Amazing crossing: the princess who was hunted down

Chapter 93 Moonlit night rendezvous, prince flirts! (1)

After returning home at night, after dinner, leaning against the window frame where the moonlight came in, Jiang Meie's puzzled question still echoed in her mind:

"My brother Wang is a talented person, and he is also the king of Anping, Qing Luo, why do you look down on him? Do you really have no feelings for him at all?"

Thinking of this, Qing Luo unconsciously pursed her lips and smiled.

In fact, King Anping is really a good person. Regardless of his status, his appearance alone is enough to fascinate a large group of women.

Moreover, he is not bad, a rare approachable person. Although he is well-known and there are unnamed concubines in the mansion, for women in this era, there are many people who will go on and on.

Qing Luo has been in contact with him so many times, it is a lie to say that he has no feelings for him, but it is only limited to good feelings, the kind that can be friends,

He is a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade, I feel very comfortable with him, very comfortable, without pressure, and can chat like old friends.

As for the feeling of heartbeat, hehe, I'm sorry that she may belong to the kind with relatively low emotional injury.

Just as she was lost in thought, the window lattice had already been knocked twice, she was startled, recovered from her contemplation,

Only then did he realize that there was a person standing under the window at some time, holding a folding fan, wearing a fluttering white dress, and a pair of evil peach blossom eyes shining in the cold moonlight.

Ah, why did you think of him, and he came here?Qing Luo couldn't help but blush.

"Hi." Jiang Churan leaned against a big tree behind the window and greeted her lazily. "What are you so obsessed with?"

She didn't even notice that he had been here for a while, and was immersed in her own thoughts.

She smiled and concealed: "It's nothing."

"Hmm." He looked at her curiously, "Let me take a guess, aren't you thinking about me?"

"Uh..." Qing Luo was almost choked to death by her own saliva, she blushed and muttered: "You're really thick-skinned."

Jiang Churan laughed, thinking she was really cute.

Qing Luo crossed his arms and asked curiously, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Churan pretended to be a fan on purpose, "Come be a flower picker!"

Once again, Qing Luo successfully choked on her own saliva, "You!" She shook her head, holding back her smile, "You really don't look like a prince. It's like..."

(End of this chapter)