Chapter eight hundred and thirteen: the tyrant spoils the fallen princess 29(1/2)
Under Qu Linlang's cannibalistic gaze.
Yingqian leaned into Xiang Xuanhai's arms, then shrugged and yawned.
Seeing the master and servant break their defenses.
Bashi!
Yingqian was carried into the carriage by Xiang Xuanhai.
But until he sat down, he had no intention of letting go.
The girl in my arms is light and weightless.
The waist is slender and soft.
It also has a fragrant rose scent.
Xiang Xuanhai trapped Yingqian's small hand in his big palm, pinching his fingertips and rubbing his palms from time to time.
It was as if he was teasing her like a pet.
Yingqian struggled twice.
Couldn't break free.
On the contrary, he was hugged tighter.
She had no choice but to choose the most comfortable position.
Then he squinted his eyes lazily and fell into a half-dream again.
Little did I know.
Qu Linlang was sitting opposite.
A mouthful of silver teeth would almost be bitten into pieces.
She really didn't understand.
What's so good about this Yingqian?
A princess who lost her country is worse than a slave of Longyou Kingdom.
Even if she looks like a fox.
However, in Qu Linlang's view, it was superficial and vulgar, far less refined than her.
But even so.
She could only watch helplessly as Xiang Xuanhai held Yingqian in his arms, and they were as intimate as she had ever dreamed of.
Qu Linlang herself has become a completely transparent person.
Xiang Xuanhai seemed to have forgotten her existence.
Even the chessboard was ignored.
"As a princess, Miss Ying should be very good at chess, right?"
Qu Linlang couldn't hold back, made a curious expression, and asked softly:
"How about the princess and I play a game to relieve our boredom?"
Yingqian glanced at the chessboard.
She took a piece of snack and stuffed it into her mouth, and said vaguely:
"I'm not very good at playing chess, how about I sing a song?"
Qu Linlang was overjoyed.
About to force each other again.
Xiang Xuanhai nodded slightly and said:
"Sing."
He nodded.
Yingqian is no longer sleepy.
She immediately sat up straight, cleared her throat vigorously, and opened her mouth to sing:
"A happy little frog, croak croak..."
One sentence is not finished.
Xiang Xuanhai's hot palms had already covered Ying Qian's lips.
She blinked.
Very confused.
The touch under the palm was very good. Xiang Xuanhai pinched her delicate cheek, and a smile quietly flashed in his eyes.
"That's it."
Yingqian struggled to break free from his grasp, looked very excited, and asked expectantly:
"Doesn't it sound good?"
"good."
Xiang Xuanhai nodded slightly, but after a pause in his voice, he said again:
"You are not allowed to sing anymore."
Yingqian: "It discriminates against children's songs, right?"
"Baby girl is really interesting."
Qu Linlang covered her lips with a handkerchief, glanced back and forth at Ying Qian, and said rather mockingly:
"Not good at singing and dancing, and not good at chess. It turns out that Her Royal Highness the Princess of Beiyan is such a straightforward person. Linlang admires her endlessly."
As soon as she finished speaking.
Ignore Yingqian any more.
Turning her rippling autumn eyes towards Xiang Xuanhai, Qu Linlang's face turned red and her voice became even more shy.
"Your Majesty, Linlang has brought the piano here. Is it possible for you to play a piece for Your Majesty?"
Xiang Xuanhai nodded slightly.
But he still didn't take another look at Qu Linlang.
She was unwilling and sent someone to fetch the piano. Then she said:
"Linlang still remembers the first time he met the king many years ago. Linlang played the song Sauvignon Blanc."
"oh?"
Xiang Xuanhai's tone was calm.
Even though he was listening to Qu Linlang recalling the past, there was not much warmth on his handsome face.
Fortunately, she has already gotten used to it.
As a king, Xiang Xuanhai would not have much free time to devote to women.
He has always been indifferent and moody.
I can tolerate Qu Linlang staying by my side.
She was already extremely happy.
"At that time, Linlang was not good at playing the piano, and the music he played was stumbling, so he had never been heard by others. The king was the first person to hear Linlang playing the piano."
Qu Linlang pursed her red lips.
He seemed extremely shy.
He could still find time to glare at Yingqian.
Qu Linlang deliberately talked about the past with Xiang Xuanhai.
Just to tell Yingqian.
She has been with Xiang Xuanhai these years.
Not only is the friendship deep.
There are still countless shared memories.
It's far beyond what Yingqian can compare with through some crooked means!
"strangeness."
Yingqian swallowed the last mouthful of snacks, wiped off the crumbs on her fingertips, and asked:
"Did you teach yourself how to play the piano?"
Qu Linlang raised her chin and said proudly:
To be continued...