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The picture of His Majesty walking out of the camp with Princess Yongan in his arms once again frightened everyone.

A ruthless emperor suddenly became so gentle and kind, not only did not comfort everyone, but made people feel even more terrible! There is always an illusion that Your Majesty will come back with a sneer and a sneer after a while with Princess Yong'an's bloody corpse...

Lin Feilu didn't know that he had died abnormally in everyone's brain supplement.

Song Jinglan's steps were steady and heavy, she shrank in his arms obediently, played with his hair for a while, touched his neckline for a while, and finally couldn't help sniffing his slender and beautiful neck with the tip of her nose.

There was a faint scent of ambergris on his body, and after being stunned by the body temperature, the aura that belonged to him became more intense, with a reassuring smell.

When the soft tip of her nose rubbed against her skin, Song Jinglan paused.

He looked down at the restless girl in his arms, his hoarse voice showed a hint of helplessness: "Princess."

Lin Feilu took two more sniffs, buried his whole face in his neck and rubbed it: "Xiao Song, you are so fragrant."

Song Jinglan's arms holding her tightened, and the veins on the back of her hands were exposed.

He closed his eyes, exhaled slowly, groaned a little helplessly, and then strode towards Fairy Lake.

The night has fallen, and the night sky of the wasteland is boundless, clear and bright, like the starry sky in Van Gogh's writings, which is unreal. The Fairy Lake is bathed in this starlight, and the lake shimmers like it is full of stars.

There are also a few weeping willows by the lake, with the night wind blowing across the water, smashing a lake of stars.

Lin Feilu was truly fascinated by the beauty of nature. Suddenly, his heart seemed to be filled with emotion, as if his limbs were trembling, and he felt very satisfied.

She turned her head to look at the tall man standing beside her. His hands were still intertwined with hers, and the smile on his lips was gentle, even more beautiful than this starlight.

She suddenly understood why this feeling arose.

It's because she is enjoying the most beautiful scenery in the world with her favorite person.

Song Jinglan noticed the sight that had been falling on her face, smiled lightly, turned her head and asked, "What is the princess looking at?"

Lin Feilu looked at him and said solemnly, "Xiao Song, it turns out that Fairy Lake really has fairies!"

Song Jinglan actually guessed what she was going to say, but she still asked cooperatively, "Huh? Where is it?"

As a result, Lin Feilu did not follow the routine.

She said, "It's me."

Song Jinglan watched her silently for a while, and finally shook her head and smiled, "Well, it's you."

The night wind blew across the wilderness, and there was an empty and distant sound. Under his gaze, Lin Feilu felt that his physique had flared up again, and stretched out his hand: "Hold."

He smiled and leaned over to hug her gently.

Lin Feilu wrapped his arms around his waist, buried himself in his chest and hummed: "No matter where you are in the future, you have to hug me when I'm tired."

He lowered his head and kissed her long soft hair: "Okay."

Lin Feilu raised his head to look at him, expressing doubts: "This way, that way, you can say whatever I say?"

He stroked the back of her head with his palms, then slid down one by one, pinched the back of her neck, and his low voice was extremely gentle: "As long as the princess is by my side, everything is fine." Lin Feilu was squeezed out of chicken skin again. pimple.

She had found out that whenever this person's perverted possessiveness flared up, he would pinch the back of her neck.

The key is that she is still crazy about this damn possessiveness.

She blushed a little and pushed him away: "Go back."

Song Jinglan nodded and leaned down to hug her, Lin Feilu hurriedly said, "I'll go by myself this time!"

He raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you tired?"

Lin Feilu pulled his hand over, passed his fingers between his fingers, clasped them tightly together, and shook it with a smile: "Just hold me."

He also smiled and brushed off the long hair that was swept across her cheek: "Well, let's go."

Not long after, the people in the camp saw His Majesty returning with Princess Yongan. Seeing that the princess was still alive and well, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Amitabha, it's okay, it's really God's mercy.

After a night of rest, the team continued to set off.

Song State is located in the south and has always been known as fertile soil. Farming and commerce are well organized, and the customs and customs are also different from those of Dalin. Jiangnan water town, Wu Nong soft language, each has its own style.

Lin Feilu ushered in his eighteenth birthday on the road.

In previous years, at this time in Dalin, the climate was still a bit springy, but at this time there was already a shadow of summer in the south. However, all the way through the official post will be replenished, there is enough ice to cool off the heat, and the carriage is still very cool.

As soon as the weather warmed up, Lin Feilu didn't want to wander around on the road, and the escort mission who was eating and drinking finally speeded up.

Lin Feilu had actually forgotten about his birthday.

Too many things happened during this time, she had been on the road for so long, and the weather changed, the concept of time was blurred, and she never thought that today was her birthday. After getting on the carriage, I lay on the carpet and flipped my legs through the playbook I bought a few days ago.

Just as she saw the male and female protagonists secretly meet by her parents, her feet dangling in the air were suddenly held by a pair of cold hands.

She didn't look back, just kicked her feet in protest

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There was a smile behind her, and then a cool circle wrapped around her ankle.

Lin Feilu was half coquettish and half dissatisfied: "What are you doing!"

When she turned around, she saw that she was wearing a red chain on her ankle.

Lin Feilu rolled over and sat up, lifted his feet up with his legs crossed, and leaned in to see the anklet.

A thin chain, I don't know what material it is made of, it is delicate and beautiful, with a bloody red, hanging on her snow-white ankle, it is particularly eye-catching. And the most delicate place is at the clasp of the chain, which is a red phoenix linked end to end.

The phoenix was the representative of the queen in ancient times.

Lin Feilu was a little stunned, and it took a long time before he raised his head and asked the person sitting opposite: "What is this?"

Song Jinglan said warmly, "birthday gift."

Only then did Lin Feilu realize that today was his birthday.

No, that's not the point!

She pointed to the anklet: "Phoenix!"

Song Jinglan nodded: "Well, this is a phoenix buckle, do you like it?"

"It's not a question of whether you like it or not..." She scratched her head and asked hesitantly, "Is the phoenix only used by the queen?"

Song Jinglan smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Lin Feilu's eyes widened and he didn't speak for a while.

Just her? Just her? Can she be a queen like this? ? ?

Although she knew that there was no one else in the little beautiful harem, she never thought that she would just sit in the back when she passed by. There is no one in history who has become a queen with a pro-princess, and it is strange that the courtiers of the Song Dynasty do not fall out.

But looking at Song Jinglan's expression, it seemed that he wasn't joking at all.

Lin Feilu swallowed.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a while, Song Jinglan leaned forward, pulled her twisted fingers, and asked in a low voice, "Is the princess not willing to be the lonely queen?"

Lin Feilu was a little distressed: "Of course I am willing, but... I feel so troublesome, I have to obey a lot of rules, and I have to manage the harem. I have to come here to greet me, and I have to come to see you. I can't sleep if I'm lazy. ."

Song Jinglan saw her small face wrinkled and worried about her future life, she couldn't help laughing: "No, you don't need to worry about those, no one will disturb you."

Lin Feilu pouted: "Then why do you want to be a queen?"

He touched her head and said warmly, "Because I want to give the princess the best things in the world."

Lin Feilu's eyelashes trembled.

For a long time, the ears were burning red, and he said calmly: "Okay, since you have sincerely requested, then I will mercifully satisfy you."

She looked down at the red chain again.

Phoenix buckle.

The name sounds good and looks good.

She couldn't help jumping up and hugging Song Jinglan, lying on his shoulder and acting like a spoiled child: "I like this gift so much."

He laughed and hugged her back.

Lin Feilu twisted in his arms for a while, the flower on the top of his heart seemed to be about to bloom from his heart, and he couldn't hide his love and affection.

She pursed her lower lip and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, you gave me so many gifts, so I'll give you one too, okay?"

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Okay, what gift will the princess give me?"

Her mysterious voice blew in his ear: "You close your eyes."

Song Jinglan closed her eyes as she said.

I felt that the girl lying on my shoulders had left, and after a while, a soft, gentle breath gradually approached the front door.

She held her breath, half-kneeled on the carriage, with her hands behind her back, raised her chin slowly, and then kissed his lips lightly. Like the gentleness of the clouds, like the light touch of the breeze, like a spring rain pouring down on the lotus leaves, it slides down without leaving a trace.

Song Jinglan opened his eyes.

Before Lin Feilu could leave his lips, he suddenly met his deep and secluded eyes, and was stunned for a moment, even forgetting to step back.

The thin lips that had been kissed by him suddenly twitched. A pair of palms caressed the back of her head and pulled her down. When Lin Feilu reacted, the man was already lying on the soft carpet of the carriage, and he was pressed under him.

His hand was still behind her head, slightly sideways, so as not to press her, while the other hand caressed her waist, pressed her tightly, and kissed her down.

She always thought he smelled good.

At this moment, the smell completely enveloped her, passed through her nostrils, and filled her every sense.

His gentleness changed, with an involuntary aggression, she was not allowed to retreat, and she was not allowed to clench her teeth. But he was not in a hurry, and patiently kissed and bitten inch by inch, until she was so weak that she could not help loosening her lips and teeth, and then he took advantage of it and plundered everything from her.

Lin Feilu was kissed until her body was weak, her mind was dizzy, and the flower at the top of her heart burst out at this moment, and the petals wrapped her and the man in front of her. She forgot that they were still in the carriage, that there were others outside.

She forgot everything and just wanted to respond to him.

Amidst the fascination, a soft touch slipped from her lips to her jaw, and then kissed her neck all the way down.

Her fingers clenched into fists, and even the insteps were tensed.

Song Jinglan stopped at the position of the collarbone, he raised his head slightly, his deep eyes were full of desire, looking at the emotional girl under him, his fingers gently brushed the wet corners of her eyes, then lowered his head and kissed kissed her closed eyes.

Lin Feilu was panting and heard his low laugh: "Thank you for the gift from the princess, Gu really likes it."

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