Everyone even forgot that this was acting.

They seemed to really see a proud and elegant noble princess walking towards them with her skirts up through the ages.

[Holy shit, who the hell is this? With such good looks, he's the ceiling of the entertainment industry? ? 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[No, no, I'm going to suffocate! ! 】

【Who the hell is this? I just went crazy! ! 】

[Absolutely, there are such beauties in No. 1 Middle School? Who is the last name? I want to be friends with beautiful women! ! 】

【She is the most perfect princess in my mind! 】

Li Qinian stepped on seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and it was extremely strenuous to walk. The skirts on her body were layered and weighed seven or eight catties.

According to the requirements of the script, she picked a rose with thorns in the garden, and then sat in the yard, staring in a daze day and night.

Finally one day, a gray-haired old man passed by.

The gentleman's salute from the old man: "My dear Princess, what are you waiting for?"

Princess: "I'm looking for my rose."

The old man was puzzled: "Don't you already have a rose in your hand?"

The princess shook her head: "No, this is not my rose."

The old man left suspiciously.

The next day, another farmer who planted crops passed by the princess.

Farmer: "My respected Majesty, would you like to tell me what you are sitting here day and night for?"

Princess: "I'm looking for my rose."

The farmer was also puzzled: "Don't you already have a rose in your hand?"

The princess shook her head: "No, this is not my rose."

The farmer also left with doubts.

third day.

The carriage creaked in the distance, bringing a prince from another country.

The prince walked slowly towards his princess in a white dress.

Prince: "His Royal Highness, can you allow me to sit next to you and rest for a while?"

Princess: "Of course."

Prince: "The pictures you draw are really beautiful."

The princess' eyes lit up: "Thank you."

Everyone noticed the rose in her hand, but no one noticed that there was a picture album beside her.

The two of them just said nothing quietly and watched thirty-three sunsets together.

"My dear princess, I have to go," said the prince.

Princess: "Where are you going?"

Prince: "I have to go back and get rid of the nine hundred and ninety-nine roses in the manor."

The princess was puzzled: "The roses are so beautiful, why should they be eradicated?"

Prince: "Because I have found my own unique rose in the whole world."

The princess was a little depressed, and she didn't know why she was sad, maybe because he was the only person she met who asked about the picture album.

She lowered her head in frustration: "Oh? Where is your rose?"

The prince smiled: "Rose is lowering her head, a little unhappy."

The princess looked up in surprise: "Are you talking about me?"

The prince smiled affectionately and knelt down on one knee:

"Dear Your Royal Highness, would you like to go back to my hometown with me and make a rose that belongs to me and is unique in the world?"

The princess also smiled happily: "I have to bring the album with me."

The prince bowed his head and kissed the back of her hand reverently: "Of course."

At the end of the story, the princess and the prince returned to their hometown together and lived in the Rose Manor without a single rose.

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