Hearing Zhi'er's words, Chen Biyuan couldn't help but smile happily. She just hoped that these three days would pass quickly and she could see Feng Qinghan again. She felt that as long as Feng Qinghan was willing to get along with her, he would definitely fall in love with her.
She would agree to marry her. It was Feng Qinghan's own resistance before, because he wanted to be responsible for the married princess. Now that the stupid Wen Weinuan is no longer there, then what else can prevent them from being together?
Woolen cloth?
So she was very confident in herself, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became, and her whole body seemed to be flying.
She felt that she had to prepare well in these three days. She racked her brains to prepare poems that could stand out. Since it was a poetry competition, she had to do well in order to leave an impression on Feng Qinghan. Feng Qinghan could no longer see her.
looks, so she had to interest him in something else.
She always felt a little regretful when she thought that Feng Qinghan couldn't see her. If he could see it, she believed that she could attract him faster.
After sighing softly, she began to read and write poems.
****
In a dark room, a thin figure was sitting on the bed. The dim light shrouded most of her face, making her look a bit terrifying, with a pair of eyes filled with malice.
of light.
Suddenly, there was a "squeak" and the door was pushed open. The visitor was startled when he saw Jingya sitting on the bed. A touch of distress flashed across his face. He quickly stepped forward and squatted down in front of the surprised person.
"Xiaoya, why are you shutting yourself up here? The sun is very sunny outside. It's rare that it doesn't rain. Go out and bask in the sun."
Jingya didn't move, didn't even look at Jingtang.
Looking at Jingya like this, Jingtang is not only sad but also sad. Now Jingya's injury is almost healed. The broken arm has been treated well and has not worsened. It's just that a broken arm is a broken arm after all, and a mute is still a mute. Her
Sister, it has been destroyed.
"Are you blaming your sister?"
Jingya still didn't respond, she just sat there, looking forward with malicious eyes.
"My sister warned you back then not to be obsessed with it, but you didn't listen. Now that you have such a result, you should understand that it is your own problem. The prince has given you a lighter sentence, otherwise you will be punished more severely, and
The prince agreed that I can come out to take care of you. If it were not for the sake of the past, why would the prince do this? Xiaoya, you should be grateful instead of resenting the prince and princess, you know? "
I just hope that Jingya can listen to her sincere words of advice, but although Jingya responded, she did not listen to the advice, but looked at her sister angrily. Her facial features were distorted due to anger, and she looked very angry.
It's scary, especially in such light and shadow, bright and dark, it's frightening.
Jingtang couldn't bear her gaze like this, and her face darkened, "What do you want? Do you want to become the prince's woman? You know this is impossible!"
"Even without the princess! It's impossible, don't you understand? In the past, the prince didn't care about you, just because he had a good temper, it doesn't mean he has anything to you! Don't you understand? Don't think about doing stupid things anymore
, don’t give up on yourself, my sister will take care of your future life and guard you!”
Jingya sneered, and the cold voice made Jingtang's hair stand on end. He felt that the woman in front of him was very strange. She was no longer the innocent and lovely sister she was before. She seemed to be a devil, a devil full of resentment!