Chapter 282： Imperial Princess (9)

Chapter 282 The Empress Dowager (9)

After breakfast, the queen sent Shiyou to the imperial study.

Shiyou thought that she could just take this opportunity to ask the Queen to issue an imperial decree to confer Su Xian the rightful king.

The palace where snow falls is probably the most beautiful time of the year.

Red tiles and blue tiles are covered with a layer of white snowflakes, with bright colors.

Out of the gate of Changle Palace, it was a long corridor, the wind was cold, Shiyou was filled with the oncoming wind, and she was almost frozen.

"Your Highness, wait." Someone called her from behind.

Hearing Su Xian's voice, Shiyou turned to look at the person who came.

The girl is wearing a rabbit velvet snow cap and a red fur cloak. The garnet satin surface is flamboyant, and the hat is surrounded by white fluffy rabbit fur. A delicate little face is sunken in the hat, and most of it is covered by the brim of the hat.

Shiyou was wearing this outfit, with white skin better than snow, standing in the corridor, as bright as red plums in the snow.

Su Xian approached her, with white breath in his mouth, he stuffed a small carved copper stove into Shiyou's palm: "Your Highness, you forgot to bring the stove."

The hand stove was still warm, Shi You took the copper-engraved hand stove and said, "It's so cold, it's just such a small thing, it's worth chasing after you."

The boy's face was a little red from the cold, the tip of his nose was moist, with a pink sheen, and he was as delicate as a deer.

The teenager tilted his head and looked at her with innocent eyes: "Because it is Your Highness, it is worth it."

Invisible sultry is the most deadly.

It's over, it's over, I feel like I've been teased by my husband.

So sweet!

Shiyou not to be outdone, holding Su Xian's wrist, the fingertips slowly rubbed against his palm, passed through the fingers, and clasped tightly.

Shiyou's initiative gave Su Xian both secret joy and subtle dissatisfaction.

Every time he can get her touch, he will feel both satisfaction and not enough.

The more he thought about it, the more unbearable darkness appeared in his eyes.

When will we be able to have His Highness.

The two held each other for a short distance in the snow, and Shiyou sent Su Xian back to the gate of Changle Palace.

Shiyou released him, holding the stove in one hand, and closing the cloak on his body with the other hand, with a gentle tone: "Go back quickly, it's windy outside."

Su Xian smiled softly, "Okay."

I don't know if it was an illusion, Shiyou seemed to see the melting of the glaciers in his eyes and the blossoming of spring flowers.

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After a delay on the road, Shiyou walked quickly towards the imperial study.

The queen is still waiting, she can't make people wait too long.

Unexpectedly, he came to the corner, but almost collided with a person.

Shiyou subconsciously stood up and apologized: "I'm sorry, are you all right—"

It's just that before she finished speaking, the person opposite said, "Since Huangjie married Qiaolangjun, so even my sister turned a blind eye?"

When Shiyou raised his eyes, he saw the slightly hostile eyes of the heroic girl.

Shiyou is not difficult to judge from her words, the heroic girl in front of her is Yan Qingqing, the heroine of the plane.

"It turned out to be the imperial sister, what a coincidence."

Shiyou's words were perfectly normal, but when they fell into Yan Qingqing's ears, they caused a thunderstorm.

She clenched her fists slightly, Huangmei... No matter how hard she tried, just because she was her emperor, she could not inherit the throne.

Why, he is obviously better than her.

In her new life, she must change the fate of her previous life.

Yan Qingqing was slightly smaller, raised his chin with a reckless look: "Don't put your generation down on me, you are only two years older than me.

Shiyou: "..."

She herself doesn't know why this sentence is "pressing people with seniority", and this hat is inexplicably buckled.

(end of this chapter)