Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 114 The Princess Married is a Little Sweet 21

Miaomiao's wedding procession arrived at noon. The sun was scorching and the weather was as hot as a steamer. Miaomiao, sitting in the carriage, was a little restless.

The main thing is that Miaomiao also heard something very bold and obscene.

Fen Dai almost cried as she told her that the bellyband she had taken off yesterday was missing...

She had clearly carefully sorted them out and put them in boxes yesterday, and knew every color by heart. Now one piece is missing, and it's obvious that her professional skills are not up to par.

Miaomiao felt a little numb as she listened to Fendai's frustration. The world really was upside down...

Shouldn't they be more worried about why someone could break into their room and steal things without them knowing?

But this wasn't the main reason for Miaomiao's agitation. The main reason for her agitation was that, although she knew she shouldn't doubt the Son of Luck, she still thought about how she'd been forced to hold hands last night and even bumped into those officials. She always felt that the thief who stole the bellyband...

Miaomiao pursed her lips, feeling that there was something wrong with her mental state since she came to this plane, and now she has even started to have wild thoughts.

A son of luck turns into a bellyband-stealing devil. Is there anything more outrageous than this?

But Miaomiao knew that this matter could be a big deal or a small one, so she simply asked Fendai not to make it public.

If something is lost, it is lost. As long as there is no special mark and there is no way to prove that it is hers, it is not a big deal.

However, those who need to be arrested must be arrested.

If she could meet the Regent, Miaomiao felt that she would still need to borrow a few good hands from him to help.

That being said, Miaomiao is actually quite impatient to meet the old emperor.

Whether it is a bellyband fanatic or something else.

She had a very clear and inexplicable feeling that if she couldn't see the emperor now, perhaps something unexpected would happen later.

At this critical juncture, something unexpected happened. Not only would she not be considered a lifesaver, she might even become a spy for the enemy country...

Becoming the savior of the old emperor of You Kingdom, and then not having to sleep with him but still being honored, is the most acceptable outcome that Miaomiao can find for herself as the princess of You Kingdom.

She now inexplicably had a feeling that she just wanted to live a peaceful life. If that didn't work out, she could tell the old emperor that she wanted to recuperate in a Taoist temple. It wouldn't deny the wish of someone who was almost dying.

Unfortunately, Miaomiao's idea of wanting to see the old emperor as soon as possible was shattered when someone from the palace came and sent them to the capital posthouse.

What the old emperor meant was that he should let the princess have a good rest and then invite the people from You State into the palace for the palace banquet three days later.

Miaomiao was silent. Okay, this was a good opportunity for her to practice dancing.

All you can do is make the best of it. As for other things, Miaomiao emptied her mind and put them aside if she couldn't figure them out.

In the future, she will be a member of the Saintly Tribe who strives to become the regent's stepmother.

After arriving at the post station, the accompanying You State officials were already impatient after seeing the prosperity of the capital.

She began to subtly remind Miaomiao that she should start practicing dancing well. As a princess, the best outcome would be to gain the favor of His Majesty the Emperor.

Miaomiao looked at the brocade box that was brought to her. The fabric of the dance dress inside was pitifully small. It could cover the top but not the bottom.

There is not much left to show on the body...

She remembered that she was going to dance the folk dance of Yu Country, wasn't it?

Miaomiao didn't say much, she just threw the skirt on the screen, and then asked the waiter to bring her a decent dance skirt.

He also claimed that if they couldn't cooperate properly, then no one would live together. If he didn't go dancing, their mission would fail, and he would be fired and investigated by his original father.

She was not here to seduce the old emperor, she really couldn't bring herself to do that, so she didn't take the script.

She came here just to be the old emperor's savior and live a peaceful life in the cage.

So, there's really no need to do this...

Miaomiao knew that she represented the image of a country abroad. Although the folk dance of Yu Country was not difficult, Miaomiao still practiced seriously until late at night.

After having another meal of local delicacies prepared by the inn, Miaomiao's slightly nervous mood finally calmed down.

As soon as she entered the room, she began to yawn unconsciously.

There was ice in the room of the inn, so it wasn't very stuffy.

After Miaomiao washed up, although she was a little sleepy, she still opened the window and looked at the scenery outside for a while. Until she couldn't stop feeling sleepy, she yawned and went to rest.

Before going to bed, she had instructed the guards accompanying her to strengthen their defenses.

Another half hour passed. The guards outside the princess's door had already been transferred away, and Wen Ren Huai also appeared leisurely at the door of Miaomiao's room in the inn.

The moment the door was opened, the moonlight shone quietly on the little princess's face on the bed, as if covering her with a layer of silver gauze.

Wen Ren Huai came straight to Miaomiao without looking around. After not seeing her for a day, his longing for her had reached a crazy level, surging in his heart like a tide.

He lowered his head and took a gentle breath on Miaomiao's neck, as if absorbing his own vitality.

When he saw the girl in front of him, her eyelashes seemed to move slightly, like the fluttering of butterfly wings. Wen Renhuai was very surprised.

He chuckled and bent down to kiss her cheek.

At this time, the little princess's eyelashes trembled even more violently, but she was still stubborn and did not open her eyes as if she couldn't believe it.

Wenren Huai didn't expect that his little princess was so sensitive that she couldn't fall asleep.

But at this moment, he didn't want to confront Miaomiao, for he was afraid that if the little girl said that she was determined to marry his old man, he might not be able to control himself and do something he shouldn't do.

It's better to just leave it like this and pretend that this thing never happened, but both of us know it.

Thinking of this, Wen Renhuai's fingertips came to the back of Miaomiao's neck and gently rubbed Miaomiao's sleeping point.

In just a few seconds, Miaomiao's eyelashes, which were originally trembling violently, returned to normal calm.

Wen Renhuai leaned close to Miaomiao's ear and whispered softly.

"I also want you to wake up and see me going crazy for you, but I'm afraid of scaring you.

So, don’t like that old man, like me, and I will give you whatever you want.”

When Wen Ren Huai said this, he couldn't help but kissed Miaomiao's neck gently, even a little unscrupulously.

He knew that she knew about his previous lies, perhaps because he got her bellyband, or perhaps because of what he said that night.

In short, there was a tacit understanding between them, like two meshing gears, closely connected without words.