The next morning.

The red sunshine will shine through the morning glow in the sky and fall into the mountains and forests.

The dewdrops seemed to be pierced by the light and dissipated little by little.

The vitality in the mountains and forests seemed to be awakened at this moment.

The greenery of the plants becomes more and more lush.

The manor is already busy.

One servant has long stood on his post.

Some take care of the flowers and plants in the manor, some take care of the farm, and some are cleaning the house.

Almost every servant has his own job.

In the attic, above the soft big bed.

Dongfang was wearing a thin nightgown and rolled over slightly.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled down the long skirt that was rolling to his waist twice.

Such movements have almost become a habit.

Every time I wake up, the hem of the nightgown will roll to the waist because of my sleeping position and my insincereness when I sleep.

Sometimes it even rises under the chest.

Therefore, this habitual movement is gradually developed.

I stretched lazyly, with my mountain-like chest and my slender waist, which collapsed tightly with my strength.

The curved body line is particularly attractive.

But no one appreciates it in this room.

Before he got up, the Eastern Spiritual Consciousness sensed the movements in the manor.

But today is a little different from the past.

It was not that unknown job, but a low voice.

"Your Highness the Prince seems to have not slept all night!"

"The lights in His Highness's yard last night were on."

"Your Highness the Prince is so infatuated."

"Look, His Highness the Prince is covered in dew. He won't sit at the gate of the courtyard all night?"

"Speak quietly...don't be heard!"

“…”

The sound of discussion, like the buzzing bees, drifted into the ears of the east with the morning breeze.

These servants are also doing their best.

Although there was constant discussion, Dongfang never heard the voice of him.

Obviously, servants of this era were also taught professionally.

No matter how it is, I will never talk about my master easily.

Once discovered or reported, the job will be lost.

Listening to the discussion, Dongfang got up, pulled off his nightgown, and put on his long skirt at home.

Lift your palms, spread your fingers, and combed them a few times on the soft hair.

I used to tie my hair bun and gently tied it up with a brush.

Some hairs scattered in front of the face were also gently combed by the white and tender fingers, and went backwards along the eyebrows, and were extremely skillful above the ears.

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The slightly fluffy hairstyle makes Dongfang look even more lazy.

But he did not stop, but walked out of the door with his white jade feet, came to the balcony, and looked at the yard not far away from him.

I saw Yin Fan sitting at the entrance of the yard at a glance.

The luxurious robe was already covered with wet pieces.

That was the trace of being infected by the dewdrops in the morning.

His expression was decadent and his hairstyle was messy. Even the wounds on his forehead were not treated and were stained with red.

Not far behind him, on a human-shaped clothes hanger that is more than one person tall.

Yesterday's rose-shaped light green long skirt was being supported, rippling with the breeze.

The stains and blood on it have been cleaned up very clean.

"Don't give up? Men... sometimes they are really annoyed!"

Seeing Yin Fan like this, Dongfang rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Although it is impossible to attack someone who is really good, it does not mean that Dongfang is not upset.

Especially for people like him who have always understood what they want, it is impossible for him to stay for anyone before achieving his goal.

It is impossible to talk about love.

What's more, Dongfang could not accept it at all, so he posted it with men.

I have never let others touch myself.

This is a bottom line, and it has even evolved into a kind of cleanliness mentality.

Until no one breaks his cleanliness mentality, no one can attack him when the East is unwilling to do so.

Those who dare to do this will inevitably be killed by Dongfang with one blow!

It seems that I feel the movement in the attic in the East, or the gaze of the East.

The dull Yin Fan instantly came back to his senses and subconsciously looked at Dongfang.

When Yin Fan saw Dongfang's enchanting figure and his gaze that was heading towards him, he instantly stood up.

But it seems that it is because it is maintained for too long.

As soon as I got up, my legs became numb and I fell to the ground.

Then he hurriedly got up, patted his clothes a few times, and then looked to the east from afar.

There was still a smile on her face that was reluctant to speak and a bitter smile.

"This is too humble, he is a prince!"

"The kingdom of Ruhn is second only to the king's existence!"

"There is really such love in the world!"

“…”

The busy servant in the distance, when he saw this scene, he muttered in a very low voice.

"This is true love!"

An older woman next to her, her eyes were shining and she responded softly: "That was back then..."

Hearing the woman speak, the servants listened with great concern.

They have heard this story many times.

But this time after seeing the prince's appearance, they suddenly felt that the story this time was a little different.

"True love?"

Dongfang frowned slightly, glanced at Yin Fan, and turned around and returned to the house.

He has had a lot of experiences, and he has even watched those passionate love TV series.

I even talked about many girlfriends before traveling through time.

But when it comes to true love, he only remembered one sentence in his heart: "True love makes people humble!"

With his keen five senses and insight, he clearly felt that Yin Fan's appearance was not at all false.

This made Dongfang feel inexplicably irritated.

I don't want to see Yin Fan who looks like this even more.

"So this is true love... His Royal Highness two months ago was so energetic and noble and elegant!"

"Now……"

The servants whispered again: "Your Highness, the prince is so heartbreaking!"

"Don't the lady's heart hurt?"

...
To be continued...