The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 826 Interstellar: The Little Prince and the Female Pirate (39)

However, it was just a blink of an eye.

There was no disturbance in Jun Yan's heart, even though this princess was his nominal fiancee.

Taking a step forward, the young man's pale silver shattered hair glistened under the sunlight, his voice was as luxurious as a beautiful piece of music played by piano strings, "Hello, Princess Moshu."

Princess Mo Shu - Feng Hua, nodded and smiled calmly, "Your Highness."

Both of their words and deeds are impeccably noble and elegant.

Come and go, be polite.

After practicing official accent and Tai Chi, Fenghua was invited to live in the imperial palace.

Tonight, there will also be a feast specially set up for Princess Mo Shu in the palace.

……

night.

Young talents of the Carlisle Empire appeared at the palace banquet one after another.

Although everyone in the empire knew well that Princess Mo of the Federation would marry His Royal Highness in the end, some people might as well have the idea that a blind cat would meet a dead mouse to try their luck.

For the first dance, everyone agreed that Jun Yan invited Princess Mo Shu to dance.

Jun Yan pursed her lips, suppressed a certain emotion welling up in her heart, and stepped forward to make an invitation.

"Your Highness seems a little unhappy." The beautiful and noble princess laughed softly while dancing.

The little prince tonight is really a gentleman and reserved, except for the necessary actions for dancing, there is no other physical contact.

Is this defending her other identity - the dead female pirate?

This recognition made Her Majesty the Empress purse her lips in pleasure.

"No." Even out of politeness, the young man couldn't admit it, and immediately vetoed, "The princess is wrong."

"Am I really wrong? Lying is not a good behavior, Your Highness."

The woman's long tail, languid tone, and the way her brows and eyes are smiling and her red lips slightly curled up are really like the person in his memory.

Jun Yan was slightly distracted, and was still a little dazed until the end of the banquet...

"It must be an illusion." The little prince changed out of the gorgeous attire and wore pure white pajamas. His light silver hair was slightly damp, and looking out the window at the dark night, his delicate snow-white cheeks revealed a trace of tenderness and pity. Come.

He bit his lips, his sapphire blue pupils dizzy and shattered, murmuring and floating in the air.

"——what illusion?" Outside the window, a female voice that seemed to be smiling but not smiling suddenly sounded, with a hint of joking.

Jun Yan's body shook.

He moved his neck a little stiffly, then moved his eyes, and saw...

Wearing a half silver mask on her face, a woman in silver and black attire rolled in from the window, as light and lazy as a cat, and her high-heeled shoes fell silently on the big red plush carpet embroidered with redbud flowers in gold silk .

She crossed her arms around her chest, raised her beautiful chin, a strange silver luster slid across the mask, and her gorgeous red lips curved into a lazy and cool arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

As familiar as in memory.

The boy jumped out of bed and ran towards her.

Then, hold on tight.

With his hands wrapped around her waist, his fair and tender cheeks were buried in the crescent of her neck, smelling a certain fragrance of her body.

It's not an illusion, it's not an imagination, it's real she...

Jun Yan finally understands what it means to find what is lost, weeping with joy.

"Ding! Target character Jun Yan, favorability +5, strategy completion 90!"

"Well, take it easy." The woman teased softly and lazily, "A Yan, I really can't stand your enthusiasm for being so rare when you come up~"

(End of this chapter)