Yingying nodded, walked into the pavilion lightly, and sat on the other side of Zhao Hao.
There is a faint scent of jasmine on her body, which is not strong, but pleasant to the touch.
Zhao Hao rolled his eyes in his heart and didn't know how to start for a moment.
Yingying sat beside him, glancing at him casually, but she also lowered her head and said nothing.
This situation is definitely somewhat embarrassing.
But for Zhao Hao, who has lived two lives, it is nothing.
But, this feeling of being forced into a match is also very awkward.
The eldest princess, this old woman, really doesn't hide anything at all.
Just push your own daughter over here, thinking that you can relax? That your blood will boil? That your bones will become soft?
It's a joke.
Is that kind of person, bro?
never mind.
Now that we are here, we might as well make the best of it.
With this in mind, Zhao Hao once again carefully looked at Miss Yingying who was standing so close to him.
I have to say, she is really beautiful, and her expression is somewhat similar to Princess Li Ge.
But the difference is that this Yingying girl has obviously more of a morbid beauty, like a weak willow swaying in the wind.
This adds a lot of points.
He is not a person who pursues some morbid beauty, but this kind of cultural influence is deeply rooted in his bones.
The last time I saw a woman with this kind of temperament was when Jiang Wan'er was sick.
But it’s still different.
Even though Jiang Wan'er was sick, she still showed tenacious vitality.
She is still a queen at heart.
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