Qingqing, She Is Soft and Sweet

The main text is finished, the extras are loading... On the first day when Ling Jin read the report from the East Palace as the crown prince's companion, His Highness the Prince who came to greet him stuffed a baby doll into her. The baby doll was exquisitely carved, petite and cute. She bit her fingers and blinked at him, and her words were a bit milky. "Brother, give me a hug~" Ling Jin looked at her arms silently and took back the baby she was about to give back to the prince, unwilling to return it. Small theater: One day, a certain doll grew up. "My husband is the most beautiful in the world!" Ling Jin: It seems that everyone in the world thinks that I am good-looking. "My husband must be the most talented in the world!" Ling Jin: It seems that the prince doesn't have any talent of his own. "Only a man with such beauty and talent can be my husband!" Ling Jin: "Yes, I know, I will marry you now." (After all, whoever raised it belongs to him!) Reading guide: ①Slow heat! Slow heat! Slow heat! Develop an emotionless line in the early doll stage! ② Overhead, especially empty Column advance collection of articles, the same type of childhood sweetheart article (the heroine is the daughter of the heroine of "Qing Qing She is So Soft and Sweet") Please accept it~ "A green plum climbs the wall" People in the capital had spread that there was an heir apparent in the British palace who was always in bed. It was difficult for him to get out of bed, let alone go out. But in fact, only Xiao Qingmei Ling Chuchu, who was separated from him by a wall, knew that none of the rumors spread outside were true. In fact, the prince's health could not be better... Theater: One day, Ling Chuchu was lying on the wall, looking at the heroic figure of the young man dancing the sword in the yard next door, and secretly blushed. "People outside say that you are too sick to get out of bed. Are you telling the truth?" As soon as he said these words, the young man put away his sword, looked up at the little girl lying on the wall, and smiled. "Whether I am seriously ill, doesn't Chu Chu know best?" Column preview article "Call Qing Qing" (please note that it is "Qing Qing" not "" T_T), please collect it~ Copywriting: Once he traveled through time, Nian Xia felt a little headache as he listened to the crying little girl next to him announcing his name. It's okay to travel through time, who would be better to dress up as? It just happened that she became the Fucha family with a bumpy fate, and she married Emperor Qianlong, who had the most vulgar aesthetics in the history of the Qing Dynasty and loved to stamp his stamp everywhere... But later, when the apricot blossoms began to rain and the young man in tooth-white robes came on horseback, Nian Xia realized that he had thought wrong. How is he vulgar? It should be elegant. "Everyone in the Sixth Palace is empty, but Qingqing is my sweetheart." Small theater: Nian Xia knew that Hongli's aesthetic customs in history were terrible, and he also knew that he liked to put his private seal on all the books, calligraphy and paintings he liked. But the two have known each other since childhood, not to mention his vulgarity, even his private seal, Nian Xia has never seen him a few times. Until their wedding day, red silk was everywhere. She was led all the way into the new house. She raised her hijab and looked at the "colorful" porcelain bottles in the house... "Fourth Master doesn't want to explain what's going on?" On their wedding night, Nian Xia pointed to the porcelain vase in the room with her left hand, and with her right hand pointed to the small embroidery on the cuffs of her red pajamas that looked like someone's private seal, and sighed helplessly. "I not only want to put my personal seal on your clothes, but also on your heart. Is this vulgar?" Nian Xia blinked and suddenly felt that it would be good to be a little tacky like this? Concept: love between men and women