Chapter 93 【93】

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date="2020-12-06"

title="Chapter 93 【93】 "

weight="108702"

series = ["Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf"]

mode = "manual"

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The convoy continued to sway forward.

Lin Feilu buried him in his neck for a long time before finally calming his heartbeat and breath. She secretly raised her eyes and looked at his stiff and handsome profile, and hummed a few words from the tip of her nose: "Are your legs numb?"

Song Jinglan's fingers stroked her tank top again and again, and the tone revealed a pleasant laziness, "No numbness, the princess is very light."

Lin Feilu: "Oh, I'm numb."

He laughed, and put his arm through her knees and hugged her up. Lin Feilu originally thought he was going to put himself down, but who knew he was just holding her and changing direction.

Then she found herself kneeling on his lap facing him.

He pinched her waist with his hand, and swept the people forward, so he asked in a leisurely manner: "How about this?"

Lin Feilu was full of shame.

The light-colored fringed long skirt was spread on both sides, and she blushed and heartbeat. If outsiders were to see it, she would really scream, "What a faint monarch's day-to-day prostitution!".

She twisted twice and covered her face with her hands a little collapsed: "Let me down, hurry up!"

The person in front of him just laughed, pressed her into his arms, and gently touched the back of her head: "But I want to get closer to the princess." Before she could speak, he whispered, "I haven't seen her in a few years, worry The princess is unfamiliar with me, and she can’t eat or sleep along the way."

Lin Feilu suspected that there was a problem with his ears, otherwise, how could he hear a trace of grievance in his voice?

She moved her feet, adjusted her posture a little so that she could be buried in his arms more comfortably, and then slowly said, "Okay, let's give you half a stick of incense."

Song Jinglan smiled: "Thank you princess."

But the closeness of the body really seemed to help reduce the sense of distance. She buried him in his chest and listened to the deep and powerful heartbeat, the cramps and tension that had just disappeared completely.

It seems that they have never been apart for that long.

It seems that they have always been so close.

It seemed that no matter whether he was the proton or the emperor, she could act recklessly in front of him.

She leaned her head against his chest, raised her hand to touch the dark red lines on his neckline, her tone was completely relaxed: "You came to pick me up secretly, what about the affairs of Chaozhong? Will your subjects call me in the future? Is it a disaster?"

Song Jinglan squeezed her soft neck, with a lazy smile in her voice: "They dare not."

Lin Feilu sighed and acted on her own: "Hey, the ministers just thought, this majesty gave up the opportunity to reunify the world for a princess in a small way. Even if he marries, he will dominate the sixth house alone. ** Short days Get up high, since then, the king will not come back early and commit sins."

Song Jinglan squeezed the fingers on the back of her neck. After a while, she said with a low smile: "It's too short, don't you come early?"

Lin Feilu: "?"

Wait, I read the wrong poem, right?

Song Jinglan raised her hand to hold her finger that played with her neckline, put it to her lips and kissed it, her voice was very gentle: "Since the princess has arranged the days ahead, she is disrespectful."

Lin Feilu who dug a hole for herself: "..."

She pulled her hand back in shame, lifted her leg, and jumped off him: "Time is up!"

Song Jinglan looked at her regretfully: "Can't you delay it?"

Lin Feilu akimbo: "No!"

Song Jinglan: "Well, that lone will come again tomorrow."

Lin Feilu: "?"

Xiaomei changed, he really changed.

He has never been so shameless before.

She ran to the corner angrily, picked up the unfinished travel note on the carpet and continued reading. Song Jinglan didn't follow her this time, sitting on the opposite side and looking at her with a smile on her forehead. The line of sight was clearly gentle, but it was hot when it fell on her.

Lin Feilu couldn't even read the book, put the book on his lap, and said angrily: "I'm going out riding a horse!"

Of course she knows that as a married princess, she can't show her face at will on the road to marriage, she just wants to try how much Xiaomei can indulge herself.

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Ten minutes later, Lin Feilu sat on the tall and handsome black horse.

Song Jinglan sat behind her with the reins, wrapped her arms around her, and rode her horse to the left of the team.

Not everyone in the Thousand-member Mission knew that your Majesty was already here. At first glance, they saw Princess Yong'an leaving the carriage and riding a horse with a man. Her attitude was still so intimate, and her eyes widened in shock.

After seeing who the man was, his expression quickly changed to fear, and he quickly retracted his gaze.

Chen Yao took four guards and followed them for protection. The team that received the relatives couldn't see it at a glance, and drove unhurriedly on the wasteland.

The wilderness is boundless, Bai Yunyou is long, Lin Feilu has been bored in the carriage for too long. At this time, riding the horse and blowing in the wind, I feel a lot of relaxation all over the body, leaning in his arms and whispering: "It's not comfortable to ride in the carriage! "

In fact, the carriage was much more comfortable than the one she used to sit in. It was big and spacious, covered with soft carpets, and people could walk and roll in it, just like a small mobile RV.

But she just inexplicably wanted to play a small temper with him.

Song Jinglan touched her chin lightly on top of her head, and said warmly, "After that, I will go out to ride a horse every day."

Lin Feilu thought for a while and said, "Wait for a place where there is a city, can we take a day off before setting off? I heard that each place in your Song Country has its own specialties, and I want to try it."

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Okay."

Before hearing that Chen Yao said that she would go for 20 days, she was all withered, but now she feels that 20 days is not long at all. With him, eating and drinking along the way is like a road trip, it's not too cool.

Hey, is this the honeymoon before getting married?

She thought about the next honeymoon journey happily, and then asked him a little nervously: "You are not in a hurry to go back to the palace?"

Song Jinglan said: "Don't worry, you can play as long as the princess wants."

Lin Feilu turned around halfway, tilted his head to look at him, with a meaningful expression, his eyes clearly said: You still said that you are not a faint king!

Song Jinglan nodded in kindness, "Well, lonely."

Lin Feilu didn't do it again: "You are faint, so what have I become? You are not!"

Song Jinglan: "Well, I am not."

Lin Feilu pulled at his wide sleeves, "Xiao Song, can you have a little bottom line?"

Song Jinglan laughed, bowed her head and kissed her moving little head, and said warmly, "The princess is my bottom line."

Oops, the deer was killed.

The convoy drove until the evening before reaching a very barren border town. The border between the two countries has always been easy to fight, so it is always desolate, and having a small town has been the product of the peace of Song and Lin for many years.

The mission quickly cleaned a small courtyard and came out as the place where your majesty and princess will stay tonight. Although according to the rules, the princess and your majesty are not married and should not live in the same place, but looking at the way your majesty favors the princess Yongan, the official feels that if he does not arrange the two together, he might get up tomorrow morning. Gone.

But in the end, the rules were not broken. Although they are in the same courtyard, they have cleaned up two rooms.

Living in separate houses is their last stubbornness under fear!

When Song Jinglan took Lin Feilu's hand and walked in, the officials waiting on both sides shivered to observe His Majesty's expression. Seeing that he didn't show an unhappy look in the two rooms, he was slightly relieved.

The small farm courtyard is divided into the main house and the partial house. There is a difference between the superior and inferior. Naturally, your majesty lives in the main house and the princess lives in the partial house. However, the two rooms are very comfortable and the officials are waiting. As a result, they just left. Step forward, I heard Princess Yongan say: "I want to sleep in that big house."

Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning. Before they could finish, they heard your Majesty's warm reply: "Okay."

The envoys once again refreshed their knowledge of your majesty.

They are all witnesses of Song Jinglan's father killing and taking the throne. The fear of this majesty has been deeply rooted in these years, but it is the first time have seen him so gentle and patient.

In fact, when Song Jinglan chose to marry Dalin at the beginning, the DPRK still criticized him.

Like Yong Country's thoughts, the place where His Majesty was imprisoned can only be washed away by completely disappearing.

But in the end the people who made these sounds disappeared.

Later, everyone felt that your Majesty's saying "As long as the Princess Yongan" was just a means of alliance between Song and Lin and Yong Country. After all, everyone knows that your Majesty is not good at female sex. He has never set foot in the harem all these years since he became the throne.

At first, the Queen Mother had to choose one election every year, and the daughters of each family were also willing to enter the palace. After all, Your Majesty was young and promising and handsome. Whoever meets it does not want him to be lucky. Moreover, there is no place in the harem, and the positions of the four concubines and the queen are all vacant, which is simply eye-catching.

As a result, year after year, not only is no one favored, but from time to time the body of a beautiful woman is sent out of the palace.

heard that those who died were restless. His Majesty, who killed courtiers without blinking, seemed to have no mercy when killing beautiful women.

Later, the families gradually stopped their thoughts of entering the palace to fight for favor, knowing that this majesty is different from the previous one, only ambition and desire for power, temperament is uncertain, everyone in the palace is in danger, how dare to send his daughter into the palace go with.

That's what is called sent to the palace, that is called death.

The beauties who survived in the palace are as quiet as chickens, reporting to the group for warmth, without desires and desires, just want to live.

Such a majesty is actually responsive to Princess Yong'an, and he is compliant, which is not only surprising, it is shocking.

However, the Yongan Princess was also a little too spoiled, relying on her majesty's favor, dare to mention any request. If you continue to be so pampered, if your majesty is not pleased, I am afraid my life will come to an end.

The officials watched Princess Yongan happily ran into the big house and sighed silently in their hearts.

After the convoy camped, Lin Feilu took a comfortable bath after eating, and finally felt that he was alive. When Song Jinglan came over, she had just changed her clothes, her hair was still dry, wet and dripping down her forehead.

Song Jinglan took the veil in Song Yu's hand and pulled her to her side. While wiping her hair, she smiled and asked, "There is a fairy lake not far away. Does the princess want to see it?"

Lin Feilu held his chin and asked, "Are there fairies in Fairy Lake?"

He moved gently across the ends of her hair, his eyes focused: "Go and see."

She pouted, "But I don't want to ride a horse." After a pause, she said, "I don't want to walk either. I'm so tired."

Song Jinglan chuckled softly, and when he finished wiping her hair, he leaned over and hugged the person sideways.

Lin Feilu blinked, with his arms around his neck, and even knowingly asked, "What is this?"

Song Jinglan looked down, did not speak, only smiled in his eyes, and looked straight at her.

Lin Feilu gradually became guilty under his deep gaze.

Is she too much?

Hey, then she didn't know before that she still had the potential to become fine when she fell in love.