If that night of infatuation was just an accident that was quickly forgotten, then he never thought that fate would send her back to him in such a wonderful way.
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At that time, he didn't know which princess she was, whether she was married or not, and she didn't know which king he was, whether he was married or not. It is suitable for her to bury the cinnabar mole in her heart, and he is also the white moonlight of happiness in her dreams.
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When we met again, it was expected that she would be a wife and he would be a husband.
But the little girl next to her who looked exactly like him told him that everything was clearly not what he thought.
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Years later, he was on a mission as a prince from another country and met her again on the palace avenue.
His eyes were sharp, he put aside his shock and joy and nodded: "I, the king, will make peace with you."
She squinted at him, her narrow and cold eyes gradually showed interest, and for a moment she curled up her lips and smiled, "My palace is in full bloom at night, welcome to the prince."
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