Prince, these two words hit Leng Changxi's heart like a bolt from the blue. She trembled all over and twisted her body uneasily, trying to hide the uneasiness in her heart.
If the young husband noticed her eyes at this moment, he would definitely find something that did not belong to the child.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the prince. Since he is the prince, why is he here?
In the Southern Song Dynasty, Leng Changxi originally thought that in this era, although she was not a commoner, her life would definitely be ordinary. She never thought that she would actually have contact with the royal family. She has never been able to accompany the king since ancient times!
She tried her best to search for clues about this era in her memory, hoping to rely on some facts she had known for a long time to avoid disadvantages. However, Leng Changxi had never felt so deeply regretful that she had been in history like this moment.
She fell asleep in class. Apart from the words Southern Song Dynasty, she couldn't even think of a single person in her mind, let alone who was she, the prince's husband-in-law.
The blood all over her body was cold, and Leng Changxi's heart was in a mess. She couldn't figure out how she, a dancer, could be inexplicably involved in such a historical trend? If she had known that such a day would come, she should have been astronomical in the beginning.
He is proficient in geography, history, eighteen kinds of martial arts.
In such a passive scene, Leng Changxi could only make ends meet by relying on her small belief that "she is a modern person and is smarter than the ancients." She let out a cry of sadness in her heart: The Sixth Class Project seems to be coming to an end in this era.
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Fortunately, the young husband was not on guard against her and discussed any issues in front of Leng Changxi, so she could still learn something from them.
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful if someone listens to it, you will be in trouble." The young husband quickly walked to the door with Leng Changxi in his arms, looked around, made sure no one was there, and then closed the door and window.
"Don't worry, let's go. It's just the two of us here, no, there's also Little Bao'er!" Leng Zhanchen smiled and forgot about her. Suddenly, Leng Changxi felt like a thousand arrows had pierced her heart.
"It doesn't matter, little Bao'er is still young. Besides, she is not an outsider." The little husband pinched his cheek.
"Haha, it seems that you really dote on her. Is it okay to trust her so much?" Leng Zhanchen withdrew his gaze and asked lightly.
"Don't I trust you just as much?" The young husband looked at him as if nothing had happened, picked up the plum blossom cake prepared for Leng Changxi on the table and stuffed it into her hand.
"Hahahaha!" Leng Zhanchen laughed suddenly: "Zhao Yuan, I feel relieved to leave my sister to you!"
The young husband smiled lightly and said, "Are you always worried?"
Leng Zhanchen smiled and drank tea, and then slowly said after a while: "Indeed!"
The young husband raised his eyebrows.
Leng Zhanchen continued: "The royal family is a place of right and wrong. I just hope that the Leng family will not be involved in it. I hope that little Baoer can live an ordinary life like a normal girl."
Leng Changxi nodded repeatedly in her heart, brother simply spoke to my heart!
"Is it possible?" The young husband wiped off the plum blossom cake stuck to the corner of her mouth: "Since we met many years ago, it was destined that the Leng family would never be able to live alone."
"Haha, in that case, it's my fault, isn't it?"
"I can only promise you that I will hold out a world for little Bao'er and let her be free in this world."
Afterwards, there was silence in the room. Leng Changxi stared at the eight-year-old little husband with plum blossom cake in her mouth, but she didn't know how old she was. Something felt warm and soft in her heart.
"I hope you can remember this promise!" After a long time, Leng Zhanchen slowly spoke to break the silence.