Concubine Yan, count yourself as cruel

She could really feel Concubine Liu's hostility towards her. If she were to marry into his house, how would it be possible? His wives would surely form a group to cause trouble for her.

She doesn't have the time to play housefight with a group of women.

Xiao Hanlin's face was gloomy, and a sinister look flashed in his peach blossom eyes. He put down his identity as a prince, but this woman still rejected him.

Could it be that she really couldn't even tolerate a child in her heart?

"Shuangshuang, you are too naive. I want to ask, is there any man who doesn't have three wives and four concubines, huh? You are too jealous!" Xiao Hanlin mocked.

Shuangshuang's smile was elegant and calm, her bright water eyes sparkling, she said slowly: "The world is big, I believe that there will always be a person in this world, whose eyes and heart are full of happiness.

, it’s all just me.”

Humph, I really can’t find one. The worst I can do is stay single for the rest of my life. What’s so great about a man!

Shuangshuang added in her heart.

Xiao Hanlin sneered. He was smiling but not smiling, which was extremely dangerous.

"Bai Shuangshuang, since I have taken a fancy to you, then, in this life, you can only be my person!" Xiao Hanlin stepped forward suddenly, grabbed her pointed chin with his slender fingers, and declared forcefully and domineeringly.

No other man could even lay a finger on her!

Looking at the obvious possessiveness in Xiao Hanlin's eyes, Shuangshuang's dark pupils suddenly shrank, and her bright star-like eyes looked at him without blinking, "Xiao Hanlin, do you love me?"

She asked very softly and softly, like a dragonfly touching water, creating ripples in Xiao Hanlin's heart.

like?

Xiao Hanlin was stunned. He had countless women, but no one dared to ask him about this word, and he had never said it to anyone.

do you love me?

what is love?

What is love?

"This king..."

"I will only belong to the man who loves me deeply, and I also love deeply." Shuangshuang said slowly, her white hands gently pushed Xiao Hanlin away, and her eyes as clear as autumn water were rare and soft, "So

, Your Majesty, it’s better not to be persistent.”