The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

In the same case with Murong Yu, Murong Ci was uneasy and uncomfortable from the beginning.

How did Liu An actually arrange her and Murong Yu together.

She always felt that Murong Yu's handsome face that looked like a smile was unsatisfactory, and she wished to squash that face into a piece of meatloaf.

Could this be what he meant?

definitely is!

She admired the dance performed by beauties boringly, and lost her appetite in the face of so many delicacies.

An upright body, full of vigor, and a majestic posture that surpassed all beings, revealing the domineering domineering attitude of a military commander.

One is bent, his chin is in his hand, and his elbow is resting on the case. Not only is he thin and slender, but also rude and without the image of a prince.

In such a comparison, who is better and who is inferior, who can take on the important responsibility of the family and the country, will know at a glance.

If the country of Yan is handed over to such a straw prince, the country of Yan will be in chaos sooner or later.

This is the voice of many people.

Those famous ladies became more and more sneered at the prince, disgusted and disgusted, and admired and yearned for the imperial king more, and eager and admired eyes fell on him, sticking to him like brown candy.

Those ladies have speculated about why the imperial king did not marry the imperial concubine after returning to Beijing for five years?

Why didn't your majesty grant him a marriage?

In fact, five years ago, not long after Yu Wang returned to Beijing, Emperor Murong Cheng was about to give him a marriage, but he declined.

After that, Murong Cheng was indulged in beauty and pill, and was unable to extricate himself from it. He ignored the political affairs and forgot about it.

Looking at so many adoring eyes, Murong Ci moved his mind, Murong Yu's strange behavior, those ambiguous behaviors that should not be done to her as a male "prince", is it because there is no such thing as the nourishment of Gentle Township? Also, isn't he thinking of the woman who lingered with him all night? This is the proof.

As long as he marries the imperial concubine, has a tender woman by his side, and is satisfied with the blood and energy, he will not always be light-hearted about her prince.

Princess Zhaohua fell in love with Murong Yu, so wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?

Thinking of this, Murongci's lips curled up slightly.

"What is your Highness thinking? Is there anything happy, let's talk about it?"

The dark and mute voice, like the voice of the devil in the dark night, is close at hand, making it creepy.

Her heart trembled, she straightened up suddenly and turned her head.

However, thrilling, what makes her whole body stiff and cold is--

Murong Yu leaned forward, only a short distance away from her. She made such a move just right, and his lips met his thin lips.

He clearly froze all over, and soft lips struck him, staying on his lips, as if a butterfly's wings inhabited the flower leaves, like the morning dew on the green leaves.

The fragrance is faint, soft to the touch, and tender enough to make his blood rush, and a scorching heat rises in his chest.

So fragrant, yet so short.

As if it was just passing by, the geese passed without a trace.

There were so many eyes in the hall, and she was so embarrassed... Murong Ci was so embarrassed that she couldn't wait to find a hole in it.

She can't cover her face, she is the prince, and doing so will cause many doubts and speculations.

But she was really ashamed, her cheeks were so hot that they burned all the way to the base of her ears and her neck, swallowing her whole body like flames.

At that moment, she vaguely remembered that the masculine man's breath was warm and moist, and the scent of deep water contained a faint scent of alcohol.

It was only a very short moment, the two left quickly, but their hearts were shaken.

And everyone is admiring the beauty's dance, no one has seen this bizarre scene.

Murong Yu had an endless aftertaste, and suddenly found that His Royal Highness's ear roots and side neck were strangely red, like a thousand feet of clouds, soft and beautiful, adding a bit of fragrance.

A ray of smile appeared on his thin lips, and he put half a cup of yokan in front of her, "His Royal Highness does not seem to have eaten the soup, taste it."

"No, I don't like yokan."

Murongci sat in a precarious manner, his eyes were not squinted, and his hands were drooping.

In fact, he was worried and a little overwhelmed. Will he be suspicious? What do you think of?

He leaned forward again and whispered in her ear: "Why is your Royal Highness's face so red? But just now..."

"My palace is greedy for a cup, it's drunk on the face." She explained anxiously, knowing that without touching her face, her blush was scary at this time.

"So that's it?"

Murong Yu sat up straight, suddenly held her soft, and gently scratched the palm of her hand with his fingertips.

Murongci's anger rushed to the ground, but he didn't dare to move, and only pulled his hand back under the cover of the vast expanse.

This **** Murong Yu! He did it on purpose!

After trying several times, I still couldn't escape from the clutches.

His flicking is like a feather flicking, itchy, soft and warm, but like a slender silver needle piercing her fingertips, torturing her.

Her blood was rushing, her head was furious, and she whispered, "Let go!"

"His Royal Highness has just molested this king, why should this king get back a little interest?" Murong Yu said with a smile, his face unchanged.

"That's enough!" Murong Ci gritted his teeth secretly, wishing to kill him.

He still didn't let go, as if he was addicted to playing, counting her hand bones one by one.

He also joked frivolously: "His Royal Highness's hands are as soft as boneless, and people who don't know the inside think they are the hands of a beautiful woman."

Such a scene, such a situation, such anxious fear, it is really suffering.

Her breath gradually became unstable, and she simply turned her passive to active, turning flexibly in his big palm, scratching his palm lightly.

Don't you make me uncomfortable? I also make you uncomfortable!

Murong Yu was stunned, and the corners of his lips slipped out a chuckle that seemed like nothing, and his big hands simply didn't move, making her noisy.

Under the cover of the vast expanse, the two were darkened and their auras gradually unstable.

The body also shook.

Murongci rubbed his **** for a moment, and was about to pull out his hand suddenly, making him undefeated. He didn't know that he seemed to have expected it. He clasped her small hand, clasped her five fingers, and clasped tightly.

Repeated rubbing is like rubbing the ears and temples, as if they are touching each other.

The thin calluses of his fingers rubbed her softness hard.

Such a situation, how beautiful, how fragrant.

Just like an undetected, blurred and romantic spring night blooming in the hazy veil woven by the moon, the night flowers under the moon are stunningly blooming, the clear spring dingdong flows, and the boundless beauty of the wind and moon is fascinating and makes the heart sway.

She was cold and hot all over, and there was a storm in his heart.

The whole world has gone away, and the splendid and splendid prosperity in front of me has all turned into an illusory back.

She turned her head subconsciously, her eyes were clear and clear, but she looked like she was covered with a thin veil, her eyes blurred and blurred.

He also turned his head, breathing slightly, staring at her non-stop, the burning heat in his chest has spread to his limbs.

He didn't expect that the unintentional teasing would turn into a result that even he himself could not expect.

The simple teasing with the bottom of the hand, even has such a lingering feeling.

Murongci quickly retracted his hands and sat upright.

And Murong Yu didn't look at her anymore, and the ripples in the lake gradually disappeared.

...

The maiko changed a wave, and the soft sara all over her body was dancing and spinning, dancing like a wind and snow, like a cloud like a mist, like a fairy like flying.

The dance and music chapter, the prosperous age.

Concubine Qiao and Princess Zhaohua were in the same case. They noticed that their daughter was not moving the silver chopsticks, and when she saw her daughter looking at the opposite banquet, she was shocked: Is Chang'er looking at the prince or the king?

Chang'er and the prince are brothers and sisters, what does the prince do?

Suddenly, Fei Qiao suddenly realized, but her eyebrows were slightly frowned in shock.

The daughter has taken a fancy to the regent!

"Zhaohua, you haven't toasted to the emperor yet." She pulled her daughter's golden thread to embroider the expanse of phoenix feathers.

"Oh." Murong Chang held up the white jade cup, respectfully respecting the case, and said respectfully, "Father, the son is not sensible, and he has been out of the palace for half a year without authorization, and the son begs his father."

"Knowing mistakes and knowing how to change is a good boy. I am so relieved." Murong Cheng smiled lovingly and took a symbolic sip of tea. "Zhaohua, don't be capricious in the future. You must follow your mother and concubine's teachings and stay in the palace. Be a princess with a lot of demeanor."

"Erchen obeys his orders." She smiled softly and softly. "Erchen will no longer be wayward, stay in the palace and serve the emperor."

"Good, good." He smiled and pressed his hand and told her to sit down.

"Your Majesty, Zhaohua is seventeen years old, and it's the age of marriage." Xiao Guifei's voice was beautiful and lingering, almost dripping with water, "Our royal princess Zhaohua is so much favored, your Majesty should be fine. Sisi, point her to a wishful man. This man needs both civil and military, heroic looks, and brilliant talents to be worthy of Zhaohua."

Concubine Qiao's heart jumped, and she quickly said: "The concubine cares about Zhaohua, and the concubine thank you for your concubine. Although Zhaohua is at the age of giving a marriage, Zhaohua's willful behavior, and she was out of the palace for half a year before returning, which is really unfilial." She sincerely said. "Your Majesty, Zhaohua is self-willed and arrogant, and her concubines will teach her a lot in the future, don't worry about giving marriage, let her learn the rules of the palace first, accept your heart, and be filial to your Majesty. It will not be too late to discuss in two years."

Concubine Xiao Gui smiled, and as she moved the golden steps of the phoenix on her slick hair bun, the golden light flashed, and it flashed like a sword light, "Sister, after two years Zhaohua will be nineteen, and she is an old girl. If you want to marry you It needs to be early, and Zhaohua is not too young or too early. What does your Majesty think?"

Speaking of her marriage, Princess Zhaohua, Murong Chang, lowered her head and her eyes were shy.

The pink noodles and peach cheeks are tactful and affectionate, full of expectations for the future husband and wife, and inexplicable joy.

She quietly raised her eyes, the stream gleamed, and the direction she stared at was the royal king.

Murongci curled his lips mockingly, and it seemed that the royal family's good deeds were approaching.

Xiao Guifei's proposal like this is just to see Zhaohua's mind and want to betroth Zhaohua to a famous young man, as long as it is not Murongyu; secondly, take the opportunity to cut off the arm of the opponent Qiaofei-these years, Zhaohua has been quite successful. The father and the emperor favored her, and Qiao concubine's mother was dear to the holy pet by her daughter.

Concubine Xiao's hand can kill two birds with one stone.

Murong Cheng smiled kindly, "Zhaohua is indeed quite young, but I have to choose the horses carefully."

After hearing these words, those courtiers and famous princes who wanted to marry the princess, the glorious lintel, and the young men secretly cheered, and began to figure out how to win the favor of Princess Zhaohua.

This is a great opportunity! Don't miss it!