Xiao Hanjin’s eyes were slightly deeper, “Ronghua.”
“How …… well.”
She just had time to turn her head to look at him, and her voice was drowned out as much as possible.
[……… I’m a harmonious drop dividing line …………]
People come and go on the street, all the complicated and complicated sounds are blocked out.
Xiao Hanjin looked at her hazel eyes and scarlet cheeks, his fingertips unconsciously scratched her cheeks, and said in a low, mute voice: “Your Highness, you look too pretty, and it’s easy for people to not be able to hold on to you. Don’t dress up when you go out in the future, hmm?”
Di Ronghua bit her lip and glared at him, “You’re clearly impatient to wait for me.”
“No.”
He hooked his lips, “If you don’t go out after dressing up, I can consider waiting.”
Di Ronghua averted her eyes and lightly hummed, “That’s not possible, this princess’s beauty naturally needs to be seen by the whole world.”
In the distance, Mu Lianshang watched them standing on the street as if no one else was intimate, her pupils were irritated to the point of constant tightening, her nails had been deeply embedded in her palms at some point, and the pain was so intense that it went straight to the bottom of her heart.
She thought that once or twice was enough for her to get used to these images, but it turned out not to be.
She was never able to get used to the fact that he was like this to the next person no, he was never like this even to her.
Restrained and calm man, even when no one is there, it is impossible to do these intimate and against the etiquette of things, let alone on the street?
Was this still the Xiao Hanjin she knew?
…………
Xiao Hanjin deliberately instructed Fan Jiang not to have to greet him in advance, so the boss didn’t know that the crown prince would come and was still entertaining others at this moment.
Di Ronghua looked at the row of patterns hanging out of the wedding clothes and felt that each one was quite good looking, but it seemed to be missing something.
“Don’t like it?”The man’s low voice rang in her ears.
Di Ronghua shook her head, “No ah, they’re all very pretty, or you can pick them?”
Xiao Hanjin glanced at her, casually pointing at the dowry with the large flower on the chest in front of her, “This one?”
She hesitated for a moment, “Don’t, the flowers are not pretty.”
“The one on the left?”
“The red colour is too dark, not festive enough.”
“………”
She suddenly looked like she remembered something, and gave him a look of baba, “Xiao Hanjin, I remember that you are very good at calligraphy and painting.
The man raised his eyebrows, “So?”
“You draw it yourself.”
The man laughed out at once, “You want me to draw a picture of a wedding dress? Your Highness, I’ve never done anything like this before.”
In fact, his intention was just to say that he didn’t have much experience, but her understanding was clearly off, tugging at his sleeve, “I know that your status is honourable and you don’t care about this, but my royal brother even personally carved a hairpin for Miaomiao, Xiao Hanjin.”
In the last three words, the soft and sticky tone pronouncing his name had already taken on a distinctly petulant flavour.
This kind of experience that was so long lost that it could feel new and strange once upon a time when she was in Xiliang, most of the time she would say what she had to say, and with her status she didn’t need to be pampered with him in order to get anything, it was only later on when their relationship became increasingly close that the small womanly gesture that flowed out of her gradually became more and more, but this kind of look had been almost nonexistent ever since she had left Xiliang.
Especially after she learnt of Mu Lianshang’s existence.
The knots in Xiao Hanjin’s throat rolled and he leaned down to kiss her, but her face turned away in a flash, “No kisses, only when you draw.”
The man laughed out lowly, “Yes, Your Highness. Any other requests?”
