After Reincarnating, the Ice-Cold Prince Won't Leave Me Alone

Chapter 68 Zhenxiang Face Slapping Scene

Shen Mingjiao took a comfortable nap, and it just so happened that today was the day of monthly accounts. She sat in the specially set-up study and worked all afternoon.

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Finally, it was almost done, she stretched wearily and leaned back in the chair.

Haitang came over with a plate of cut fruits.

Shen Mingjiao moved her numb shoulders and neck:

"Haitang, hurry up... come here and help me massage, hiss... my neck is about to break!"

Haitang put down the plate, walked over and rubbed it evenly.

She learned this skill from the two foster nuns in the palace before the girl got married, otherwise it would depend on her strength. But dare not rub and press the girl casually.

Shen Mingjiao snorted twice comfortably, and asked casually, "Has Your Highness come back?"

"His Royal Highness came back half an hour ago, and he should be in the study in the front yard right now." After speaking, he smiled and said, "Young lady and His Highness have such a good relationship. His Highness has only left for less than half a day, and the young lady started thinking about it."

Shen Ming gave her a tender look: "Don't make up your mind." Thinking of the kiss in the carriage, she said angrily, "I wish he wouldn't come back?"

Feng Lisheng, who had just walked into the courtyard and was feeling emotional all the way: "..."

He comforted himself silently in his heart, it's okay, the princess is shy.

Haitang didn't believe it, she just pretended to be a girl, which was duplicity.

"Girl, don't talk nonsense, if His Highness is really away for a year or so and won't come back, then how will you live your life!"

Shen Mingjiao remembered the years when she first entered the mansion in her previous life, because the border was not peaceful, Feng Lisheng didn't come back for several months, and she was living well, so she casually said:

"Then what's the matter, wouldn't it be more comfortable if he isn't here, you can do whatever you want, don't have too much fun!"

Feng Lisheng standing at the door: "..."

Take a deep breath, and continue to convince yourself silently: This idea is nothing, the princess just wants to have a space to be alone.

Hai Tang, who was asking the question, finally realized something. Although she was not very smart, after all, she had been serving Shen Mingjiao personally for so many years, so she could still tell whether Shen Mingjiao's words were true or not.

She tentatively asked: "Girl, don't you like His Highness... at all?"

After all, in her shallow cognition, although her mother scolded her father every day, if her father really went away, her mother would have an expression that the sky was about to fall.

Shen Mingjiao shook her head honestly: "If you're talking about liking between men and women, then there shouldn't be any."

Because Shen Mingjiao's mother passed away early, there are no female elders around to talk to. Therefore, all cognitions about feelings come from various romance scripts.

Comprehensively combining all the emotional drama descriptions of the hero and heroine in the storybook, combined with her and Feng Lisheng, she compared them one by one in her heart.

First of all, the heroine usually meets the hero. His face must be blushing and his heart beating faster. And she saw Feng Lisheng. Obviously not.

Secondly, the hero and heroine are separated for a while, and the heroine doesn't think about eating and drinking, and the exaggerated point of missing directly becomes sick.

She doesn't even know it, Feng Lisheng isn't here, her food tastes better than anyone else.

What else, oh, if the male protagonist gets angry or cold-faced towards the female protagonist, the female protagonist will be heartbroken like a knife, as if the sky is falling.

And if Feng Lisheng treats her coldly, not only will she not feel any heartache, but she will excitedly come forward to tease him...

In short, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't fit.

And it seems that Feng Lisheng will not be like those male protagonists, who will press people against the wall and other confusing behaviors when they disagree with each other.

So in conclusion, she and Feng Lisheng. Sure enough, they don't like each other.

However, she didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Now she doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking in the palace, and Feng Lisheng doesn't have any bad habits such as **** and sex. Even if they don't have love, it's good to just get along like this for a lifetime.

Haitang felt that his idea was very problematic, and was about to speak to persuade him.

At this time, Erya’s surprised voice came from the door: “I have seen Your Highness, huh! Why are you standing at the door and not going in, Your Highness? The princess is inside!”

Haitang was startled, thinking of the conversation she had with the girl just now, her face turned pale with fright.

Shen Mingjiao didn't feel anything, and looked up at the door.

But Feng Lisheng was strangely dressed in white, but it seemed that this guy was in a bad mood, and his eyes looking at her were as cold as ice.

When Feng Lisheng heard with his own ears that his princess had never had any love for him, his heart sank to the bottom, and he could no longer find any reason to deceive himself.

At this time, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and the things he had always believed in in his heart collapsed, which made it difficult for him to accept for a while.

Facing Shen Mingjiao again at this time, his heart was very complicated and sour.

Shen Mingjiao didn't know this, combined with the inexplicable kiss in the carriage at noon, she guessed that the other party might have encountered something at the banquet and was in a bad mood.

So she stepped forward with a smile on her face, without asking him what happened, and looked at the white clothes on his body with bright eyes.

"You look so good in this dress, like Mr. Ruyu walking out of a painting."

Feng Lisheng's heart paused when he heard the words, and he felt a little shamefully happy.

But then she asked: "But why do you think of wearing white clothes when you are so handsome? Aren't you the most impatient to wear this kind of literati clothes?"

Speaking of this, Feng Lisheng thought of his purpose for coming to the backyard, and then thought of the things he did in the study before.

For a while, the embarrassment in my heart reached its peak. His complexion couldn't help getting colder.

Shen Mingjiao saw that she had talked for a long time, and the other party not only didn't respond, but also made faces at her, and she was immediately angry.

He snorted heavily, raised his eyebrows and sneered:

"If your Highness is in a bad mood, please go back to your study in the front yard. I'm not your punching bag, so why don't you show me face here!"

"Please make way, you are blocking my way."

After speaking, he pushed him aside, and went to the main room without looking back.

Feng Lisheng: "..." Isn't he the one who should leave in anger?

But looking at the back of her own princess who was obviously angry, her footsteps were delayed for a long time, and finally she stayed behind.

It's just... When going to bed at night, Shen Mingjiao directly picked up a quilt and threw it to him coldly. The meaning is self-evident.

Feng Lisheng frowned, feeling that she was being unreasonable: "This is my bed."

Shen Mingjiao climbed onto the bed and rolled to the inside, her back turned to him, and said flatly, "Now it's mine."

Feng Li Sheng "..."

Standing coldly by the bed for a while, I deeply felt that he was too imposing as a husband,

After thinking for a while, he clenched his fists.

He secretly decided in his heart that he could not indulge her blindly like this, he had to show the majesty of the head of the family.

Just glanced at his own princess who was sleeping soundly on the bed, a thick black hair was spread behind the pillow, and the exposed half of her profile face was beautiful and quiet.

All the flames dissipated at once,

Forget it, what does he care about between a big man and a woman.

In the end, he didn't leave and went back to the study, but just slept on the Arhat bed by the window with the quilt in his arms.

Before going to bed, recalling this ups and downs of the day,

Until now, he can't accept that his princess has never liked him,

Can't help but cast a cold glance at the figure sleeping soundly on the opposite bed, feeling some inexplicable grievances in his heart.

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Good night, the next chapter will be better around one o'clock, cuties, you can read it tomorrow.