Chapter 1867 Slowly Falling in Love with You 116

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As she landed slowly, Chengling finally had the courage to open her eyes, her eye sockets were flushed, as if covered with a layer of icy frost, facing the wind and snow, she dimly looked at the sky that was getting closer and closer to her. ground.

Finally, the big kite fell to the ground, and Chengling's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up, and it was He Ruojin who carried her out in the end.

He Ruojin looked down at her little face full of tears, held her hands, couldn't help but bowed her head and kissed again, gently wiped the tears on her cheeks, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you so timid."

Chengling's eyes were wet, and she couldn't breathe smoothly.

He Ruojin was not willing to make trouble with her at this time, so she combed her wind-blown hair and said softly: "Princess, I will accompany you to forget about that person slowly, okay?"

Chengling lowered her red eyes, did not dare to look at him, and said with a hoarse nasal voice, "You know, this is unfair to you."

"Weichen likes the princess because he wants to spend the future with her. Weichen won't think it's unfair. If so, he will hate himself for not getting acquainted with the princess earlier, so... why are you doing it for someone who is not worth it?" People stay where they are and refuse to give themselves a chance?"

When He Ruojin said these words, her voice was calm and comfortable, and she looked at Chengling with extremely straightforward eyes.

Chengling raised her head and looked at him, unable to speak, she always felt that her throat was blocked by something, and it felt a bit hot and painful.

Her eyelids were still red, and it made people feel distressed. He Ruojin looked at her for a while, then pressed her into her arms silently, bowed her head and whispered in her ear: "If the princess doesn't speak, I will just treat you like you." accepted."

Chengling leaned against his chest, and slowly closed her eyelashes.

At that moment, she felt that the surroundings became very quiet, only the sound of her own breathing, the whistling wind and snow in her ears, and... He Ruojin's voice.

Extraordinarily clear.

It echoed in my ears over and over again.

When the snowflakes fell, it was so cold, but they melted all of a sudden.

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"Chengling is getting engaged?"

Two days later, in the inner hall of the East Palace, Qiao Ran, who had just learned about this, repeatedly asked His Highness the Crown Prince in astonishment.

Sheng Bianmo nodded, grabbed Qiao Ran's little hand and carefully put the fluffy gloves on her, and said lightly: "He Ruojin is quite reliable, and Uncle Cheng Yuan also said that he is loyal and kind. Hand over Ling'er to him, and my father, queen mother and I can rest assured."

Qiao Ran frowned slightly, and asked him in a low voice: "Does Ling'er like him?"

Cheng Bianmo paused for a moment, and replied: "It should be, otherwise how could he agree to be engaged to him."

"Should?" Qiao Ran looked up at Sheng Bianmo, who was sitting beside him, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said: "When Ling'er brought Li Yu back, she introduced Li Yu to her father, queen, and queen with all kinds of joy. Yu, I want to marry Li Yu... I'm afraid the little princess hasn't let go yet."

When Cheng Bianmo heard Qiao Ran mention Li Yu, his eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly and said, "Ran Ran, you think too much, Ling'er has already seen clearly that scumbag Li Yu, and there is no way she can do it again. Rekindled an old relationship with him."

Qiao Ran frowned, looked up at him, and wanted to say that he had misunderstood her, but after a while, she still pursed her lips tightly, said nothing, and silently put her gloved lips together. One hand was drawn back.