Chapter 55: The Powerful Photographer and the Weak Substitute Daughter 17

Xi Chenmu stared into her troubled eyes, leaned closer, chose his words carefully, and said seriously:

"I have met many people, but you are the only one I have a special feeling for. I can't sleep all night because of you, and I feel happy and angry because of you."

"When I see you smile, I feel happy. When I see you sad, I feel uncomfortable."

"Is this like... or love?"

"I have never been loved before, so I don't know how to love."

"You are special, the only one."

"I am willing to try to love you."

His palm slowly stroked her hair, and as he spoke, his fingertips gently brushed across her ear, like a spring breeze blowing through and settling into her heart.

No one loves him, which is very sad.

Lin Muqing naturally thought of his experiences from childhood to adulthood. His father did not like him, and his mother had been blaming him since he was a child until she died of depression ten years ago.

"My Lord, love is a bond and happiness. If you feel happy and blessed with me, that is love."

Lin Muqing held his arm with one hand and stood up. When he looked up, Xi Chenmu had already lowered his head as usual, and the warmth from his thin lips eroded his reason.

Xi Chenmu held it in his mouth and they separated soon after, his eyes glued to her face.

Lin Muqing: "I can't help it, yes."

His heart was moved, and as she spoke, his heart beat faster.

Lin Muqing: "But my words are not taken seriously, and the prince is in a high position of power and status..."

Xi Chenmu raised his hand to cover her lips and interrupted her.

"I don't mind. The world can't do anything to me. They haven't seen you before. You don't have to worry about others discovering your past identity. The people you should be afraid of are the Lin family."

"But I have to be honest with you. If you stay with me, you will never have children in your life."

If there is a companion, it seems nice to have her.

More than good, the joy in his heart reached an unprecedented level.

Xi Chenmu lifted her rosy little face with his fingertips, but he did not see any strange emotions in her eyes, but rather a happy emotion.

"It's enough for me to have the prince by my side. It's okay if I don't have children."

Her words made him feel better.

"Don't take no for an answer."

He held her face gently in his big hands, and imitated what she had done just now, kissing her lips carefully and carefully.

Lin Muqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, her red lips slightly opened, and she hooked her arms around him in response.

"No, I agree to be your princess."

Her voice was as sweet as honey, and she smiled sweetly, revealing a sense of determination.

Xi Chenmu rested his forehead against hers. She was happy, and he felt happy too.

She thinks marrying this king is a happy thing, and that's enough.

"Wait for the king to make arrangements."

"Well, I believe in you, Lord."

…

At dinner, Lin Muqing ate a lot as she had been hungry for most of the day. The dishes prepared in the kitchen tasted similar to hers.

"You don't have to cook for me anymore in the future, Qing'er can concentrate on learning to write." Even though Xi Chenmu loved the food she cooked more.

But I want her to be better because she is obviously more relaxed and happy when writing than when cooking.

"How about making dinner in one day, because the prince likes it."

Xi Chenmu smiled slightly. Her eyes were full of me. She must love me very much.

"It's fine as long as Qing'er thinks it's good."

"Your Highness, can I go out to the street later?" Lin Muqing picked up a piece of fried fish and put it into the bowl of the man opposite her, looking at him expectantly.

Xi Chenmu picked up the fish and ate it. "Well, which street do you want to go to?"

Yun Qin just happened to come in to report something important, and saw Lord Wang and Miss Lin having dinner together. He took a step back and rubbed his eyes.

"My Lord..."

"Just tell me if you have something to say." Xi Chenmu glanced at Yun Qin's shocked expression.

"The Right Prime Minister is outside the study asking for an audience."

You come at a really bad time.