Chapter 377 Princess Please Marry 26
He wanted to move those seductive feet away, but his fingertips did not have the courage to touch them. He could only swallow silently, lowered his eyes, and forced Don't look where you shouldn't look with your eyes.
“Are you shy?”
Lin Chunhuan spoke lightly, with an unobvious smile, as if he was very interested in the teasing at this time.
Before Fei Ying could come back to his senses, the man who was already lying on the bed stood up and leaned half of his body on him, feeling a warmth that made people uncontrollably blush. .
"It's just a pretense to come to the princess's house to have a meal."
Lin Chunhuan pursed her lips and leaned on the man's strong shoulder, with a weak grievance in her tone, "He has a sweetheart, and he already had it last night Gone, never to come back again.”
There was a soft sound of breath in my ears, and the wind seemed to have picked up outside, blowing the gauze curtains beside the bed high, blocking the clear view of the flying eagle. sight.
Everything he saw was like a dream, Fei Ying swallowed his saliva silently, feeling as if his whole heart was covered with a veil, cutting off his reason and making him unable to think.
“You are the only one I have ever asked for.”
The tense strings in my mind broke in an instant. The weather, which had been clear and clear just now, suddenly started to rain all over the place as a thunder struck.
It rained heavily for three days, and Lin Chunhuan was tortured for three days.
Facts have proved that when you have nothing to do, you should never provoke a hungry wolf that has never eaten meat before!
This person seemed to be desperate for his life and wished he could die on her!
Lin Chunhuan was just thinking this when her waist was hugged by strong arms and dragged back to the bed. The mixture of extreme joy and exhaustion made her lose the ability to think again.
His feelings for Fei Ying were not inexplicable. In that dream, Fei Ying was the only one who avenged him after finding out she was dead.
He killed Shen Yuming’s entire family, including the young child.
Then he hugged her battered body and left the small courtyard where she had been imprisoned for countless years. It was only from that time that the prince, who had become the emperor, became aware of what Shen Yuming had done over the years. .
But it's no use anymore, she's dead.
Feiying built her tomb and erected a monument.
Lin Chunhuan whimpered softly, as if in pain, but also as if she was jealous of joy. A pair of arms as white and tender as lotus joints tightly wrapped around the neck of the man on top of her.
Every time she closed her eyes, she could clearly read the words on the tombstone.
That was also the dream she had, the last scene.
Dead wife Chang's Chunhuan.
The rain that lasted for three days finally stopped, and the city of Kyoto welcomed the first ray of sunshine after autumn.
Lin Chunhuan raised her arms, and the waves of unbearable soreness made her frown uncontrollably, if it weren't for the fact that she didn't have any strength at all.
She just wanted to use her elbow to kill the man behind her.
But Fei Ying was sleeping deeply at this time, breathing heavily, and had no other reaction except for a pair of hands holding her tightly in his arms.
Lin Chunhuan turned around and lay half on his stomach, stretched out his fingers to outline Fei Ying's face in detail, with sharp edges and corners, a high nose bridge, and unexpectedly rosy lips.
Compared to his younger brothers in Kyoto, Fei Ying's skin color is darker, like carefully brushed bronze, without a trace of artificiality, and full of wild bursts both visually and tactilely!
Comparing it with Fei Ying's skin color, it made her own body so white that it reflected light.
"Flying Eagle, Flying Eagle..." His fingertips slowly passed across the other person's red lips, and Lin Chun murmured his name with a smile.
She has never experienced the hardships in her dream. Logically speaking, even if she understands Fei Ying's special admiration, she doesn't have to commit herself to him. She could give Fei Ying a lot of money, or ask her father to give her an official position, or anything else.
But as time went by, she fell into Fei Ying's eyes more than once. From then on, she got out of hand and gradually sank.
In this world, she is loved by many people, including her father and her brothers.
But besides her, her father also had other children, as well as Jiangshan Sheji. There was only a little bit of love left for her. Her brothers were still willing to play with her when they were young.
But when they grew up, they each married wives and had children, and competed for the throne. They became busier and busier, and they became less and less able to care about her so-called sister.
So even though she is a princess and has a life that is envied by most people, Lin Chunhuan spends most of her time alone in her Liuxia Palace.
The palace is large and luxurious, but quiet as if there is no life.
Lin Chunhuan reflected on it and thought that this was the real reason why she seemed to be blinded before and wanted to be good to Shen Yuming, even if she was played like a fool by the other party and didn't care.
She is so eager for something different in her life, and Shen Yuming is that different.
Recovering from his brief thoughts, Lin Chunhuan chuckled and continued to trace the man's face in the void with his fingers.
Love can be thrilling, but more often than not it is a steady stream.
So even without any dramatic ups and downs of the story, Lin Chunhuan still clearly realized that she was not completely emotionless towards Fei Ying.
In this case, you are going to get married sooner or later, so why can't you be a flying eagle?
As for the matter of getting married, Fu'an has known since she was a child that she is a princess and has to pay a corresponding price for enjoying the glory, wealth and supreme power.
The Sheng country is stable and she can do whatever she wants. The Sheng country is uneasy. Her destiny as a princess is to get married, either in exchange for peace or to buy time for her country.
The same goes for marrying a flying eagle.
It’s just that the person who needs comfort is not a strange country, but a world that is also in urgent need of stability.
Fortunately, this choice did not displease her.
Lin Chunhuan had already thought everything through from the moment she learned that her father had asked Fei Ying to be her face.
It’s just that... we went to the next step without getting married, which felt a bit aggrieved to Fei Ying.
"Huai Jin."
At the moment when Lin Chunhuan was secretly lost in thought, the man beside her slowly opened his eyes and grabbed her hand that kept paddling, making her heart itch. hand, "My name is Chang Huaijin."
Lin Chunhuan suddenly blushed, moved around, and buried himself completely under the quilt. He shouted angrily, "You...get out!"
"I don't want to see you now!"< br>
Flying Eagle, or Chang Huaijin.
While standing up dumbfounded, he hesitated whether to pull back the quilt covering Lin Chunhuan's face. After a moment of silence, he reached out his hand and touched the soft hair on the top of her head.
"Okay, I'll go out first and let Caiyun come in to dress you."
"Don't worry, I will be responsible."