Thinking that she, Duan Lisha, was in such a mess.
"Girls are supposed to be pampered. If it hurts, just say it, and others will naturally not laugh at you!"
Teng Kong picked up Li Sha.
Lisha was caught off guard and was taken aback. But it was a conditioned reflex to hug Duanmu Ding's neck with both hands to balance his body and not fall off. But he was a little shy, wanted to let go, let go, but was about to fall down again, and then tightly blocked his neck, not daring to move rashly.
Duanmu Ding smiled knowingly at her childlike behavior.
Because of being hugged by him, the glass gauze was pressed against his chest, and the high-quality silk robe was cool and comfortable. Lisha heard his regular heartbeat, and didn't know why, so she didn't dare to move.
"I heard that the crown prince intends to accept you as the crown princess!"
It's not that I heard about it, but I heard what the queen said to the emperor in Qianqing Palace this afternoon. The queen was very satisfied with the woman in her arms, and said that Concubine Chen accepted her as her daughter today, and issued a decree to make her a princess. It seems that the queen has put a lot of thought into winning over Li Shacheng.
"That. Thatthat!" Lisha didn't know how to answer, "That's not what Lisha meant, Lisha doesn't like the prince!"
Duanmu Ding saw that she was so nervous, so to speak, under the moon like water, he saw a handsome man in white robe and smiled lightly. And the woman in his arms felt that he was laughing, and buried her head deeper.
"Lisha will not marry the prince!"
It was the first time that the daughter's family was so ashamed. After thinking for a while, Lisha couldn't find any words, but Nuonuo said these words.
"Then, who will Ah Li marry!?"
Ali? No one had ever called her that before, and her heart was throbbing.
"In short, I just don't want to marry the prince!"
There are always some who are desperate.
"Well, don't marry, don't marry the prince!" Qi Ding agreed. The eloquent voice made Risha feel safe. To believe so, she is not going to marry the prince, but to be a prince concubine, and not go to the world of motherhood.
Duanmu Ding hugged Lisha and walked through the winding mossy path, the lights along the road flickered on and off. The voices of the two were hidden in the dimness. After walking for a while, Lisha felt that she was being put down. Only then did he open his eyes, and it turned out that they had already arrived at the water pavilion.
The water pavilion where they met.
"You, what are you going to do!"
Qi Ding put her on the waterside leaning, squatted down, and lifted the dew-stained skirt corners of the glass gauze as if nothing had happened.
"Fortunately, I didn't hurt my muscles and bones. I'll be fine after a few days of rest. In the past few days, just be obedient and don't run around!" He was talking about her, who often ran around in the middle of the night. Is it to blame her? still¡¡?
"¡¡kindness!"
Her hesitation attracted Qi Ding's gaze. He looked up at her, thinking she was reluctant.
"If you don't take care of it well, I guess you will have trouble even walking in the future. If you have a pretty face, I'm afraid people will avoid you!"
"A pretty face?"
Lisha curled her lips, unwilling to "good soil!"
"kindness¡¡?"
Duanmu Ding frowned, and thought about Lisha's words in his heart before he understood what she was talking about.
"Then there are girls who don't like others to say that they are beautiful!"
It was really difficult for him to understand the mind of the woman in front of him.
How many women in the world would not want to jump on a branch and become a princess?
"It's you who played the flute with me today, right? I can tell that only you can play that flute sound in the palace.!"
Sitting next to Lisha, Qi Ding heard her asking, and remembered that she ran to him late at night, and it seemed that she was looking for him. Just to ask this question? She is really worthy of the eldest lady of the Duan family. Speaking of willfulness, it seems that no one can match her.
"Why must it be me?"
he asked.
"You are like me, without a mother. You are also missing your mother, and you are also complaining about why God is unfair. You know, sometimes I think, I would rather not be Duan Lisha, not the mayor of Duanji City granddaughter, then maybe God will give me a mother."
I would rather give up everything to exchange a mother with God.
Duanmu Ding seemed to be talking about the central matter, his brows and eyes dimmed a bit.
"They all have the desire to control power and the world. But you are different. When they are planning to go upstream, you are painting here alone late at night. I heard from the palace maid that the maid of the palace usually??There is a banquet, you never go to it! "
After thinking about it, he said again.
"They all said that on weekdays, you are either painting or playing the flute. Even if you appear, you are with the emperor. I think you just want to be with your father. Others think that the emperor is the emperor, master With the power of life and death, I am afraid that you are the only one who thinks he is just a father!"
Just father.
Duanmu Ding's face was a little gloomy, and his eyes were a little deep, full of sadness.
"Father?"
"Yes, I have no father since I was a child. You see how happy you are. Although that is the father of many people, he is also your father, your unique father, isn't it?"
Qi Ding fell into deep thought.
After a long time, it was because Duanmu Ding remembered this sentence that he didn't become cruel. It's that soft heart that won him the last chance.
"I heard that your mother is the former imperial concubine?"
"kindness!"
It is because of this special identity that the mother is in a dilemma, forcing her to go to hell.
It also made him, in this new dynasty, an awkward position.
Lisha turned her head, she felt his sadness.
She understands.
Whenever someone mentions her parents in front of her, she pretends not to care, but in her heart she blames the unfair fate for making her lose her parents.
"Hello!"
Pushed his arm, trying to get his mind back and stop thinking about his mother.
Duanmu Ding could feel it, so he raised his head slowly.
Looking at Lisha for a moment. It was only after a closer look that there was some dried blood on the corner of her mouth, which seemed to be caused by nervousness just now.
Why did not find it. So, head down and get close.
Kissed her soft and waxy lips, but actually touched the corner of her mouth, the dried blood.
Qi Ding touched her little by little, and after a while, his mouth was filled with a faint smell of blood. He closed his eyes, smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, then bowed his head again, stroked little by little. over her mouth until the blood disappeared.
Aftertasting the bloody smell in his mouth, I don't know why, but suddenly thought of the four words, each other.
Leave slowly.
Li Sha didn't move at all, probably forgot to move. She blinked her eyelashes, and gently fanned his face, like a breeze passing by the lake, inadvertently rippling with blooming ripples.
Suppressing his beating heart, his index fingers intertwined back and forth, this was the first time a man treated him so frivolously.
Qi Ding stopped in front of Li Sha.
The tip of the nose leaned against the tip of the nose, and the eyes of the two met. The eyes of Qi Ding are like treasures of ink, and the eyes of Lisha are as clear as water. The calligraphy is implanted in the clear water, and it is smudged and dyed, and more or less, I don't know how many semicircles, intertwined with each other.
Once again, Lisha fell into such eyes like a sucker, unable to extricate herself.
For the first time in her life, she felt scared, afraid of his lingering breath. He was always lonely, lonely. Unlike other princes, he has the care of his mother and the protection of his uncle. In the middle of the night, he is always alone, just like himself, in Duanji City, the scenery is infinitely beautiful with thousands of people crowding in the daytime. And at night, she retreated into her own little corner, enjoying that pale and powerless desolation all by herself.
His special status destined him to be lonely. But this loneliness, like a magnet, attracted Risha tightly.
So, almost without hesitation.
It was just a matter of an instant, Lisha stretched her head forward, and without hesitation, she touched her lips to the ingot's lips, and moved away like lightning. This time, I buried my head deeper, and the index finger curled faster and deeper.
In Qi Ding's eyes, joy gradually replaced the increasingly intense gloom.
"You were the one who approached first!"
After saying this sentence, Qi Ding leaned over and touched the red lips that were not touched by the glass gauze. It was just a gentle touch at first, hands catching her cheeks to keep her from running away. Gradually, she began to be dissatisfied with this feeling of being as light as water, and bit Lisha's lower lip hard.
As expected, Lisha lived up to Qi Ding's thoughts, and opened her mouth with an ah. Qi Ding swept in unceremoniously, sucking greedily with her nimble tongue, sucking the sweetness of the glass yarn.
I just feel that the pores all over my body are erected, crisp, numb, and soft, and I can't use any strength.
His eyes widened, staring at the frivolous man.
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