The Little Princess in the Palace (16)

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  It lied with its eyes open, "It's not too late to change now. Host, let's like the male protagonist from today on. I heard that the male protagonist is the same person. You don't have to worry about these things when you cultivate feelings with him in any plane, because it's the same person anyway. Just keep your distance from others in the future."

  "Really?" She was still a little hesitant.

  "Yeah!" The system didn't feel guilty at all for talking nonsense, and just wanted to overcome her psychological barrier.

  So that we don't have to finish playing together...

  Ruan Ruan didn't say anything else, seeming to be thinking about something.

  She never thought the system would lie to her, even though it was half right...

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  "Why don't you wait for me inside?"

  Ruan Ruan was sitting on the stone steps in front of the door and looked up when she heard the voice.

  Rong Yan walked in the moonlight, his white robe covered with a layer of silver gauze. His steps were measured and neither fast nor slow, and he walked forward slowly at a fixed rhythm.

  When he saw the pale yellow girl squatting not far away, his pace suddenly quickened and he lost his composure.

  "The ground is cold, get up quickly." There was a hint of magnetism in the clear voice, and the knuckles of his slender fingers were slightly bent.

  Take the initiative to reach out and hold her hand.

  Ruan Ruan stood up with his strength, and her hands were wrapped in warm palms. Even after she stood firmly, she did not let go, but held them in her hands to keep them warm.

  "There's something important I want to tell you quickly."

  At this moment, the system suddenly reminded, "Host, hand."

  Ruan Ruan seemed to suddenly react and broke free from Rong Yan's hands.

  It wasn't a very intense action, and she lowered her head and didn't dare look at him afterwards, hiding her hands behind her back. Her neatly trimmed nails unconsciously scratched her fingers, leaving a few shallow marks.

  There was silence for more than ten seconds. "Let's go in first."

  Rong Yan did not make any move to touch her again, but kept a subtle distance.  

  Rong Yan stood behind her, and pushed the door open with his left hand over her, as if he was holding her in his arms.


  The familiar scent filled her every breath during the subtle touch.

  Amid the system's exclamation, Ruan Ruan rushed in as if she was being chased. She took several steps back before stopping.

  There was a hint of resistance in her moist eyes.

  Rong Yan looked straight into her eyes, his gaze so deep that it seemed as if he could see through her skin and into her heart.

  Ruan Ruan couldn't bear it and turned her head away.

  "What did I do wrong? Why are you suddenly resisting me like this?"

  "No. It's just that I made a decision, so I have to take action."

  Ruan Ruan lowered her head and told the story seriously, her right hand hanging by her side unconsciously pinching her dress.

  "What is it?" Rong Yan lowered his eyelids, and his curled eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

  It is a gesture of rejection.

  "I've made up my mind. From today on, I will like Your Majesty." She paused, and for some reason it was difficult to speak. "I will return to the palace tomorrow. Thank you for your care during this period. I will definitely repay you in the future... I'm sorry."

  "That's not what I want to hear." Rong Yan grabbed her wrist fiercely, and even though he was angry, he still restrained his strength. He held her wrist tightly in a posture that would not allow her to break free.

  He could no longer maintain the calmness on his face, and even said with a plea, "You haven't fulfilled what you promised me. We haven't been able to see the lanterns together. I still have a lot of things I want to do with you..."

  "Can you... not leave?"

  The body under the white robe was trembling slightly, and the fingertips of the dangling right hand were firmly stuck in the palm, and bright red blood was overflowing.

  (End of this chapter)

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