Don't abuse the prince, the princess has remarried

The prince has been getting close to Princess Si Shu in the past two days, but he has left the former princess aside. As a subordinate, he can't say anything, but as a friend who has gone through advances and retreats with the princess, he feels obligated to help the princess remind the prince.

Jun Mochen raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Who do I love so much, and I need your consent?"

Jingyun stood up straight in an instant and blurted out, "Don't dare!"

"Don't you dare? I see that you have nothing to dare to do. Since you are too busy, go to the school grounds and run fifty laps before coming back."

Jun Mochen said coldly.

Jingyun: "..."

"No, no, Prince..."

"Sixty laps."

"The little one is really not..."

"Seventy laps."

Jingyun: "..."

He covered his mouth, not daring to struggle any more.

I ran out crying and ran to the playground.

Jun Mochen was finally clean, he leaned there and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep after squinting like this.

Gu Qianzhou broke into his dream.

The little girl was wet all over, with a smiling face, and said over and over again, Your Majesty, it is me you love deeply, Your Majesty, it is me you love deeply, Your Majesty, it is me you love deeply...

The delicate lips were more beautiful than the peach blossoms on the branches. He said over and over again that he loved her deeply, and he was so annoyed that he wanted to block her mouth.

Helpless, it seemed like he couldn't move his hands, so he finally leaned over and blocked her mouth with his lips.

It was as delicate and soft as a handful of snow, and as tender as tofu. It suddenly bloomed on the tip of his heart like a blooming flower...

His heart trembled, and he suddenly woke up.

Pfft... A mouthful of sweetness overflowed from the corner of his lips.

He raised his fingertips and wiped the blood on the corners of his lips, and felt an inexplicable pain.

This excruciating pain drove away all the charm in his mind.

How could he have such a dream?Even if he had such a dream, how could the target be Gu Qianzhou, a little bandit?
Jun Mochen raised his hand and rubbed his brain. He always felt that he had forgotten something, as if he had lost a piece of his heart.

He tried hard to remember, but Song Birou's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Once her face came to mind, he couldn't wait to see her.

He suppressed the messy thoughts in his mind, stood up, lifted his feet and walked out.

Song Birou and Zeng Qingli walked around for a while, without saying ten words the whole time, and soon found an excuse to go back to their residence, burn incense, bathe, and dress up.

As soon as I finished dressing up, I heard the prince coming.

Song Birou immediately walked out, wearing a peach red dress that covered her curvy figure. Her face was powdered, and her lips were licked with lipstick. Her whole body was as delicate as a peach hanging on a branch waiting to be picked.

When he saw the prince, he immediately ran over in small steps. Not wanting to get halfway, a bright yellow figure scurried out.

Gu Qianzhou was wearing bright yellow clothes, dressed like a little yellow duck, and stood in front of Song Birou.

He hugged her arm and said with a smile, "The princess is so beautifully dressed. Are you going to attend the bonfire banquet? Let's go together!"

As he said that, he couldn't help but hold her arm, as if they were good sisters who would spend their lives together.

In order to maintain her character, Song Birou resisted and did not shake off her clutches. She suppressed the evil fire and said gently, "Qianzhou, look, the prince is coming to pick me up. I have to accompany him."

If you have some sense, get out of here!
Gu Qianzhou smiled with a clear and innocent face and said, "Then let's go together. Good friends live together for life, and the princess can't abandon me."

After saying that, he looked up at Jun Mochen again, smiling brightly like a flower, "Your Majesty is broad-minded, open to all rivers and swallows up mountains and rivers, so he won't mind having one more person accompanying him, right?"

Jun Mochen looked at her little face without makeup, and her lips that were as delicate as flowers without any lipstick...