The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

"Then..." Fu Yunxi looked at her: "How about this king marry you?"

There was an embarrassing silence, Han Yan stared at him dumbfounded, and said incoherently: "Your Highness... Your Highness is joking, Han Yan never thought of marrying Your Highness."

"Don't take concubines, don't marry concubines, don't take the room, Xuanqing Palace has only you as a princess, and this king can do everything you say." His voice was cold and calm, but the conditions he offered were not. With such a temptation, the Xuanqing palace is rich enough to rival the country, not to mention this monstrous wealth, it is only Fu Yunxi, who is also the dream lover of Da Zong's daughter's family.

Seeing that Han Yan was unmoved, he said again: "The servants in the palace dare not bully you, the officials in Beijing do not dare to despise you, your aunt and father dare not laugh at you, you are only a member of the Xuanqing palace, except for This king, you don't have to be afraid of anyone." His expression was gentle and bewitching, and his voice contained low coaxing, if anyone passed by at this time, he would see a handsome young man seducing a little girl who was not even close to her hair.

Han Yan only felt a "bang" in his head. Who said that the most evildoer in the capital was Helian Yu? That was because they had never seen Fu Yunxi's evildoer! Facts have proved that once a man who looks abstinent and indifferent from the outside starts to show off, that kind of temptation and romance will be carved into his bones. The posture is warm and beautiful, like a fallen fairy, with a thrilling and moving appearance.

Han Yan was a ghost, and almost said "yes", but when he touched the Buddha statue, he came to his senses, thinking that the color is empty, and he said seriously: "There are many young ladies who want to marry the prince, why does the prince want to marry me. "

He put away his seductive look and said expressionlessly: "Because... I want to fulfill a person's wish."

The words were ambiguous, and Han Yan said strangely: "To fulfill one's wishes, why do you have to ask me?"

"This king needs a princess, and you are suitable." He said.

Suitable is always simpler than liking, but it is not easy to give birth to betrayal, liking... is something that can't be grasped by the ethereal, maybe you like it today, and you won't like it tomorrow. However, the suitability is not the same. The suitability for a person is only recognized after comparison. In the short term, neither will become unsuitable.

Hearing this answer, for some reason, Han Yan was a little disappointed. She calmed down and said, "Why am I suitable?"

Fu Yunxi gave a rare smile: "You are selfish, bold, scheming, and ruthless..."

"Hey." Before he could finish speaking, Han Yan interrupted him: "I'm so scary? I'm so bad, yet you say I'm suitable to be your princess. Doesn't it mean that your princess is the most suitable for a poisonous woman? Do?"

Fu Yunxi looked at her with a smile in her eyes: "The most important thing is that you won't die easily."

These words sounded indifferent, but contained infinite deep meaning, Han Yan stood up suddenly: "What do you mean?"

Her expression became vigilant and alert, as if the thorns all over her body stood up, Fu Yunxi sighed in her heart when she saw her like this.

This little girl, just like her name, is like a wild goose. She looks fluffy, charming and cute, but if someone wants to hurt her, she will peck the other person's eyeballs fiercely. She is a docile goose, but with the word "cold" in her name, she has a chilling air, and his princess does not need the little flowers in the greenhouse, such a young but brave goose is just right.

"You are strong," he said.

He didn't want to say any more, Han Yan was suspicious, but seeing that he didn't respond, the whole person was very soft, and it was not easy to show a cold face, so he sat down from a distance, looked at him and said: : "My lord, don't you have a sweetheart?"

Fu Yunxi was stunned for a moment: "No."

Han Yan was a little disappointed. It seemed that he was not satisfied with his answer. Originally, such a handsome and outstanding person, who was very romantic in his youth, and a royal nobleman, should have a few charming affairs. He said no, and I don't know if it was a lie. No wonder there were rumors...

Han Yan jumped up: "It's not because you broke your sleeve, so you want to marry me to block the mouth of the world."

Fu Yunxi was stunned for a while, and was silent for a while.

"I'm Broken Sleeve?" The deep phoenix eyes narrowed, and the tone was somewhat dangerous.

Seeing him like this, Han Yan became more and more certain that he was guilty, and had a reasonable explanation for Fu Yunxi's previous words: "Everyone in the world says this, it must be true, if you marry me, what will you raise* *You have me as a cover for your relationship with men. No wonder you reject the love of so many young ladies in the capital, but you marry me as a princess, obviously because you see me as weak and deceitful. In the future, you realize that you have been fooled, but you also ask for help. I have to swallow it myself." Her eyes widened, looking at Fu Yunxi like a devil: "What a deep trick!"

In fact, Han Yan was also too sensitive to this matter, so her speech became arrogant, and she didn't think much about her words. After these words, Fu Yunxi's face immediately turned dark. I saw him stand up slowly, looked at Han Yan and repeated: "I'm a broken sleeve?"

Han Yan leaned against the offering table, angrily: "Is it possible?"

Fu Yunxi walked to Han Yan's side, put one hand on the offering table behind her, and wrapped Han Yan in front of her. Han Yan was already much smaller than him, and now she can only look up angrily. he.

Fu Yunxi leaned over and saw Han Yan's blushing blushing. She didn't know if she was angry or excited, and she looked at her carefully with a move in her heart. She is too small, her face is still a little childish, with a slender nose and cherry lips, she is beautiful and cute. But it can't be called a beauty and incomparable, but the finishing touch is the pair of Jianshui Qiuhui, which is very clear, but it is a bit deep, and it looks like he can't see through. In this world, there are very few of him, Fu Yunxi. Zhuang Hanyan is one of those who can't see clearly.

When Han Yan was placed on the offering table in such a posture, she already realized that something was wrong. She was not really a 13- or 14-year-old girl, so she naturally understood the ambiguity of this posture. Fu Yunxi's handsome face was just above him, and his deep eyes stared at him meaningfully. Han Yan only felt that the places he had stared at had a layer of paint, and his momentum weakened, and his voice lowered: "You...what are you doing?"

Fu Yunxi looked at her with a half-smile, her voice was cold: "I have a broken sleeve, eh?"

The word "um" has a rising ending, like a gorgeous palace incense, cool and dangerous, with an imperceptible anger, and it spreads coldly into people's hearts.

Han Yan shivered, and changed her words, knowing the current affairs: "You are not... you are not breaking your sleeves."

Fu Yunxi felt a little funny in her heart. She thought Han Yan would be hard-hearted for a while, but she didn't expect her to change her words quickly. She was really cunning like a loach, so treacherous, but also unpleasant.