One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

The flames in Yan Jingxiu's eyes jumped, his anger value soared, and he really drew his sword.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Qian Ren quickly stopped Yan Jingxiu, "My lord, calm down."

Yan Jingxiu: "Get out of the way."

How dare Qian Ren give in, "Prince, she is the princess, please calm down."

What if the prince really did something irreversible in a fit of anger! !

So many people saw the princess coming in just now.

If the person is gone, how to wash it! !

Ling Qiong seemed to be frightened, and took a few steps back, her clear and beautiful eyes were covered with mist.

Tears accumulated in the corners of the eyes, unable to fall.

She bit her lip lightly, stubborn and aggrieved.

Yan Jingxiu's heart twitched slightly, as if his heart was pinched by a pair of invisible hands.

Unreasonably uncomfortable.

"Why are you crying?" Yan Jingxiu said with a dark face, "Did you do something wrong yourself!"

Just ran out without saying hello.

Still face crying...

Why is she crying!

He hasn't done anything yet!

Ling Qiong curled her mouth, tears were already falling.

Yan Jingxiu: "..."

屮!

Yan Jingxiu shouted subconsciously: "If you dare to cry, I will have someone throw you out immediately!"

Lingqiong's small nose twitched, and her tears were suppressed again.

But seeing Yan Jingxiu like that was even more uncomfortable.

Is he too tired these days, is there something wrong with his body?

"My lord, it's too late today, the princess must be tired, why don't you let the princess rest first, and discuss it tomorrow."

Qian Ren paved the way for Yan Jingxiu.

Yan Jingxiu threw away the sword, sat back, held the wine glass, and drank several glasses in a row.

Qian Ren heaved a sigh of relief, "Princess, are you hungry? This subordinate will go down and bring you some food. You should rest first."

Ling Qiong lowered her head and said 'uh', which was a response.

Ling Qiong was grinning with her lowered face.

No wonder men like the weak white lotus, who doesn't like this riding horse!

Walk the way of the white lotus, so that the white lotus has nowhere to go!

just a little pain...

When Dad rises up, you will cry!

"What are you doing standing there, and you want me to invite you?" Yan Jingxiu held his wine glass and stared at Ling Qiong.

Ling Qiong moved over in small steps and sat on the edge.

Yan Jingxiu glanced at her and drank on his own.

"My lord, I want to drink too..."

The little girl's soft voice came over, it was low and trembling.

Yan Jingxiu's heart trembled.

What I wanted to scold, ended up on my lips, "Go get a wine glass."

The person serving next to him went to get it immediately.

Lingqiong: "I don't dislike the ones used by the prince."

"This king despises it."

"..."

Nonsence!

The wine glass was brought over quickly, Yan Jingxiu poured a glass and pushed it in front of her.

Ling Qiong choked after taking a sip: "Ahem..."

What kind of wine is this riding horse?

Is this wine? !

This horse is chili water!

Yan Jingxiu seemed to have expected it, and looked at her with a half-smile, "Princess, do you still drink?"

Ling Qiong pursed her lower lip, drank the glass in one gulp, and pointed the glass at him.

Then put the cup on the table, "Isn't it just wine, drink!"

Back in the day, my father never poured a thousand cups!

What is this drink!

Yan Jingxiu: "..."

…

Qian Ren didn't know why the lord and concubine started drinking together.

In the end, the concubine's face flushed from drinking, and she lay on Yan Jingxiu's lap and muttered.

Yan Jingxiu shook his legs, "Get up."

"No." Ling Qiong lay down in a more comfortable position.

Yan Jingxiu pushed her away a few times, but she lay back again.

Because it was just a simple rest, there were no extra tents in the camp, only the one of Yan Jingxiu.

Yan Jingxiu finally held back his anger, carried him into the tent, and threw him on the bed.

Yan Jingxiu propped himself up on the bed, looking at the slobbering man with complicated emotions.

Why did he bring her in!

She should have slept outside.

Yan Jingxiu slapped himself on the back of his hand, making you cheap!

The sound of 'pop' was a bit loud, Ling Qiong's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"My lord..." Ling Qiong suddenly stretched out her hand to pull him, and muttered softly, "Don't let me go back."

Yan Jingxiu tugged twice, but didn't pull it away.

Ling Qiong pulled his sleeve to pillow, and rubbed her small face a few times, "I don't know anyone in the imperial city, I only know the prince, I don't want to go back, I'm afraid."

Yan Jingxiu frowned, and stopped pulling his sleeve.

She came to Xining from her own country, and there was no one familiar with her besides her personal maid.

He still has a mission on his shoulders.

The pressure on her may be much greater than he thought.

... But what does it matter to him!

He didn't want to marry her.

Yan Jingxiu thought so from the bottom of his heart, but he pulled out his sleeve lightly, and pulled the quilt to cover her.

Just as he was about to stop, the lying person suddenly sat up, her eyes were blurred, she was obviously still drunk.

The little girl's hair was messy, her eyes rolled around twice, and finally fixed on his face.

The little girl raised her hand and hugged him.

"Ye Weishuang, what are you doing?" She must be pretending to be drunk!

"My lord..." Lingqiong sobbed, and said softly, "Don't drive me back, okay?"

Yan Jingxiu took a breath: "Let go of me first."

"I don't want to. If you don't promise me, I won't let go."

Yan Jingxiu "..."

Yan Jingxiu tried to break her hand away.

The little girl looked like she could be blown down by the wind, but she was surprisingly strong.

"My lord, my subordinates..."

Qian Ren opened the curtain and came in, and saw Ling Qiong hugging her master's waist, looking very...

Qian Ren immediately turned around, "Strange, why is the prince not here?"

Yan Jingxiu: "..."

"Is the prince not here?" Taolu's voice sounded from outside, "Then I'll go in and see the princess."

"The princess is asleep, don't disturb the princess."

"But……"

"Don't be, let's go."

"Hey, what are you doing!"

The voices of Qianren and Taolu gradually faded away, and the tent returned to silence.

Yan Jingxiu's eyebrows jumped, "I promise you, let go!"

Ling Qiong raised her head, her chin was resting on his chest, and his image was reflected in her hazy eyes.

The little girl stretched out a finger and pointed at his chest, and smiled foolishly, "The prince must keep his word, or he will be thundered from the sky."

Yan Jingxiu pushed her fingers away and pushed her back.

Ling Qiong fell down, pillowed on the quilt, and fell asleep in seconds.

Yan Jingxiu: "..."

Yan Jingxiu looked at the spacious bed, "Why did this king go out!!"

He took the quilt and wrapped it around Ling Qiong's body, and pushed the cocoon-like person inside.

…

the next day.

The first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and fell on the floating mist, like covering the earth with a layer of light golden gauze.

Yan Jingxiu felt that his chest was being pressed and was uncomfortable, so he woke up from his sleep.

As soon as he raised his hand, he realized that something was wrong.

The weight on the body is also wrong.

Yan Jingxiu didn't feel sleepy at all, so he looked down.

The little girl clung to him like an octopus, with her head pressed against her chest, revealing a white and delicate side face, like the finest suet white jade.

They were covered with the same quilt at this time.

——Ten thousand krypton is empty——

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