After the concubine left, it took a long time before Jiang Huaiyang came.
Normally, Ruan Yuyi would be taking a nap at this moment. She was lying on the stone table waiting until she felt sleepy. Her eyelids were heavy and her head was moving little by little, almost hitting the table.
When she realized that the prince was coming, she stood up.
She was drowsily bowing to people. When she woke up, she couldn't muster any energy, and her whole body was limp.
It was a different scene in Jiang Huaiyang's eyes. She lowered her head, her hair was slightly disheveled, and her fair and slender neck was fully exposed, looking undefended.
While he was fascinated by the white light, his gaze moved up and fell on her empty earlobe.
There is definitely something missing.
"If you are sleepy, what are you doing here?" He turned away his eyes and said coldly, "Have you seen the concubine?"
"Yes," Ruan Yuyi said with a smile, "The queen also praised my mung bean cake for being delicious. Would you like to try it, Your Highness?"
Jiang Huaiyang glanced at the food box casually. It seemed that she still didn't know that she had found the wrong person. She was so worried that she didn't know to inquire carefully.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Ruan Yuyi assumed that he had acquiesced and opened the food box on her own.
Jiang Huaiyang was a little surprised when he saw that half of the pastries inside were missing and half were stacked neatly. In his impression, the concubine always liked salty food, so she rarely ate sweets such as mung bean cakes.
She closed her sleeves with one hand, picked up a piece of pastry with the other, and handed it to his lips. As she moved, the bells on her ankles jingled.
Putting the pastry on his lips and smelling the fragrance of beans, even Jiang Huaiyang's appetite was aroused.
He glanced at the delicate skin at the neckline of the woman in front of him. Looking up, there were small and red lips, and a pair of clear eyes looking straight at him, full of expectation.
Jiang Huaiyang stabilized his disordered breathing, clasped her wrist and pushed her out, "No, I don't like sweets." He never used these things very much. It wasn't really because he hated it, but because others saw him rarely touching him, they naturally thought he was her.
I'm not happy.
Mu Xiang's craftsmanship was always impressive. She held the pastry and thought about it for a moment. Thinking of the situation of the Cheng family, she didn't hesitate, sipped the pastry, and went up to it.
The tips of her ears soon turned red, and soon her cheeks seemed to be burning.
"Your Highness," she said, forgetting to look into the other person's indifferent eyes, "are you still talking?"
His eyes were so deep that he could swallow the life in front of him.
Compared with the woman in the dream who blushed with embarrassment at the slightest provocation, she clearly lived in a red mansion, but she seemed to know a lot about these things. Where did she learn them?
The person in front of him looked coquettish. He admitted that he had never been a gentleman, and he could not remain completely indifferent to the dream before him.
Jiang Huaiyang chuckled lowly, "It's natural."
He added, "Speaking of which, have we seen it somewhere before?" As soon as he said this, he himself felt something was wrong. He had lived in the palace all year round. If he had seen it before, how could he not have the slightest impression of this face.
Ruan Yuyi only had this idea in recent months. She had been in love for a long time before approaching him, so she had no impression of seeing him in her memory. She raised her eyes from wiping her fingertips and was very confused, "What did you say, Your Highness?"
"That's all."
Jiang Huaiyang took out a palm-sized wooden box from his sleeve and opened it, "Since you took the trouble to make the pastries, I naturally have to return the favor."
She put away the handkerchief and took a closer look. It was the pair of gold-embellished East Pearl earrings that she had bought at Linglong Pavilion in the morning. He didn't know why it was such a coincidence that he happened to take out this pair.
Pastries and earrings are not equivalent items. She vaguely felt that this expensive pendant was not exchanged for a few bites of snacks, but something else.
She didn't want to accept it. This was fundamentally different from her purpose. She was not seeking glory in the first place.
To her, it would only be an insult.
"Thank you, Your Highness, but I can't have it," Ruan Yuyi thought for a while and used the same excuse as before, "I don't have ear holes. Please take it back."
The person in front of her laughed briefly, which sounded like she was mocking her for pretending to be aloof and not overestimating her abilities. "There has never been a reason to take back a gift given out since ancient times. In this case, I will give you something else."
yes."
Before Ruan Yuyi understood what these words meant, she was forcefully pulled over by a strong hand, and she fell into a stiff embrace.
He used his forearm to catch her chin and neck, shackling her tightly, pinched her small earlobe, and pressed the needle point on the earring against it.
She was agitated and struggled subconsciously, but she couldn't push Jiang Huaiyang's hand away no matter what. She was like a butterfly struggling in vain.
Until a cold threat came to her ear, and warm breath sprayed on her ear.
"If you move around again, I can't guarantee whether this thing will hit you in the wrong direction." He said in a low voice, word by word, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, "ear bones, face, eyes..."
Ruan Yuyi's movements weakened, and her hands were weakly pressed against his forearms. The earrings that were reflected brightly by the light were long nails. If she insisted on breaking free, the result would be that the butterfly wings would be torn apart.
In the silence, the needle of the earring fell straight down, and was stabbed in the right position with ruthless precision.
She felt a pain in her earlobe and groaned, short and tolerantly.
Jiang Huaiyang picked up the earrings. The pearls were round and white, hanging on the slightly red ears. They contrasted with each other, making the person in front of him extremely delicate, as if he couldn't bear the slightest pain.
It really fits.
He didn't give Ruan Yuyi a long chance to breathe. He pulled her chin and quickly put on the other side.
Feeling that he finally relaxed, she broke away from Jiang Huaiyang's arms. When she turned to look at him again, she shed tears, as if she had been greatly bullied, and she felt aggrieved.
She was in pain so much that the sides of her ears were numb, and she vaguely realized that the aura of the banished immortal was just a covering, and what was wrapped underneath was a darkness she had never been exposed to before.
Now she didn't care whether her son was the son or not, and glared at Jiang Huaiyang hatefully.
It's a pity that the teardrops are hanging there, it doesn't really have any threatening effect, it's more like a look of anger.
"Go back and take care of it yourself. Don't let it heal." He touched her earlobe and whispered, "You can't take it off without my permission."
Although he could never clearly see the face of the person in the dream, he had a feeling that the expression of the person in front of him was very similar to it.
After that, Jiang Huaiyang didn't embarrass her too much. He just let her sit aside while he read the books. He didn't want her to do anything and ignored her.
Ruan Yuyi stayed next to him in a situation she had never imagined. As the pages of the book turned, only the occasional bird chirping rang in his ears, and the rest was quiet.
From time to time, she quietly looked at Jiang Huaiyang. Looking back on the past few days, she found that he was not as romantic or uninhibited as she imagined, but instead showed a kind of calmness, or in other words, depression.
Seeing that he was looking at it seriously, she would carefully ask him what he was looking at.
Jiang Huaiyang was undoubtedly a different person from when he poked someone's earrings before, and he had returned to his usual cold demeanor. He didn't seem to be annoyed by her being around, and would even answer her questions occasionally when he was in a good mood.
It's just that she has never heard of the title of the book the prince mentioned, and it's not like Xianshu.
When she looked away and stared blankly at the little creatures that happened to pass by, Jiang Huaiyang would glance at her from time to time, causing her browsing speed to slow down than usual.
Afterwards, when it got a little darker, he let her go back.
The east wing of Cheng Mansion.
After returning to the yard, Ruan Yuyi was able to treat the ear hole.
After listening to Mu Xiang's account, Mu Ling exclaimed in a low voice, "That hurts so much! I remember when I was a child, my slave's mother took beans and rubbed my slave's ears until they were numb, and then she got the needle." His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince
It’s too silly.”
The things are valuable things, but this way of giving them away——
Ruan Yuyi was in severe pain and could not speak.
Mu Xiang prepared strong wine and a small amount of tea, "At my slave's house, the girls have their ears pierced, and they wipe them with strong wine from time to time, so they heal very quickly."
She carefully took out the earrings for Ruan Yuyi, then dipped the handkerchief in the wine and wiped it gently.
While wiping, I looked at her expression and saw that she was frowning delicately, closing her eyes tightly, and moving more lightly.
"Miss," Mu Xiang said after careful consideration, "I didn't think before that I might not be able to deal with the crown prince's actions today. Otherwise, we should change..."
Ruan Yuyi shook her head vigorously and said in a muffled voice, "My aunt is urging me hard. I'm afraid there won't be much time left. You've also seen the red silk outside. After a few days have passed, and he has forgotten my existence, he will be able to stand firm."
never mind."
"When the time comes," she raised her eyes and looked at Mu Xiang Mu Ling, "we will move out of the house and no longer have to be involved with the Cheng family." She smiled, her eyes bright, as if she had crushed the stars in the sky, and was greedy by the gods.
It seems like all the earth is embedded inside.
Mu Xiang knew that she was still concerned about Cheng Xingqiu's affairs, so she said no more and continued to move, picking two slightly thin tea stems and replacing them for her.