Feng Hongluan in the carriage was very disdainful when he heard this. Since he was afraid that the woman would talk too much again, why did he take her there? She was not happy.
Looking at her scattered clothes on the ground, she wanted to change them back and tell King Jin that she didn't want to talk too much, but before she took action, there was a knock on the door outside, which startled her: "You
If you don't come out, I will go in."
"Okay, okay!" Feng Hongluan was sure that with the character of King Jin, he was not just talking about it. If she didn't go out, he would really come in.
After getting out of the car, King Jin looked her up and down and seemed very satisfied: "Yes, but the rouge and gouache on her face are too feminine. People can tell that she is a woman at a glance. Let me wash my face."
"Your Majesty, I am a woman." She did not move and stood there, a little dissatisfied. "No matter how I dress up, I am still a woman. I just heard the prince say in the car that he wanted to have a party with King Huai. Fortunately, King Huai did not bring the princess.
, then why did the prince bring me, a woman who talks too much and disturbs the atmosphere? "
When the King of Jin heard this, he burst out laughing: "You have a very sharp ear and a rude mouth. So you are a talkative woman?"
The rhetorical question left Feng Hongluan speechless. Who would admit that she is a talkative and noisy woman? But if she didn't admit it, then she would agree to go to the appointment with him.
After a moment of silence, she said calmly: "I'm not."
He smiled with satisfaction: "Ha! No, it doesn't matter if I take you with me."
This King of Jin looked like a playboy and was careless, but he always laid traps on others so calmly that people knew it was a trap but had to get in.
I still followed his instructions and went to cleanse my face and wash off the makeup on my face.
Everything is ready. If you don't look carefully, Feng Hongluan now looks like a white-faced scholar. She is delicate and elegant. But if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that her daughter's appearance, which has a rich family, is also reflected in this men's clothing.
Hard to cover up.
Her beauty, when her temperament is cold and arrogant, is like a branch of wintersweet welcoming the cold. When her temperament is lonely and pure, it is like the orchid that blooms alone. When she is angry, it is like the magnolia in full bloom. When she is crying, it is like the heavy rain.
Pear blossom.
Nowadays, the appearance of men's clothing is like a mountain red flower blooming under the vigorous pine trees. Although the beauty is somewhat obscured by the shade of the trees, it is not buried. It is still charming and rippling physically and mentally.
In the carriage, Prince Jin's eyes kept falling deeply on Feng Hongluan's fair face. Feng Hongluan looked a bit unnatural, so he didn't move his head and deliberately avoided it.
The small space could not bear too much ambiguity, so she tried to avoid any physical contact with Prince Jin. Unfortunately, the carriage was small and bumpy, and his hands would always touch her body, seemingly absent.
Every time, she trembled slightly, blushed and her heart beat. And he took the time to look at her shyness, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth that could confuse all living beings from beginning to end.
Feng Hongluan couldn't bear the atmosphere, so she kept hiding inside. When King Jin saw her huddled in the corner, he smiled: "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
Feng Hongluan's face turned red and she murmured: "That's not true."
"Oh, I have said that what I want is your willingness."
Her cheeks turned even crimson: "That will have to wait until you marry me."
He suddenly teased: "Can I understand that you are waiting for me to marry you?"
At this time, her face turned red to the root of her neck. Feng Hongluan became a little angry and glanced sideways at King Jin's cheek: "I will not go back on my word. You have helped me and I have promised you. I will never do it."
I regret it, but please King Jin not to be so humiliating. If you hadn't been kind to me, even if you gave me a piece of white silk and a glass of poisonous wine, I would be willing to accept it instead of marrying you."
The playful smile on Prince Jin's lips disappeared, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Do you want to tell me that marrying me is worse than death?"
Startled, he seemed to be angry, and the air in the car suddenly cooled down a bit. After all, there was a difference between emperor and minister, and Feng Hongluan knew that he had gone too far.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me." She bent her knees and wanted to kneel down, but the carriage was so small, so she could only half-squat down.
King Jin looked at her half-crouched with cold eyes, his tone was no longer gentle and gentle, but he heard him say coldly: "Feng Hongluan, I have said that I will not force others to do anything. Since it is so difficult to marry me, then
Just rest assured, I will never bother you again from now on."
You should be happy, right? But why, there is a deep sense of loss in your heart.
Feng Hongluan knew that some of the things she said were too harsh out of anger. In fact, marrying him was not worse than death. At least, compared to Ling Che, Prince Jin was not useless. At least, he had
He spared no effort to help her, and even knelt in the cold rain for half an hour, catching the wind chill, in order to persuade the emperor to help break off the engagement between the Fengling family.
Although he was occasionally disrespectful towards her and always made some irregular moves, he was such a scoundrel and never demanded or demanded anything.
In fact, he is not as bad as he thought, but what he said now and splashed water hurt his self-esteem, and Feng Hongluan could not recover it.
Asking her to ask him to marry her, asking her to apologize, she didn't have the backbone to do these things.
The atmosphere inside the car, originally ambiguous, now suddenly became a little condensed. The cold air outside invaded through the cracks in the car door bit by bit. People who were cold couldn't help but shiver.
Fortunately, the car arrived at the destination not long after, and he got out of the car without saying a word and with a cold face.
She followed closely and entered a teahouse. The teahouse was filled with hot air and suddenly became much warmer. The shopkeeper seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. When he saw Prince Jin, he hurriedly greeted him to sit down in the private room on the second floor. Feng Hongluan
Following along, I felt like a clown, but until now, the role I played was just that of a clown.
He is the king and she is just a servant. She is simply overestimating her ability to fight against him.
For him, he could make her a high-ranking Princess Jin, or he could make her like she is now, just a little follower behind her.
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