Qianxun was also wearing a fiery red velvet coat today, and she looked very much like Feng Canglun. They looked like a couple.
Feng Canglun silently watched Qianxun and Fengchun look at each other, and Fengchun's heart ached. Qianxun and Feng Canglun had been playing in the snow with blushing faces all morning, thinking that they must have been very sweet last night.
Bar?
When she thought of this, Fengchun didn't notice her feet, suddenly slipped and rushed straight towards Qianxun.
Qianxun subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, but Fengchun was a grown man after all, so how could he get what he wanted if he subconsciously tried to help her?
Fengchun's body suddenly leaned forward, Qianxun's hands were weak, and the whole big man's body fell into Qianxun's arms.[
Feng Canglun's red eyes tightened, and her heart felt like it was hollowed out or stabbed by something. It hurt and panicked.
As Princess Ruyi said, is this what it means when a beautiful man falls into the arms of the imperial concubine?
However, it was so accurate that even Feng Canglun didn't want to believe it was a coincidence!
If it's just a coincidence, why does it still snow?
Princess Ruyi has no other skills except astrology, let alone the changes in the weather!
Therefore, he must marry Princess Ruyi, divorce Qianxun, and then make Qianxun his queen after he becomes the emperor?
In this case, will Qianxun believe him?
"Hey, why can't you stand still?"
Qianxun's reproachful voice came, and Fengchun's face turned red. The guards on the side and the palace maids passing by all looked at Fengchun and Qianxun with strange eyes.
Ever since Qianxun and Fengchun left the palace to play in the mountains that day, they felt that the princess had an ambiguous relationship with the guards.
"I'm sorry...Xun...Princess, I will be careful in the future." Fengchun smiled bitterly. In the end, there was still a huge distance between the two.
She is the princess and she is a subordinate.
He stayed by her side silently, tasting his own wounds alone late at night.
Qianxun patted the snow on his body and said, "It's okay, let's build a snowman! Feng Canglun, what are you staring at?"
Looking back, he saw the pain in Feng Canglun's eyes. Qianxun twisted his eyebrows. Could it be that he had misunderstood the support just now?
This person, really, why doesn’t he believe her yet?
Qianxun ran over, and his footprints fell deep and shallow on the snow.