MTL - Princess a Lives By Kissing Me Every Day-Chapter 45

The word "responsible" made Lin Moran stunned for a moment.

What she said was ambiguous, and it was not so clear to hear the bleak cold wind outside the tent. It was hazy, mixed with countless inexplicable tenderness and charm. Although Lin Moran had heard it clearly, she still uttered a question subconsciously. : "What did the princess say?"

As soon as the words fell, the smile on Qin Yuci's lips deepened, and he lowered his eyes and said softly, "What I mean is that Mo Ran has seen my back now, and according to tradition, he should be responsible."

These words were originally meant to be a joke, but for some reason, Lin Moran always felt that he could perceive a bit of truth from her tone.

She couldn't help being dazed, and the hand that applied the medicine to her accidentally trembled, and her hot fingertips slid across her skin, and hooked it slightly.

I don't know where it touched, and it caused the person in front of me to tremble subconsciously.

In the next second, Lin Moran's face turned red, and the hand that applied the medicine stopped in the air, not daring to drop it easily. At this moment, only what Qin Yuci said to her just now came to mind.

There was no words for a long time.

It looked extremely shy.

Sensing her state, Qin Yuci couldn't help but chuckled, but he didn't have time to put on his clothes, instead, he turned slightly sideways and looked back at her.

Today, she didn't tie her hair up. Her long black hair hangs down like a waterfall. The strands of her hair are casually scattered around her neck, outlining a provocative arc. Coupled with that beautiful face, it makes people feel breathless. a bit.

It's mind-numbing, disturbing.

Lin Moran's heart beat faster, staring straight at the person in front of him, really fascinated by her, he replied in a daze: "Yes."

It was only after I realized something was wrong that my cheeks became redder immediately, as if dyed by the colorful clouds from the sky, I opened my mouth and faltered and uttered a sentence: "The ointment is still, I haven't finished it yet."

"Let's... go ahead."

The panic and shyness in my heart were all written on my face.

Seeing this, Qin Yuci pursed his lips and chuckled, but he didn't tease her anymore. He turned around and sat quietly, waiting for a few minutes, and after Lin Moran finished applying the medicine for himself, he tidied up his clothes.

With too many things in his heart, people always have no appetite. Qin Yuci only took a few mouthfuls before putting down his chopsticks and getting up to wash up.

After tidying up, he and Lin Moran put together their clothes and went to bed.

When the military tent was first set up earlier, Hu Xiaohai also mentioned that he wanted to make a simple bed for Qin Yuci, but since Qin Yuci came to the border, he was doomed to temporarily abandon his status as the eldest princess. She came to fight It's not for enjoyment, she will do what the soldiers do.

So in the end the bed was not set up after all, Qin Yuci only slept on a piece of animal skin and a few simple quilts.

The weather at the border has always been bad, and the wind is also very strong. Living in the palace for a long time, it is really difficult to adapt here for a while, especially if the food and clothing cannot keep up, it is inevitable that you will catch the wind and cold.

It's just that Qin Yuci originally thought that the person might be herself, but now she is fine, but the people around her seem to have been tricked.

The night was desolate, and there was no other sound outside except the noise made by the night watchman, so even if there were only two small coughs, they were still very clear in the ears.

Qin Yuci paused at the sound, then turned his head to look at the people around him, with concern in his tone: "What's wrong with Mo Ran?"

"It's okay." Lin Moran was afraid that she would be worried, so he clearly suppressed his voice, but he was still accidentally heard. He was a little flustered for a moment, and quickly shook his head, "It's just a few coughs, it's nothing serious."

"The princess should stay away from me." She said, she said to tell people to stay away, but she was the one who moved, she moved to the side under the thin quilt wrapped around her body, turned over and turned her back looking at her.

After feeling that everything was in order, he said, "This way you won't be infected by Mo Ran."

The voice came from under the quilt, it was hazy, it sounded a little hoarse and trembling, it seemed to be due to panic or cold.

Especially coupled with her huddled appearance, it looks even more miserable and pitiful.

It is inevitable that the bottom of my heart will be filled with worry.

After a while, Qin Yuci didn't answer her words, but moved forward calmly, put his arms around her waist, and with a little force, he hugged the person in front of him into his arms.

Lin Moran was taken aback by her action, subconsciously looked back at her, and met a pair of beautiful eyes: "What is the princess doing?"

"Mo Ran seems to be very cold." After finishing speaking, Qin Yuci spoke slowly, with a bit of calmness in his tone, "So I hugged you in my arms, thinking that this might relieve some pain."

"After all... Mo Ran promised to be responsible to me, and to compare his heart with his heart, so this palace should be the same, right?"

She is used to uttering a few elegant words in a serious manner, which may sound unintentional, but she seems to have read her mind completely, knowing what is the sharp weapon that can stir the mind.

Lin Moran was picked up by her again, and lost his voice for an instant, especially when he felt her warm palm on his waist, he felt even more dizzy.

It took a while before I murmured in a low voice: "Princess, isn't she afraid of being infected by me..."

"I've always been in good health." After finishing speaking, Qin Yuci said softly, "How can I be easily infected?"

Has always been healthy, this statement is completely contrary to the reality.

Lin Moran understood what she meant, and knew that she might not let go of this embrace easily, after struggling several times to no avail, she finally calmed down.

But also because of the touch of the person behind him, it was difficult to fall asleep for a while, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "The princess is really good to Mo Ran."

The words were very soft, like whispers under the bed, carried into the ears with the breeze, and instantly aroused a bit of charm from the bottom of my heart.

Qin Yuci heard her words, and just opened his lips to answer, but before he could speak, Lin Moran said again: "Little maid Mo Ran, I really feel flattered and terrified."

Just one sentence broke the atmosphere just now again.

In fact, I don’t blame her. This is the current tradition. The high-ranking people are always superior, and the low-ranking people are inferior. When doing something, you always have to think about it. Think over and over again about what is worthwhile, what is not worth, what should be what not.

Qin Yuci is, and so is Lin Moran.

It's just that this is clearly the case, but Qin Yuci still feels displeased when Lin Moran says these words, but this displeasure is not caused by her, but because of this dynasty, and because of the various etiquettes surrounding him. Kind of palace rules.

Without these, would everyone live a more relaxed and comfortable life.

But looking at it now, such an idea is still too naive. The tradition that has been passed down for many years cannot be easily changed by her alone.

But after all, she still hopes that the person in front of her can think about it, at least temporarily abandon those so-called rules and etiquette when she is with her, keep silent for a while, and then chuckle: "In my opinion, Mo Ran is no longer a little maid. .”

"You can ask me to condescend to tie her thrush's hair, share the bed with her, bring pastries when she's hungry, and hug her when she's cold...how can she be just a little maid?"

In order to make her feel better, she didn't even call herself Bengong anymore, only the most sincere word: me.

Lin Moran paused when he heard the words, and the corners of his eyes subconsciously became moist. At this moment, courage and desire flew up together, and he suddenly wanted to hug the person behind him.

So thinking about it, she did so, Lin Moran buried her head in her arms, tried hard to hide the tears in her eyes, and asked her with a steady and trembling voice as much as possible: "Princess, is the war going to end soon? "

"Soon." Qin Yuci nodded and answered her softly.

Lin Moran continued: "Really?"

"Well, really." Qin Yuci hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her head, "When did I ever lie to Mo Ran?"

It was a reassuring answer indeed.

After a while, the tears in the corners of Lin Moran's eyes quietly faded away, turning into a smile that bloomed again: "Then when I go back, Mo Ran still wants to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and white jade cake made in the small kitchen."

"good."

"I also want to watch magic tricks with the princess, listen to stories told by Mr. Shu, and watch all kinds of beautiful scenery together."

"Yes, I will."

"However, Mo Ran will not forget to work hard to finish his homework." With a smile in his eyes, Lin Mo Ran continued after a moment of silence, "The princess is right, Mo Ran is not only a little maid, but also does not want to be a little maid anymore."

"I will grow up as soon as possible." She said, quietly wiping away the tears on her cheeks, then raised her head, and stared at Qin Yuci's face sincerely and seriously, "Try to share the worries of the princess as soon as possible, and be able to do it as soon as possible." The strong backing of the princess can also be your arm."

"Even one day, Mo Ran will become your sharp blade."