But Jiang Huaiyang is not a person who lives in an ordinary place.
There are countless people who want to plot against him, and there are also countless people who want to please him. They have sent him sharp knives and beauties. This has given him a lot of knowledge, so he only needs to touch a little.
Know what's in this cup.
It's nice to have wine, but there's also an excessive amount of "coquettishness".
This medicine is very strong, and I don’t know how much the young lady asked the maid to put in it. Even the color of the wine is slightly different from the cup in her hand.
But she was really unjust about this. The reason why her color changed was because Mu Xiang had never done this before, so she felt nervous, and when her hands shook, she became more relaxed. She didn't know much about these, so she did it like this
Sent.
Jiang Huaiyang stared at the glass of wine in his hand, lowering his eyes to collect all his emotions.
He hadn't thought about banishing the ridiculous dream, but he found that the best soothing medicine was the little lady called Lingling in the dream.
He also tried to avoid her, thinking of using her to cure this strange dream, and then drive the person away. At worst, he could send the person away with some gold and silver jewelry, but he realized that what this young lady really needed was not glory and wealth at all.
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He had to admit that the first time he saw her under the banyan tree—perhaps even earlier—he had a desire for her that could not be driven away or cooled down.
He somehow allowed her to get close to him again and again, allowing his desire to burn more and more intensely like the uncontrollable fire in his dream. As a result, neither of them could escape.
He fought his way out of this hellish place alone, with his hands covered in blood. But by chance, such a beautiful girl came into his dream. Her hands held pink and gold hairpins, which she used to care for flowers and plants in her free time.
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She thought she was very good at seducing people, but every time she got a little closer to him, she couldn't help but blush. She looked so innocent and beautiful, as if she was completely different from him, which made him even more attracted to him.
This time I could hardly restrain my desire to ravage her and make her cry.
If you really can’t suppress it——
Jiang Huaiyang took the cup that was in her hand and put it on the tables aside, just like he did in his dream.
If you really can't suppress it, just let it go.
Anyway, this is what she has always hoped for, isn't it? He just wants to give her a position. In this way, he doesn't have to rush to this temple every time he wants to see her.
His eyes were as dark as a deep spring, almost sucking her in, "Isn't it cold? Drink this wine."
Ruan Yuyi's body trembled, knowing that he had discovered it, but she hesitated and did not dare to accept the wine.
She thought about it, but Jiang Huaiyang didn't rush her, and kept holding out his hand as if very patiently. After a while, she took the glass of wine, and the temperature of the wine came from the palm of her hand, and penetrated into every part of her body, and she felt
Feeling warm all over.
She raised her chin slightly, and the wine flowed into her mouth. The spicy taste filled her mouth, and her throat moved, and the wine was swallowed, as if it was going to slit her throat.
She accidentally choked, turned her head and coughed, until her eyes filled with tears.
But despite this, there was still a bottom left in the cup. Jiang Huaiyang's eyes were heavy as he took the porcelain cup from her hand, put it into his mouth, pinched her chin, and poured the wine into it.
She put her hand on his chest, but subconsciously pushed it away. As if she thought of something, she lost her strength and allowed him to move.
After a while, Jiang Huaiyang let her go and chuckled, "Since I promised to drink it, how can I have any leftovers?"
She was slightly panting now, and her lips were slightly opened. They were moist and bright red, like an overripe fruit, inviting those who saw it to pick it.
I don't know if it was because of the wine or the kiss just now, but she suddenly felt uncomfortably hot and uncomfortably hot. She kicked off the quilt completely, and even the cloak on her body felt like it was in the way.
Ruan Yuyi's hand gently rested on the button. Jiang Huaiyang was used to dark clothes, but now when compared with her hand, her hand became even more shining white, and even her fingertips glowed with a pitiful lightness.
pink.
Her hands holding the cloak gradually tightened, and her mind seemed to be blank, almost unable to think.
She only knew that the man in front of her could ask for help. She walked a few steps on the bed, climbed onto his broad shoulders, and said, "Your Highness—" The last part of her voice was dragged out extremely long, trembling slightly.
She was asked to continue speaking, but even after opening and closing her lips several times, nothing came out.
Although he didn't drink much wine, he could feel the effects of the medicine slightly, which showed that the young lady was feeling very uncomfortable at this time. Although the effects of the medicine were almost non-existent, he was not much better.
Hearing her begging him like this, he felt that he had never been a gentleman, let alone that he didn't want her body for nothing. With this in mind, he put his arms around her waist.
There were no curtains in the wing of the temple, but he knew that the young lady's maid would not let anyone in.
Mu Xiang was indeed guarding the door, but she felt a little worried when she heard the noise inside. She knew that after the matter was completed, the prince would help the young lady.
But the young lady has always been squeamish. She can't bear to eat spicy food or suffer. She will turn green even if she is touched by any means. The young lady has just experienced human affairs, and His Highness is so ignorant of mercy. I don't know what will happen in the future.
She kept looking back at the closed door, one after another.
I don't know how long it took for the movement inside to gradually stop, and Ruan Yuyi's crying also became fainter.
Wen Zhi, who was also guarding outside the wing, looked at Mu Xiang with an apology in his eyes, "There's no one else here. There's only one girl at the moment. Why don't you trouble me to fetch some warm water?"
Mu Xiang suddenly understood, and hurriedly prepared warm water, wrung out the handkerchief and hung it on the edge of the basin. She lowered her eyebrows and pushed the door open.
She didn't dare to look up and just put the warm water on the table beside her. Suddenly Jiang Huaiyang's voice came from above her head, "Take good care of your young lady."
She hurriedly leaned over and responded. She raised her eyelids a little and found that the prince had already put on his boots. She must have been fully dressed.
After Jiang Huaiyang left the room, Mu Xiang picked up the kerchief and wiped Ruan Yuyi's body.
Her whole body ached unbearably, and she couldn't tell whether the effect of the medicine had worn off. She was so tired that she fell asleep, but she felt a little more awake when she touched the cold towel.
Because her hair was still wet, a piece of her quilt was also wet. With her hair so wet, she would have a headache in the future, so Mu Xiang brought a dry towel and wrung her long hair dry first.
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The clothes on the other side were almost dry when they arrived, so they waited for her to put them on. Ruan Yuyi could hardly stand firmly, so it took a lot of effort to change her clothes and hold up her hair.
Mu Xiang opened the quilt and saw the mess above. She became even more worried and didn't know how to deal with it.
But in fact, there was no need for her to worry. Wen Zhi went to borrow a maid from the concubine and ordered the maid to wash the quilt and other things.
After Ruan Yuyi finished washing herself briefly and walked out of the room holding Mu Xiang's hand, she found Jiang Huaiyang sitting at the stone table not far away. Seeing her coming out, he also raised his eyes.