Luo'er, who was on the side, was obviously relieved when she saw the arrival of the two of them. Today, the Queen asked her to take Miss Mu around here, and she must wait until the second prince and a young and handsome boy arrived.
She looked at the person next to the second prince with red lips, white teeth, peach-like eyes, and beauty as a crown jewel. She couldn't help but blush and lowered her head. But she could only look at this person, fearing that this person was arranged by the Queen to match Miss Mu.
of.
When Shen Ning saw the person coming, his eyes lit up and he rushed over: "Second brother!"
Muyin sneered and cursed in his heart. When he saw a beautiful man, he rushed towards him. He was so graceless and his heart was full of love!
But when she saw the other person's face clearly, she couldn't look away even more.
It's him!
He wore a purple-gold crown with jewels on his head. There was a trace of broken hair on his forehead that was gently blown by the wind. There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips. His clear and bright eyes contained endless attraction. He was tall and straight.
The bridge of his nose looks great in purple, which makes him more handsome and adds a bit of a gentle and elegant scholarly atmosphere.
But Muyin knew that he was not a scholar.
He is his brother and counselor who accompanies him to fight on the battlefield, kill traitors, and pacify the borderlands.
"Yi Xiangming!"
Muyin blurted out, with faint tears in his eyes.
I don’t know how Jiang Songyu is doing since his accident. Do you miss him? Go and help him find out his whereabouts?
Finally unable to bear it any longer, she moved her steps and trotted forward. Yi Xiangming, Yi Xiangming, her mind replayed the events of the past over and over again.
He and his daughter have a pot of red, he and his hot spring, he and he have the same bowl of rice when food is in short supply, and the... love between him and him.
Before Yi Xiangming could react, someone rushed into his arms.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he helped the man up. With just one glance, his eyes lit up, as if the flowers in the purple garden couldn't compare to the appearance of the beauty in front of him.
What a stunning beauty. She is as beautiful as a fairy. Every part of her facial features is just right, making her unforgettable.
Her lips, as red as a peony, were slightly pursed, as if she wanted others to take a bite and taste the freshness and sweetness.
Her eyes were like autumn waves, full of water, like the petals of a flower bathed in water, making people think. Looking again, the water vapor was faintly swaying in the eye sockets, which made people pity her.
She...is she crying?
Yi Xiangming was surprised, why did he cry so easily? And... her eyes were very familiar, so familiar that she looked like him.
He panicked and hurriedly coaxed: "Miss, could it be that there was a collision just now?"
No. Muyin wanted to say it, but there was a lump in her throat and her nose felt sour.
Damn it, why are you crying! Muyin despises herself for being so sentimental after turning into a woman!
In fact, Muyin just didn't know.
When a person is alone and meets the person he is most familiar with in his life, he will not be able to suppress the emotions in his heart and all of them will come out.
Muyin didn't know yet that when she pounced on her like this, Shen Ning on the side was also secretly cursing, you are such a graceless and lustful woman!
After the buffering was completed, Muyin calmed down her emotions, and a very strange idea suddenly came to her mind.
What would happen if she married Yi Xiangming?
She was startled by this idea.
But think about it, she is a girl now. Even if she does not marry Yi Xiangming, she will marry another man. Of course, she will not marry any other man.
If it were...Yi Xiangming, she would feel more at ease.
That must be the case, she doesn’t like men!
"I'm sorry..." Muyin didn't know what reason to excuse him, so he had no choice but to stop talking. It's impossible for a grown man to still say to himself, why did you attack me, right?
