Hey, anyway, the prince said, just lift it up. Zhang Qiang raised his head resignedly: "You...you..."
The person in front of him looked so familiar. It was so familiar that his mind was confused, and he still couldn't remember who it was.
"Zhang Qiang, don't you recognize me?" Lin Yanran said in a rough voice as if she was pretending to be Lin Yixuan.
"Lin... Mr. Lin?" This voice was so familiar, how could he forget that it was Lin Yixuan's voice. Could it be that he was pretending to be a woman now? Not only did he change his clothes into a woman's, but his voice was soft and beautiful, and he looked exactly like a woman.
Voice, this Lin Yixuan is so amazing, she can actually imitate her voice so well.
Could it be that the prince really has something? And he is afraid that people will find out, so he deliberately asked Lin Yixuan to dress up as a woman to hide from others? This is too ridiculous. Besides, Lin Yixuan is such an arrogant person, how could he give in? Also, where is the real princess?
?Isn’t it possible that he was transferred by them?
The third prince is an upright person, how could he do such a thing? Impossible, absolutely impossible. But how to explain everything now? Zhang Qiang was completely confused and looked at the prince and Lin Yixuan blankly.
"Your Majesty, Miss, we have sorted out the main courtyard, you go and take a look." Yu'er walked around from outside to inside the house, and finally felt that there was nothing wrong, so she came over to tell them.
"Are you really the princess?" Zhang Qiang was surprised and said. When he heard Yu'er call her miss, he realized that the person in front of him was really the princess.
Murong Che and Lin Yanran finally couldn't help laughing, and turned to blame Yu'er: "I wanted to tease him again, but you ruined it."
What the hell is going on? Zhang Qiang followed Murong Che, still confused. Fortunately, although he disdained Lin Yixuan, he never said anything disrespectful to the princess. She probably wouldn't blame him. Thinking of Lin Yixuan's whole life
The way he behaves makes him worried.
Lin Yanran didn't notice Zhang Qiang's appearance, and followed Yu'er happily to see her "new home". The room was very comfortable, and the original bed had been moved to somewhere and replaced with her bed. She
I sat down with a smile and found two pillows on the bed, and I jumped up immediately.
A conspiracy, definitely a conspiracy! Just now I defended Murong Che as a gentleman, but I didn’t expect that his pillow would be here.
"Who asked to put two pillows here?" Yanran grabbed Yu'er who was about to go out and asked.
"Your Majesty? What's wrong?"
A pillow, is there any need to make such a fuss? Yu'er really thinks that her young lady is a weirdo. How can two people sleep on such a small pillow?
"Humph, it is indeed him. Yu'er, go and call the prince in. I have something to say." Lin Yanran snorted angrily, sat back on the bed, stared at the two pillows, and really wanted to throw one out.
Murong Che walked into the room and saw Yan Ran sitting on the bed, pouting, biting her lips, looking sulky. He walked over and asked, "Ran'er, what's wrong?"
"What's going on?" Lin Yanran pointed at the pillow angrily, without even looking at him.
"Pillow, what's wrong?"
Huh, I'm pretending again. I'm not a fool, and I still need you to tell me that this is a pillow. Thinking of this, Lin Yanran simply made it clear: "Why are there two? I said that if I go back to the main courtyard, I will sleep alone.
For one room.”
"You're sleeping alone. I didn't say you'd sleep here. Are you afraid of my concubine sleeping alone? It's okay. I can stay and protect you."
Yep, it's getting more and more confusing as he talks about it. He even calls him my beloved concubine again. When Lin Yanran hears these two words, she has the urge to bite someone's tongue. What's more, listening to his words now, it seems like she is inviting him to live here.
. Murong Che's current appearance is no different from those scoundrels. What's even more annoying is that he still has a sincere and innocent smile on his face.
Lin Yanran deliberately ignored his smile and pointed at the pillow:
"But what's going on with these two pillows? I only have one head, okay? Why do I need two pillows?"
Murong Che chuckled: "I know you have one head, but the problem is that I have another one. Of course, when put together, it becomes two."
Murong Che stopped laughing when he glanced at her with a stunned look in his eyes, fearing that if he continued teasing her, she would suddenly change her mind and never step into the main courtyard again.
"Of course, don't worry. I'm not a prodigal, and I won't do anything to you without your permission. Look, my bed is over there." He pointed to a corner of the spacious room, where a piece of stone stood.
The carved wooden board looks like a decoration.
"Your bed?" Lin Yanran walked over in surprise, took a closer look, and realized that this was really a bed. Until the workmanship was a little different, it looked like a decoration when it was put up.
It's a bed.
She was still worried about how his bed was in her room. She said she was sleeping in a room, not a bed. How could he get a bed in this room?
Murong Che seemed to understand the concern in her eyes and whispered into her ear: "I'm sleeping in the side room outside the bedroom. Be careful of you running away to become a monk. In short, if you don't give up this idea for one day, I will
worried."
Hearing these words, Yanran slumped down on the bed again, and panic suddenly appeared on her face: He wouldn't send someone to monitor her from now on, and she would lose even the slightest bit of freedom.
Suddenly he also sat down, took her in his arms, and let her head bury into his chest. His warm body exuded a man's unique smell, which made her a little obsessed. His embrace made her feel at ease like never before.
I actually forgot to break free.
Suddenly, he turned her head and looked down at him: his voice was low and full of expectation: "Of course, I always have a premonition that you will suddenly leave me one day. Promise me that you will never leave me.
Okay?"
Yanran's cheeks were hot, and she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to meet his eyes. His eyes were like magnets, which made her feel at a loss. The two of them were so close, she could even feel the heat of his breath on her face.
And passed.
It wasn't until Yu'er whispered outside that it was time to have dinner that she shyly escaped from their arms. Fortunately, Yu'er didn't come in, otherwise she would have been so embarrassed. It seems that she must stay away from her in the future.
Today, he has held her in his arms for several days. I don’t know how many times she started to covet the smell of his body.
After dinner with a little embarrassment, Murong Che moved the bed to the side room outside the bedroom honestly. Yanran watched him set it up and returned to the master bedroom. Just as he was about to go to bed, there was a sound from outside, clear and clear.
Confidence: "Ran'er, you can't escape. I won't let you become a monk. No matter what, I won't let you become a monk. You are my woman and my wife. You can't escape even if you run away."
Can't even escape? Damn it! Yanran was so angry that she wanted to curse. Now it seemed like she had become his personal property.