"Don't move around before combing it yet"

After Ling Guyu turned Feng Lixue's head that he liked to move around, he began to comb her hair.

"Hmph, you clearly said you wanted me to be your princess. You liar, then I won't marry you. I will be your lover in the future..." Feng Lixue muttered, feeling very dissatisfied.

Although she doesn't care about her status, the name of a concubine sounds lower than that of a concubine!

So she must be a regular person! Never be a side! She would rather be a lover than a side concubine! After all, the family flowers have the fragrance of wild flowers!

She is that wild flower!

But Ling Guyu was frowning on the side, and he said in a very embarrassed manner: "What nonsense are you talking nonsense! I have never deceived you, but this matter is quite complicated. The North Korean princess Han Ruixue was originally the fiancee decided by my wife, and I am also..."

Tsk! She is Han Ruixue herself. No matter how she calculates, she should be his wife of the Guyan opera! The real one!

"Haha, don't lie to yourself, let's say I am North Korea." Feng Lixue almost let it go as soon as possible, so she paused.

"What is North Korea?" Ling Guyu didn't hear the following, so he asked habitually.

Just listening to Feng Lixue's text, he hesitated, "...Uh...No, no, I mean, I want to say that as long as I want, I can be the empress of North Korea, and you don't have to marry that Princess Ruixue~"

Because with my future strength, just North Korea won it so much.

But Ling Guyu thought Feng Lixue was just making him happy and talking big. Then he freed up his little hands that had been busy all the time, and kissed Feng Lixue's little head and said, "What are you talking about indifferences? I will think you are joking about this kind of thing. Okay, I will also tie such braids... I don't dislike you if you have poor skills."

Let Gu Yan fix Feng Lixue's hair, which is very standard with a double braided hair. Because of Feng Lixue's own appearance, her versatile hairstyle is very dazzling.

When Feng Lixue heard Ling Guyu's words, she looked at herself carefully in the bronze mirror, then put on a loving pose at it and said:

"It's not bad. It has the perspective of a village girl in the 1990s. However, in ancient times, people said that if you get married and be a husband and wife, you will be in love with each other. Today you comb my hair, and you will be responsible for my whole life in the future!"

After Feng Lixue finished speaking, she actually kissed Ling Guyu's face and printed a little red lips~

"Chee—"

He was eaten tofu by the little girl Hua Yingyue again!

But it doesn't matter. If he likes her, he can tolerate what she does to him~

But for some reason, she always had a very familiar feeling on her body, as if she was his little Lixue, although he knew that this kind of thing was like a fantasy!

However, he just couldn't control his heart and slowly moved towards her, unable to help but treat her well...

"Okay, it's time to send you back to the Linggu Palace. You didn't have a wedding night with your bride Han Peier last night. I guess she must be very sad~"

Feng Lixue said with a little bit of sourness in his words.

She took Ling Guyu's hand and walked out of the room together.

"She is sad, that's her business. I have never forced her to marry me, so everything she wants to suffer has nothing to do with me!"
Chapter completed!