Ugly Princess: The Second Marry of the Bloodthirsty Eighth Prince

Chapter 122

"Princess, if you want to cry, just cry."


Abi looked at Xueyi's haggard face with heartache and said.


But Xue Yi slowly showed a beautiful smile, "Who said I'm going to cry, after doing this, I'm going to take you and Mingxiang out of here, we can be free."


The more she laughed, the more Abi couldn't help feeling sad, "Princess, are you planning to leave Prince Jing's Mansion?"


"It's not my plan, but King Jing's Mansion wants me to leave. They are finally afraid of me, the evil star."


Xue Yi's smile became more and more beautiful: "It's good, let's go, and I can save the meeting from now on, and it won't be so uncomfortable."


"Princess."


Abi looked at Xueyi hesitantly.


Could it be the princess.

Xueyi hugged Abi, and said in a sour and painful voice, "Abi, why is it him, why is it just him?"


Abi was silent, hugging Xueyi tightly.


This night, the lights of Youmeng Zhai were still on, flickering until dawn.


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the next day.


Abi accompanied Xueyi to Guojian Temple, firstly to pray for Die Shuang's safety, and secondly to burn incense for her father.


In Guojian Temple, sandalwood is lingering, and in the vast hall of the temple, there are three gold-cast Buddha statues sitting upright.


"Princess."


Abi supported Xueyi to get up, the two looked aside at the same time, two young monks greeted them and said: "Benefactor, please follow me."


Xue Yi was puzzled: "Where is the little benefactor taking me?"


The little monk said: "Don't misunderstand, benefactor, it's just that there is an old man in the backyard of the temple who wants to meet the princess."


Xueyi and Abi looked at each other, Abi signaled Xueyi not to go with her eyes, Xueyi thought for a while but replied: "Please lead the way, little benefactor."


The little monk led them to a small forest at the back of the temple. The further they walked in, the more vigilant Abi became. After passing through the forest, there was another forest of pear blossoms flying all over the sky. In March, the pear blossoms were in full bloom. It was extremely gorgeous, facing the gusts of breeze, the fragrance came to the nostrils, and the sound of a whistling flute also came along with the wind.


"Is it the prince?"


Xue Yi paused, and saw Shangguan Hongyu in a white robe fluttering in the pear blossom forest standing against the wind in a snow-white world, with pink petals hitting him like snow.


The little monk left silently.


Abi also paused, thought for a while and did not follow.


Xue Yi came up, Shangguan Hongyu heard the footsteps and looked back with a clear smile.


Looking at him closer, Xue Yi had the illusion that he seemed to be paler again.


"Prince, why are you here?"


Shangguan Hongyu walked to a stone table, put the jade flute on the table, gently lifted the corner of his robe, and sat down gracefully. He pointed to the seat beside him, "Come on, sit down first, and taste the scented tea I made for you .”


Xue Yi saw that a jade tea set was prepared on the stone table, a furnace of water was burning beside it, and a box of exquisite snacks was placed on the table, and a layer of soft wool cushions was spread on the stone bench.


Shangguan Hongyu looked at her with a smile: "This is not in the palace, you don't need to treat me as the prince."


Xue Yi stopped being polite and sat down according to his wishes. She looked at him and said, "Prince, I was in the dungeon of Dali Temple that day. Thank you for saving my life."


While holding a golden pot to boil water, Shangguan Hongyu stared at her with clear eyes: "Do you really think I have no temper?"


Xue Yi was startled, knowing that what he meant was to blame her for being too polite.


So he didn't say anything, but smiled, and the thin ice on his face faded away.


He served tea, and the exquisite white jade tea set brewed high-quality scented tea, which was both fragrant and pleasing to the eye.


Xue Yi took it generously, but exclaimed in surprise when touching his fingers: "Prince, why are your hands so cold?"


She put down the teacup and went to hold his hand to feel his pulse, but Shangguan Hongyu brushed her away with a little force, and she lay unsteadily on the table. It was still wrapped in a bandage, and the hot water soaked it instantly.


Shangguan Hongyu's body shook, and he quickly returned to silence, "Does it hurt?"


His clear eyes swept over her hands.


Xue Yi glanced at him suspiciously, then shook his head: "Don't worry, it's wrapped in gauze, it's not burned."


"I'm asking about the injuries sustained in Dali Temple."


". My hand still hurts a bit, but the injury on my body is much better."


Xue Yi looked up at him, "Why don't you let me feel your pulse?"


Shangguan Hongyu smiled lightly: "Since you took care of me, my body has been much better."


"But I saw that your complexion is not good. Is it because you have relapsed?"


Why is his complexion so pale, so pale that it's almost transparent? She couldn't see why he tried his best to hold back his cough. It stands to reason that he shouldn't get sick so quickly. Even if she didn't nurse him by his side every day, she wouldn't So sick again.


Seeing Xueyi sizing him up in disbelief, Shangguan Hongyu didn't care, sipped his tea and said, "Don't worry too much, it's just that my father's condition has worsened recently, so it's inevitable that I'll be negligent in taking care of him. relapse."


"Is the emperor seriously ill?"


"Father summoned me last night, and gave me a will in front of my mother and ministers."


". Will?"


Xue Yi vaguely knew what it was.


"The edict of succession to the throne."


He said calmly.


really.


It seems that the emperor himself probably knows that his condition has reached a serious level.


Xue Yi narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Shangguan Hongyu.


If Shangguan Hongyu became the emperor of Dongling Kingdom, would it be good or bad?


Under the pressure of a country, his body is only afraid.

She faintly felt uneasy for him.


Shangguan Hongyu suddenly held her in his hands, his palms were as cold as water and woke her up.


Unexpectedly, his strength still remained undiminished, making her unable to move easily.


His eyes darkened, and he looked at her deeply, "Do you really not remember what I said to the queen mother in the dungeon that day?"


She was startled, and naturally knew what he said in her heart.


At first, she thought she could pretend that she didn't hear it, but she didn't expect him to ask out of the blue. She faltered and said, "Wh-Which sentence?"


He suddenly smiled slightly: "You don't even know how to tell lies. If you say something, then you have heard the conversation between me and the queen mother. What are you trying to hide?"


"Ash."


He called her tenderly: "If you really didn't hear, I might as well tell you again."


"no need!"


Xue Yi categorically rejected it.


"Why not?"


He held her tightly and leaned down to press her against her. She suddenly felt a sense of pressure, which made her heart beat rapidly.


The breath he exhaled seemed to carry a clear and seductive fragrance: "Axue, do you really have the heart to see me die?"


"die?"


Xue Yi was puzzled.


"If I ascend to the throne of God, I must have you by my side to survive. If I promise now, if I become emperor, you will be queen. Will you accept me and accompany me forever?"


His eyes were so soft that he seemed to drown her: "Axue, in this life, I, Shangguan Hongyu, must be loved by you, not wanted by you, and married by you. If you agree to me, I will ascend to a high position, rule the world, and marry you." You hold your hand for the benefit of the people, and you will live up to your sincerity."


The snow clothes were full of tears.


"Hongyu."


"Promise me." His eyes were like a lingering spring, enveloping her warmly.


"I"


"Don't give me all kinds of reasons why you can't, can't, and can't, I just want to ask you, are you willing or not?"


"If you wish, I will devote my whole life to pamper you, love you, and protect you from any harm."


Xue Yi was so shocked that he was already speechless.


She didn't expect Shangguan Hongyu to hide his affection for her so deeply. Under his clean appearance, there was a heart hotter than fire.


Such a beautiful man with a noble status.


When he looks at you tenderly and promises you lifelong care, which woman can resist it?


She also had a more familiar and cordial feeling towards him from the beginning than others.


It's not that she doesn't want to agree, it's not that she doesn't like it, but that her heart is already filled with one person.


Even if there is no such person, she can't agree to him. If he becomes the emperor, and she is a concubine princess from another country, and a widowed woman, how can she be his queen? She will definitely be strongly opposed by the officials. Even if she believed that Shangguan Hongyu would desperately want to make her queen, he would be the victim in the end, so she couldn't.


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