, while Qing Hun followed Yuan Shao into the house, but was stopped by Liu Miao'er.
"You, and Bi'er, go after Qing Po and tell the kitchen that I don't eat anything too oily."
Liu Miaoer's eyes widened, and she pushed Qinghun out without saying a word, and then winked at Bi'er. Bi'er looked at the prince who didn't say a word in the room, thinking that this was also the young lady and the prince.
It was a great opportunity to get along, so regardless of whether he was shy or not, he grabbed Qinghun and ran out.
"king--"
Qing Hun's voice was forced back by Liu Miao'er's cold eyes. With Yuan Shao ignoring him, he could only follow Bi'er out of the yard.
When everyone left, the moonlight was like water in the courtyard, and the whole world seemed to suddenly become quiet.
Liu Miao'er stood at the door, turned around, looked at Yuan Shao sitting on the chair with peeling paint, took a deep breath, and forced a smile on her face.
A smile as bright as a flower, bright and dim in the flickering candlelight, but very clear, came to Yuan Shao.