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Chapter 833: Why don’t you believe it?

It wasn't until this time that the prince finally reacted. What did Zhao Mingxi mean before touching the pillar.

"You are so embarrassed to ask me if I have really regarded you as a wife. I never thought that my prince would be someone else.

Even if I am often interested in different women, I am often attracted by the beauty of others, but ... "

He smiled bitterly, "But those people can only be a concubine, just give any place, just be happy, and as you want. It's just a play."

"You are so proud, how can you take them in your heart? They are mine, but why are they not your person?"

The prince felt that his eyes were afraid of soreness, so he rubbed his eyes. "I haven't cried for a long time. If I cried too much, I would be joked, saying that my Chu Jun was too weak.

Only you! Only you, Zhao Mingxi, you are the person who has been crying for the most times. You have said that you will not laugh at me, so I never feel embarrassed in front of you.

How did you suddenly be so impulsive? So many times, so many times, we have escaped from death, we are all safe and sound.

Digest? Is your life suddenly worthless?

Still now, even in your eyes, I have become likely? You also think I am a unable to support Adou.

He said suddenly crying.

"Zhao Mingxi, you chose to me after you were your mother. When you were married, you said that you will take good care of me in this life, and you will never give up.

Now it's your breach of contract, you have made your own life. You forgot everything you said at the time, do you ignore it? "

The sky gradually darled, the prince was sitting alone, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting. He only felt that his body was getting colder and colder.

It seems that this heaven will never be fine, and that person, lying in it, will never open it to look at yourself again.

"Zhao Mingxi, you are my queen, I have already promised to give you this. At present, you have made me no way to fulfill their promises, in the future ..."

He seemed to want to say something ruthless, but he paused for a while, but only a long sigh left, "Who will accompany me to see this great rivers and mountains in the future?

Why?

Why do you and my mother do this to me like this?

In this huge palace, I am alone, you will let go of it directly, ignore me at all.

So what is it for me to get all of this? The director of the country ... How difficult is it! Who should I ask? Who should I believe? "

He finally cried. "You are irresponsible to me. What should I do in the future?

I know that everyone thinks I am stupid, and I think I have no prince. I know all myself.

I also know that they have nothing to say. If you do n’t have you, I have been a prince for a long time, and I have been pulled down by the third child. All of this should have been with me. Now let me let me go

Who is looking for? "

It is getting darker and darker. Finally all the light disappeared.

Only the snow outside came in, slightly hazy white.

Several waiters outside the door did not dare to come in at all, and dared to secretly anxious. His Royal Highness sat down like this, and his body should not be able to eat.

At this time, a small figure appeared.

"Ouch, you can come, go to the master of Changjun, go and persuade His Royal Highness! His Royal Highness will do this, really can't stand it."

The county master here is not the owner of Huimin County.

It seems to have been forgotten in this East Palace, the county owner for a long time.

She is Zhao Mingxi's daughter and the eldest daughter of the prince.

She used to be very favored, but unfortunately, under the pressure of the eldest son in the East Palace, and under the competition between the princes, these pets gradually disappeared.

And the county owner also understood the helplessness in his father's eyes in the day of the year.

Mother educated her across the way. Don't come out and shake it blindly. As a daughter, learn to learn quiet and quiet. Don't ask for suspicion in front of the father emperor.

The master of Changjun is very obedient, and in general, it will not even appear in front of the prince.

In today's one or two years, the number of meetings can be a few times.

But this does not mean that she is not loved by others. She is a child who is held by her mother in her palm.

Just because his father had rarely came to his mother's palace. Therefore, he didn't know that he was often accompanied by his mother.

The master of Changjun looks more mature than his peers, although she is only eight years old.

After hearing the words of the palace, she just nodded her head gently, and then took a small step, stepped into the Lingtang step by step.

"Father."

This strange and familiar voice allows the prince to return to God.

Then he noticed a small voice, but it turned out to be his daughter who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Yan An, why are you here?"

He only heard his own voice, hoarse.

He hesitated for a while and stretched out his hands towards the little figure.

The master of Changjun just hesitated, and walked over, and he souted into his father's arms.

This is already a little strange.

"Father, I heard you have been here for a long time."

Her voice brought childishness, but revealed that she was not in line with age.

Hearing the prince's heart a sourness.

"Where have you been there during this time? Why haven't you seen you for a long time?"

Changjun Lord slightly lowered his eyelashes and did not answer immediately. It seemed to be thinking about how to answer this topic.

"My mother said that Yan An has grown up, and she can't be as boiled as before. She needs to learn things well with her, so she comes out less on weekdays."

Even such comforting words are mature and cautious that they are not mature and cautious.

The prince is more distressed.

Then I found that the girl's hand was very cold.

"How do you wear so little? Is it not thoughtful to wait for you?"

"No." The master of Changjun shook his head gently. "I was carefully selected by the mother and the back, and I have always been very dedicated, but I have forgotten the cloak."

She said that the prince found that she did not wear a cloak, and couldn't help but blame: "Why do you not pay attention to your family?

The master of Changjun was silent again, and he said again after he pursed his lips: "I know that I am anxious, so I can’t care."

The prince looked at her, and then noticed that her daughter had opened a lot more than he saw last time, and her eyebrows were very like her mother.

Especially the look of the lips, as if thinking about something, is almost the same as Zhao Mingxi.

His heart couldn't help tingling again. He asked subconsciously: "Wu An, do you blame your father?"

Changjun Lord did not speak.

In fact, she knew what he should say. When I came, I had taught her.

But she found that he couldn't say.

Her heart had grievances, deep and deep grievances.

If it weren't for his father, how could his mother lie in such a cold coffin?

Obviously a few days ago, they also sat together to talk about the future of the future. The mother showed her a small coat that sewed her brother.

Obviously everyone said that his mother was pregnant with a younger brother.

She didn't understand why her father didn't believe it.

She knew her father didn't like her. Because she was a girl.

But this is not the mother's fault. The mother once said that her father did not really blame her.

So why didn't my father believe that my mother was unwilling to support her mother this time?

What happened at the New Year's banquet was not very clear.

But she knew that her father was deceived, and he knew that his mother must have been deceived.

She wants to know more, but even though she is the master of Changjun, she has no rights. Besides, she is just a eight -year -old girl.

So she still spoke, "weird."

The prince was slightly stunned, and his face was a little confused, but then he tightened his arm and held the girl in his arms.

Tears fell into the girl's neck one by one, and the prince choked: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The master of Changjun didn't cry, she just asked softly: "Father, do you believe my mother? Do you believe me?"

The prince didn't speak, not because he couldn't answer, but he couldn't say it.
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