Slender fingers stroked the fragile back of the neck, the man's eyes were gloomy:
"Open your mouth."
Jiang Tang let out a "woo" and clenched the lapel of his clothes in frustration.
Xiao Yinhan acquiesced to his own sinking, and the vague thoughts in his heart suddenly became clear at this moment:
She is his, no one can covet her!
…
A few days later, Xiao Yichen received unexpected news:
His Royal Highness, Prince Rong, has been in a bad mood recently. Please do not visit us unless necessary.
Xiao Yichen's painting hand paused for a moment before he painted the last stroke.
There was a warm smile on his gentle and handsome face: "It seems that Fourth Brother is angry."
The boy next to him subconsciously raised his head: "Master?"
But he just stared at the scroll in front of him quietly. The beauty in the painting had slightly slanted temples and trembling steps. She was wearing a crocodile gauze skirt with wide sleeves. She had a slim and beautiful figure, but... she had no face.
Xiao Yichen slightly curled his fingers to hook the face of the beauty in the painting. The dark eyes seemed to suppress the crazy light, and the gentle voice gave a cold command:
"If you can't take it away, let's destroy it."
"yes."
[The host is so charming, even the male partner falls in love with you!] The system said excitedly to the girl taking a selfie in the mirror.
Jiang Tang raised his head slightly, and the small half of his jade-white neck reflected in the mirror a warm dark red, which were the traces left on her body when someone went crazy.
Facing the excitement of the system, her emotions could not be any lighter:
"Do you think it's possible for a man who loves the heroine so deeply that he wants to sacrifice his life to fall in love with an ordinary little girl?"
【Eh?】
The system is a little confused: [Host, what do you mean?]
Jiang Tang put down the mirror and got a glass of sake for himself. His shiny and thin sleeves slipped down, revealing his arms as white as onions:
"It means that he did this just to clear the way for his beloved heroine. He even risked his own life and used himself as a raft to plant a thorn in the heart of the hero."
Jiang Tang dared to say that if what Xiao Yichen wanted today was not her but a woman like Yun Qing, Xiao Yinhan would send her out without hesitation.
(Yunqing: Are you polite?)
[Should I go? Looking at his thick eyebrows and big eyes, I didn’t expect him to be a good guy, so I felt sorry for him!] The system said angrily.
"It doesn't matter." Jiang Tang gently raised the corners of his lips and showed a charming smile: "If you want to harm me, you have to see if he has the ability."
She, Jiang Tang, is not someone to be trifled with.
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As the New Year approaches, there are more and more banquets in the palace, but instead of relaxing, the hero seems to have more and more work on his body.
He often didn't return to the palace until before the curfew at night, and he didn't know what he was busy with.
"It's very windy and snowy outside, is it cold, Your Majesty?"
As soon as Xiao Yinhan came back, Jiang Tang went up to him and helped him take off the black mink fur cloak he was wearing.
The room was burnt with silver charcoal, making it warm and comfortable.
Jiang Tang held the man's slender hand and breathed gently into it. His big watery eyes were full of heartache:
"Did the prince come back on horseback again? His hands are so cold."
Xiao Yinhan lightly hooked the girl's snow-white chin, with a cold smile in his eyes, and said casually:
"You are a baby who is warm in winter and cool in summer. It should be good to hold you to sleep at night."
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener sounded intentional. Eunuch Liu subconsciously raised his head to see Jiang Tang's reaction.
But I saw the girl serving the prince with a natural expression, changing his clothes, and then bringing him the pure white and translucent soup:
"The temperature is just right, please give it a try, Your Majesty."
Her beautiful eyes were smiling, fresh and sweet, and she didn't seem to have the slightest reaction to the man's words.
