Feng Miao was a little surprised after hearing this.

"Don't you, Your Highness, want to have sex with me?"

King Han shook his head, and while speaking, he helped Feng Miaoqin take off the phoenix crown on his head.

"Princess, no, no, it's not that I don't want to have sex with the princess, but it's... it's the first time we meet, and it's a bit fast, and I can't get used to it."

After Zhu Song took off the phoenix crown on the princess's head, he saw the princess burst into tears in the blink of an eye.

Sorry, this princess is not overbearing in temperament, but she is pretentious. Didn't she say that she is a woman who knows how to practice martial arts? A woman who practices martial arts should have a more generous temperament. She looks like a flower.

It seems to make you cry when you touch it, what should you do?

"Ouch, ouch, don't cry! What did I say wrongly that made you cry? Don't cry."

Zhu Song said as he put the phoenix crown on the dressing table, then picked up a piece of white cloth next to it and wiped the princess's tears.

Zhu Song only thought that this white cloth was probably a rag provided in the house. But he never thought that this white cloth was used by men in ancient times to cushion the red objects under the women when they got married.

Zhu Song didn't understand, but the princess did. When she saw the white cloth being picked up by His Highness to wipe her tears, she felt dumbfounded for a moment.

But I also understand that it seems that the prince does not want to marry him. Now it seems that the prince who has made great achievements in Liaodong is still just a child.

The princess took the white cloth from Zhu Song's hand and hid it behind her with her head lowered, not daring to see Zhu Song.

After Zhu Song realized it, he suddenly remembered, oh... It seems that the female official in the palace had told him before that on the wedding day, this white cloth should be placed under the princess's body.

Alas, why am I so stupid? How can this white cloth used to wipe away red things be used to wipe away tears? No wonder the princess wants to take this white cloth away.

"You...wait for me!"

After Zhu Song finished speaking, he rushed out of the door. Princess Han stood there blankly. The wedding had not even started yet, but the groom ran out. What is this?

Could it be... Could it be that His Highness the King of Han dislikes his identity so much just because his uncle is a criminal, so he is unwilling to even touch him?

Just when Princess Han was thinking this, she saw Zhu Song rushing back quickly, holding a big cloak in his hand.

Zhu Song has a fine black fox fur cloak, and this fox fur cloak is snow white. It is the couple's model of Zhu Song and Princess Han, and he made it specially.

"This is……"

"Princess, although His Highness the Grandson made betrothal gifts to your family for me before, those were not my intention. After I learned that I was going to marry you, I immediately ordered someone to make this fox fur cloak.

There is a black one, you wear this white one."

"After we get married, it's time to go north and return to Liaodong after the New Year. Liaodong is not as good as Yingtian. Liaodong is very cold. If we don't have a good fox fur cloak, I'm afraid the princess won't be able to withstand it."

There is no woman who doesn't like her man to prepare gifts for her, and the same is true for Feng Miaoqin.

Feng Miao reached out and touched the pure white fox fur cloak, and her heart was already filled with warmth.

"Did His Highness just take this piece of fox fur cloak?"

Zhu Song nodded.

"Yes, I will burst into tears when I see the princess. When I see the princess cry, my claws will go numb all of a sudden. I don't know what to say. Girls all like gifts. This is what I carefully selected for you.

Gift, do you like it?"

Princess Han nodded, took the pure white fox fur cloak from King Han, held it tightly in her arms and refused to let go.

Suddenly, Princess Han remembered something. Her family had been impoverished since last year. Her parents could not even afford to eat at home. Moreover, the dowry for this marriage was also paid for by His Highness. At this moment, she had not thought of preparing any gifts for His Highness.

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Thinking of this, Princess Han plopped down and knelt down towards Zhu Song.

Oh, my dear mother...

This is great, why did she kneel down to me again?

Zhu Song couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He thought he had just coaxed the princess, but he didn't expect the princess to come again, which made him unsteady on his feet and almost fell down.

"Princess, what are you doing? Today is our happy day, please don't cry or kneel down, okay? Let's just chat. When we get tired of chatting and sleepy, we'll have a wedding, okay?"

Princess Han shook her head: "Your Highness, I don't mean that. I am kneeling for my father. Without Your Highness's help, I am afraid that my father will not be able to gain a foothold in the capital or in the officialdom from now on."

"My Feng family has received great kindness from His Highness, and His Highness has prepared gifts for me, but I have not prepared anything for you. I... I feel guilty."

When Zhu Song heard this, he realized that it was for this reason.

"Princess, you get up first. These are trivial matters. Your father will be my father-in-law from now on. I am still half my father-in-law's son. Why should my family say such polite words? Your father is my father. I will help you."

Is there anything else I can't do to protect my father?"

Zhu Song's casual words sounded like drums beating in the princess's heart.

For no other reason than for His Highness to be so affectionate and righteous to her, Princess Han had already determined at that moment that she could only live for His Highness in the future, and she could only die for His Highness!

Zhu Song helped the princess up, helped her to the bedside, and poured a cup of tea for the princess himself, which made the princess restless. Fortunately, after Zhu Song explained, she drank the tea.

The aunt finally became quiet and stopped crying and kneeling. Zhu Song breathed a sigh of relief and sat next to the princess.

"Princess, from now on you should be polite outside, but at home you and I can just be more natural. What's the point of pouring the princess a cup of tea? If in the future, I am talking about what if, if in the future the princess occasionally catches the cold, just

If you can rest in bed, won't I be able to serve you?"

After hearing this, Princess Han shook her head repeatedly: "How can Your Highness do these things? If I am really infected with the cold and can only rest in bed, there are servants to take care of me. How can I let Your Highness do it?"

"This king is just making an analogy. If the princess is really ill in bed, I can't just watch my servants serve you, right?"

Zhu Song said, waving his hands to fan himself, not realizing how powerful his words were to the princess. At this moment, the princess felt as sweet as drinking honey.

Your Highness, is he actually such a man?
Chapter completed!