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102. I am not a princess

"Pillow Butterfly Dance!" Lan Yu stood up suddenly and walked slowly to Lin Huan, with an unknown brilliance flashing in his bottomless eyes, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Don't challenge my patience again and again, I'm very tired!

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When he said this, he sighed naturally, just like a husband talking to his wife about his worries. Lin Huan's heart suddenly jumped and he subconsciously said: "You are very tired, is it none of my business?"

Lan Yu smiled helplessly in front of her. All his tricks had failed and he was unwilling to admit defeat or give up. So he could only use his strong arm to pull Lin Huan into his arms, smelling the intoxicating fragrance of the flowers.

, Lan Yu closed his eyes and said affectionately: "Wu'er, don't move and just let me hold you for a while, okay?"

Such a gentle and pleading tone was completely different from his usual domineering and arrogant tone. Lin Huan leaned in his arms and couldn't help but her heartbeat skipped a beat.

"Let me go!" Pushing him away with all his strength, Lin Huan said with anger behind Lan Yu's back: "Can you stop pestering me? You like the butterfly dance, don't you? Well, let me tell you, I don't

The real princess Fengdie Wu is dead, I am just a ghost, do you understand?" Crazy, she couldn't help but tell the truth, completely forgetting the consequences.

Lan Yu smiled bitterly. In order to avoid herself, she would rather make up such a ridiculous excuse? What kind of ghost got her, let alone he didn't believe it, so what if it was true? Lan Yu said nonchalantly: "No way! I won't let you go, no matter who you are.

, Even if you are a ghost, you are still my Lan Yu's woman. Now that you have become my woman, don't try to escape from me anymore!" His eloquent tone made Lin Huan have no doubt that if she elopes with Ye Xing, what will happen if she elopes with Ye Xing?

The tyrant will turn the Blue Moon Kingdom upside down and also want to find her. Sure enough, beauty is a disaster. Lin Huan secretly sighed, "Feng Die Wu", this beautiful face that has captivated the country, is it a disaster or not a blessing?

Lin Huan was startled and said angrily: "My name is Lin Huan, I am not Phoenix Butterfly Dance!"

Lan Yu was stunned, and for a moment he hugged Lin Huan's slender waist from behind, put his chin on her head, and said funnyly: "Okay, so you don't like me calling you Wu'er, so what should I call you, Madam, Huan?"

Son?"

Lin Huan had goosebumps all over her body, but she didn't dare to move. The numbness coming from her back made her feel a strange feeling in her heart. It was caused by a mixture of fear and disgust. The man behind her was the king of a country.

Lan Yu breathed into her ear and said softly: "Madam, you know, you are so beautiful! From the first time I saw you, I swore that I would make you my wife, and I will give you this

All the best in the world will make you the happiest woman!"

Lin Huan secretly rolled her eyes. Sure enough, this appearance was the fault. She remembered Lan Yu's frightened and disgusted expression when he deliberately asked the whole body to go to the doctor last time. She suddenly felt unhappy and said angrily: "You don't know what I want. Why?"

What do you mean by giving me happiness!"

Lan Yu was stunned, and there was a throbbing pain in his heart. Why did she have to push him away again and again? As a king, he had favored too many women, but she was the only one who always felt at a loss when facing her.

Feeling that bet, he clearly felt that he was about to lose. He couldn't help but beg her to give him some warmth, and don't always use a repulsive expression.

But before he could speak, the eunuch outside the palace announced that Concubine Xue had sent a palace maid to invite him.

Damn it! Lan Yu calmly let go of Lin Huan. Just as he was waiting for someone to leave, he suddenly saw Lin Huan looking at him and felt embarrassed. Even though he was cold-blooded and ruthless to other women, he didn't want her to see his cold side.

"What's the matter?" Lan Yu stared coldly at Ying'er kneeling on the ground, his voice full of displeasure.

Ying'er said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty... she is not well. She started to have stomach pains tonight. The imperial doctor checked her and said that she has depression in her heart, her fetal air is unstable, and there are signs of miscarriage!"
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