Ruan Yuyi had always been a light sleeper. Now that the bed curtain was lifted and some light came in, she became somewhat conscious, but her body was still uncontrollably heavy.
She originally wanted to turn to one side and continue sleeping, but she inadvertently opened her eyes slightly and suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall figure, shrouding her in shadow.
When she came to her senses, several thoughts flashed through her mind. Her eyelashes trembled, but she still didn't dare to open her eyes.
She had seen an assassin with a knife, and she was really frightened at that time. If the person in front of her was that kind of person, she would not be able to resist. She closed her eyes tightly, just hoping that this person was just a thief, and he would take it.
Once you get the money, leave.
Jiang Huaiyang noticed that her breathing was erratic and laughed to herself. This little lady wanted to pretend, but she didn't want to pretend to be anything like it.
He leaned over and half-knelt on the bed. As he let go of his hand, the bed curtain floated down again, enveloping the two of them in darkness.
She felt that the bed beside her was sinking slightly, and her heart tightened. She secretly clenched the brocade quilt under her hand, but still stubbornly refused to open her eyes and take a look.
He was really angry and funny. He had the guts to seduce Jiang Qi, but now he is so timid. He leaned forward, took her earlobe in his mouth, and whispered, "You can keep your eyes closed if you like."
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A numbness quickly spread from her ears to her limbs, and even her bones seemed to soften. When she heard the sound, she suddenly felt that it would be better to let the thieves steal her property.
Thinking like this, she ignored that the palpitations in her heart had been relieved. She was forced to open her eyes.
The man in front of me has broad shoulders, narrow waist, and thick fingertips. He is obviously a martial artist. However, he has a cold, indifferent face full of bookishness. I wonder if the enemy leader would be attracted by this appearance if he went to the battlefield.
, and despised him.
She opened her mouth and suddenly realized that she knew nothing about him, and now she didn't even know what to call him.
And he found out everything about her, including her place of origin, identity, and maybe everything she had experienced, and he also knew that her ears were very sensitive, and they would turn red at the slightest breath.
The truth of good things is unfair.
Jiang Huaiyang seemed to have read her mind and said, "Why don't you call 'Your Highness'?"
She recalled the ambiguous threat in the letter, feeling a little afraid of him and pursed her lips in silence.
"Actually, if you call her 'Your Highness'," he picked up her hair and wrapped it around his fingertips little by little, "it wouldn't be a mistake."
He had only been on the throne for a few months, and he had been a prince longer than an emperor. The concubine would sometimes be negligent and unable to correct herself.
She turned away and said softly, "Your Highness, you are breaking into the boudoir privately." She originally thought that she had accidentally identified the person, but now that she knew it, she parted ways and pretended that the misunderstanding had never happened.
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But then I thought about it, it seemed more likely to anger him, so I swallowed the words back.
He didn't answer, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "A few days ago, you didn't come to the appointment, but you told me to wait."
Although she wanted to avoid him in her heart, she had another reason to cover it up. "My aunt found out that there was someone outside me and got angry, so she banned me here."
The young lady's lips pursed and the corners of her lips drooped slightly, but seeing this, he could imagine her aggrieved look, "Do you know Jiang Qi?" He knew that she would not have a deeper connection with Jiang Qi, but he still
I asked this on purpose.
In her heart, his eyes could see through people's hearts at a glance. Besides, she was in the wrong about this matter, so she didn't dare to hide it, "I just met him a few times."
Jiang Huaiyang sneered, she was honest. Even though she thought so, she still felt comforted, at least she didn't lie.
He has been in a high position for a long time, and there are many people around him. It is inevitable that there will be people with ulterior motives. He was once stabbed in the back by a trusted subordinate. Just once, it made him think twice.
But the man finally fell into his hands. At that time, while he was drinking the fine tea from the newly-entered palace, he saw the blood pouring from the man's body and his face was ferocious and twisted.
What he hates most is deception. If she really dares to abandon him and find someone else, he will definitely not let her go lightly.
He clung to her ear, calling her small words one after another, and the bell on her ankle tinkled softly as if in response. Her mind was too distracted to think too much.
When she woke up again, Ruan Yuyi turned around and saw that he was sleeping peacefully beside her, with his eyes closed, taking away the chill from the day. His nose was straight, his lips were thin, his face was soft, and he looked no different from an ordinary gentle man.
Very different.
She remembered that he had said yesterday that it was not wrong to call him His Highness. She thought for a moment, but she couldn't figure out which His Highness he was. She unconsciously stretched out her fingertips to touch him.
She was stunned when she saw that he opened his eyes, his eyes clear. She really didn't expect that he would wake up suddenly. She was so frightened that she shrank into the bed.
He took everything in his eyes, and the little lady in front of him was like a frightened rabbit at the moment, looking straight at him with a pair of watery eyes, the tips of her ears were slightly red, and she looked extremely squeamish.
His throat tightened and his expression turned cold, "Did you do this on purpose?" After all, she had used many tricks on him in the past.
But this time she was indeed acting by mistake and had no intention of seducing him. She didn't know why and just shook her head.
He gritted his teeth and was helpless with her appearance, so he pinched her slender waist, causing her to moan softly in pain.
The door to the inner room was suddenly pushed open, and a cool breeze poured in, making the gauze curtains ripple like waves.
"Miss, it's time to freshen up in the morning." It was woody fragrance.
She realized the current situation and her face felt hot. The footsteps got closer and closer, and a figure stood outside the bed curtain. She took a breath and made a silent gesture to him.
He said nothing, but his eyes darkened.
"Miss, are you awake?" Recently, when Mu Xiang calls her, it's usually daylight, leaving enough time for her to get enough sleep.
She didn't dare to lift the bed curtain to check the sky outside, so she asked, "What time is it now?"
Perhaps she had just woken up, and her voice sounded a little light and unsteady, as if it would be scattered by the wind in the next moment.
"It's time to go back to Miss."
"You go out first..." Ruan Yuyi turned around and glared at Jiang Huaiyang, pushed away his big palm that was making trouble on her body, suppressed her breathing, and forced her voice to sound normal, "You go out first, I want to sleep for a while.
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She finished speaking briefly, but no matter how much she said, she couldn't say a single word.
Mu Xiang sensed that something was wrong. Because of the bed curtain, she could only see the shadowy bulge lying on the couch. "Miss, are you feeling unwell?" Her young lady was weak and always easily caught the wind and cold. What followed was:
Headache and brain fever.
Although it was the young lady who felt uncomfortable, the maids also looked distressed.
"What should I do?" He chuckled and whispered in her ear, "Your maidservant is asking you, does Lingling want her back?"
Jiang Huaiyang was sure that she would hold back and keep silent. His hands caressed her slender waist inch by inch. She could even feel his hot breath filling the back of her neck, and she tightened her muscles.
The quilt was clenched with jade-like fingertips until it turned white.
Her eyes were slightly red, but she bit her lower lip stubbornly, refusing to let any sound escape.