My Empress is My Bad Girl

Lianlian was already weak, but in the light rain and breeze, her face became pale and weaker.

Although Lianlian looks like Fang's family, she is Jin Lan's daughter and daughter Xiao's father, and she still has the beauty of her father's clan.

Although it can't be compared with the stunning beauty of Cai Cai, there is also a bit of pitiful tenderness in this situation.

Wearing a green skirt, she knelt at the entrance of the ancestral hall, her thin shoulders trembling lightly and faltering.

There was footsteps behind him.

She turned her head and saw the luxurious and gorgeous young man who often appeared in her dreams.

As the eldest son of the Zhao family, Yan'er inherited all the advantages of his parents perfectly.

Although only a thirteen-year-old boy, he already has a slender figure and a handsome face. Perhaps influenced by his mother Yun Dai, he did not have the indifference of Zhao's royal family, but was as gentle and calm as the wind and rain.

Just one glance makes people fall.

Lianlian looked at the prince walking slowly, startled.

The housekeeper Jin, who was following Yan'er, saw her in surprise and said, "Second Miss, you--"

"I don't worry about sister." Lianlian interrupted the housekeeper, her soft voice made a weak hoarse.

The steward did not dare to say anything, and stepped forward to open the lock on the door of the ancestral hall, and respectfully said: "Your Highness, please."

Yan'er nodded and stepped up the steps.

Lianlian watched the prince approaching and passing by, and the corner of his blue shirt almost touched her arm.

Lianlian trembled a little and wanted to stop him.

But he didn't stay, and quickly walked over, without even looking at himself, he walked into the ancestral hall.

Lianlian looked at his back, if she was missing.

Yes.

He is the crowning prince, the existence she needs to look up to.

And she is just the concubine of the Jin family, without the beauty of her sister, nor the honorable status of her sister.

My sister is the future princess, and she...

It's nothing.

Therefore, His Royal Highness does not need to, and will not care about her humble.

The steward stayed outside and saw that the prince had entered. Then he bent down and said to Lianlian: "Second Miss, why are you kneeling again? If you know, you will be unhappy. You are not well, so go back. The prince is down, the eldest will be fine."

Lianlian frowned: "Do I need you to talk too much for what I do?"

"This...I dare not." The manager was a little helpless, straightened up and stood aside.

Yan'er walked into the ancestral hall and saw Cai Cai sitting on the mat with her back facing the door. Long hair draped behind him, like a sparkling black waterfall.

Are you still kneeling?

Yan'er frowned slightly and said, "Cai Cai, what's wrong with you."

Picking back-

Yan'er chuckled when she saw her appearance.

I saw that she was eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake in both hands, and the corners of her mouth were all pastry crumbs, like a little hamster.

Although I've known each other since I was a child, and I've seen it countless times as a childhood sweetheart, but for the first time, Yan'er saw this kind of pick.

She was wearing a crumpled white cotton dress, her long fluffy hair was scattered, and her face was dirty.

Cai Cai is recognized as a small beauty since childhood, and is a typical beauty from small to large.

I'm used to seeing her gentle and docile appearance on weekdays, like a vase worshipped on Duobao Pavilion, beautiful is beautiful, inevitably a little tasteless.

But at this time, although it was not neat and perfect, there was a lot of vitality.