However, it was just a flash of consciousness.

Jun Yan's heart was not at all disturbed, even if the princess was his nominal fiancée.

Taking a step forward, the young man's light silver hair shines in the sunlight, and his voice is as luxurious as a beautiful music played by piano strings, "Hello, Princess Moshu."

Princess Moshu——Fenghua, nodded quietly and smiled, "Your Highness the Prince."

Both of them are impeccably noble and elegant in their words and deeds.

Come and go, be polite.

After practicing official accent and Tai Chi, Fenghua was invited to enter the Imperial Palace.

Tonight, there will be a feast specially set up for Princess Moshu in the palace.

...

night.

Young talents from the Carlisle Empire appeared at the palace banquet.

Although everyone in the empire knew that Princess Mo of the Federation would eventually marry His Highness, it might be better for some people to try their luck by holding a blind cat and hitting a dead mouse.

In the first dance, everyone agreed that Junyan invited Princess Moshu to dance.

Jun Yan pursed his lips, suppressed a certain emotion that emerged in his heart, and stepped forward to make an invitation.

"Your Highness seems a little depressed." The beautiful and noble princess laughed softly while dancing.

Tonight's little prince is really gentlemanly and reserved. Apart from the actions necessary to dance, there is no physical contact between them.

Is this a guard for her other identity - the dead female pirate?

This perception made Her Majesty raise her lips happily.

"No." Even out of politeness, the boy could not admit it, and immediately rejected it, "The princess has read it wrong."

"I'm really wrong? Lying is not a good act, Your Highness."

The woman's tail elongated voice, lazy tone, and her eyebrows, eyes, and red lips curled slightly, which looked like the person in his memory.

Jun Yan was slightly lost in his mind, and he was still a little swaying until the end of the banquet...

"It must be an illusion." The little prince changed out of his gorgeous outfit, wore pure white pajamas, his light silver hair was slightly damp, looking at the dark night outside the window, and his delicate and snow-white cheeks showed a hint of softness and pity.

He bit his lips, his sapphire blue eyes dizzy and his rippling light drifted in the air.

"—What's the illusion?" Outside the window, a female voice suddenly sounded, with a playful meaning.

Jun Yan's body was shocked.

He moved his neck stiffly, then moved his eyes, and then saw...

A woman wearing a silver mask on her face and a silver-black outfit flipped in from outside the window, as light and lazy as a cat, her high heels fell silently on a big red plush carpet embroidered with a red brutal pattern embroidered with gold silk.

She wrapped her hands around her chest and raised her beautiful jaw. Her mask slid across a strange silver luster, and her gorgeous red lips bent into a lazy and cool curve that looked like a smile.

Just like the familiar look in memory.

The boy jumped out of bed and ran towards her.

Then, hold it tightly.

Her hands were wrapped around her waist, and her white and beautiful cheeks were buried in the socket of her neck.

It's not an illusion, it's not an imagination, it's the real one...

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【Updated on April 13, 2019, Good night, please vote ~】
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