Kuai Chuan's paranoid villain pinches her peach blossom again

Chapter 19 The Imperial City Woman's Dream Lover (18)

Di Qinghan pursed his thin lips tightly, turned around and took a few steps out of the palace gate.

Jun Luo also followed, and when she came out of the palace gate, she called Di Qinghan to stop, "Are you okay?"

Di Qinghan stopped in his tracks, did not turn around, his slender back was somewhat lonely, and his voice was low: "This king and his mother have never been like this..."

Jun Luo frowned slightly, feeling that she felt sorry for the man in front of her, she took a few steps forward, and said softly: "Your mother must be living happily outside the palace now, you don't have to..."

Before he finished speaking, Di Qinghan turned around and hugged her, a cold fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, Jun Luo couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling in his heart, and let him hold her stiffly.

Di Qinghan buried his head on Jun Luo's slender shoulders contentedly, and said in a low voice, "You will be a prince from now on, and you can also participate in the hairpin ceremony in a few days."

Licking the corner of his lips lightly, Jun Luo lowered his eyes slightly, his slender eyelashes half covered his light brown pupils, knowing that he was changing the subject, so he followed his topic and said, "What is the Hairpin Ceremony?"

Di Qinghan let go of Jun Luo slowly, and the corners of his lips curled up. The coldness between his brows and eyes dissipated immediately, and a smile appeared in his cold eyes, "You will know when the day comes."

"You must be feeling a bit hungry now, this king will take you to Furong Street for dinner."

Jun Luo was a little surprised, did this person's mood change so quickly?
"Let's go." Di Qinghan didn't know what Jun Luo was thinking, so he naturally took Jun Luo's hand and walked out of the palace.

Jun Luo opened her eyes slightly, and the warm touch on the back of her hand made her lose her mind for a while, and when she regained her thoughts, her white face as white as jade was stained a little blush.

Struggling to take out his hand, but heard Di Qinghan whisper: "At the beginning, the queen mother held the hand of the king and played in the yard every day, but it's a pity that later..."

Jun Luo paused, looking at Di Qinghan's side face, smooth and fair face, with sharp edges and corners, but a bit fragile and lonely at this moment, which made her feel a little overflowing with maternal love.

but……

Slightly turning his eyes to look at the eunuchs and maids who were secretly watching them, Jun Luo made up his mind, pulled out his hand, and walked in front of Di Qinghan a few steps, "I'm a little hungry, let's go to Furong Street quickly. "

Di Qinghan looked at the empty palms, and then raised his eyes to look at Jun Luoxian's slender back, who was a bit flustered, with a bit of helplessness in his picturesque eyebrows, and a bit of warmth in his cold black pupils.

That's all, step by step.

someday...

I can't just hold your hand.

Jun Luo walked a few steps quickly, and realized that he didn't know where Furong Street was, so he stopped at the door again, without turning his head, and asked, "How do I get to Furong Street?"

Di Qinghan walked leisurely beside Jun Luo, seeing that she was still a little nervous, the corners of his lips curled up, and his deep and magnetic voice was somewhat pleasant: "Furong Street is far away from the imperial palace, you have to walk Go, I'm afraid I won't be there until tomorrow.

Jun Luo squinted his eyes slightly, hearing Di Qinghan's joy, and couldn't help but snorted.

Could it be that the pitiful appearance before was all a fake.

No wonder.

Not a word of this man's words can be trusted!
The popularity value has not increased by half a point, and it is full of lies.

Anger gradually filled his heart, Jun Luo's light brown eyes became darker and darker, his rose red lips were pursed into a cold straight line, and there was a little chill between his eyebrows and eyes.

(End of this chapter)