The flower girl chuckled softly, with a girlish look in her eyes. She hit him with her elbow and was extremely excited: "Hey! Can you guess? If you admit that you are an idiot, I will tell you the answer."

How can the prince admit that he is a fool? How does this undermine his image of being wise and powerful? Then he murmured to himself, what can fight on the water? What can build tall buildings on the water?

It is said that the thing that the prince is not good at is guessing riddles. He was so anxious that he was sweating. He didn't expect the answer.

The girl was even more excited, her eyes were so bright, brighter than the brightest stars in the night. Seeing that the prince couldn't guess it and had a crazy expression on his face, she laughed loudly and started to shake her head and sing again, still "

What kind of water surface holds a parasol?" "What kind of water surface holds a parasol?"...

She was like a chirping bird, walking freely in the mountains and forests. The night seemed not so dark, and the mountains and forests were not so silent.

Time seemed to have stopped. How wonderful it would be to stop at this moment. The prince tightened his arms, almost holding her in his arms in an overbearing manner.

So real, yet so dreamy.

It seemed that he had never thought that he would fall in love with such a little girl. She was not as beautiful as the concubine in his house, nor as charming as the concubine in his house, but every charming smile made his heart ache.

She sang many more folk songs, all of which were "Qianluo folk songs" that he had never heard of before. Each one was beautiful and each one was fresh.

She is like a treasure. He has opened the door to the treasure...but...

When the thought of "but" occurred to him, he felt suffocated. He whipped the horse suddenly, causing the horse to hurt and run wildly in the night forest.

The flower girl choked on her saliva and muttered: "This guy is a dog!" Then she closed her eyes and listened to the wind blowing in her ears.

Suddenly I felt that the wind was carrying a hint of sadness.

Her star-like eyes gradually dimmed.

Both of them stopped talking and just galloped wildly.

When he arrived at the door of "Xing Mansion", his sharp eyes caught a familiar figure in the distance, and he became inexplicably irritated. He reined in the horse, and the horse neighed and stopped.

He seemed to feel that a pair of eyes were looking over here.

He curled his lips and sneered, just on the horse, tilting his head, close to the flower girl's ear, maintaining such an intimate posture, and his voice was so low and magnetic: "Little Ye Zi, do you like this?"

The playgirl felt her ears heat up, her face turned red all of a sudden, and her heart was beating wildly. At that moment, she was no longer a clever playgirl. She was not pretending to be stupid, but really stupid.

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It seems to be the fate of a pig. It is being slaughtered without realizing it, but it still eats and keeps itself fat.

Prince Yu stopped, dismounted from the horse in an extremely handsome posture that seemed to be showing off, and then stretched out his arms to intimately take the playgirl off the horse.

She stood on the ground and felt dizzy.

He still didn't want to leave, his eyes were cold, but his words were warm and domineering: "Little Ye Zi, I will pick you up for your trip tomorrow."

She was shocked, remembering how she had taken off the title of "Lonely Star", and how she had sworn in front of the emperor that she was not worthy of the prince, so she did not want to embarrass the emperor.
Chapter completed!