"I..." Lan Jieyu stuttered a bit, unable to answer this non-question.
"Jieyu." He called her name again, slowly stretched out his arm, and pulled her into his arms.
Lan Jieyu was dumbfounded, letting him gently hold her slender waist, and threw herself into his warm chest.
The night breeze blows gently.
The wind made the tree shadows sway.
Mo Yanche hugged Lan Jieyu in the most secret shadow of the branches.
Five years.
Five years between them.
Five years of fighting openly and secretly, with both enemies and friends.
Finally, I got this moment of embrace.
The feeling of holding her was unfamiliar and intoxicating to Mo Yanche.
The feeling of being held by him was tender and throbbing to Lan Jieyu.
"Jieyu, don't look at strange men anymore, Fang Ziqi, Xiao Lixi... don't look at them anymore, eh?"
The long ending made Lan Jieyu's brows twitch, and he suddenly understood.
She broke away from his arm, pointed her finger directly at the tip of his nose, and said in shock: "Are you jealous?!"
Mo's jealousy refused to admit that he was the spokesperson. He laughed lightly at the moment, "How is that possible? I just think that doing this will damage your identity. After all, you are the Duke of a country..."
"You're just jealous!" Lan Jieyu didn't care if he was trying to explain or hide it. Anyway, she knew that he was jealous!
"Ahem." The Crown Prince, whose disguise was exposed, covered his lips and coughed, and said slowly: "In short, you have to worry about your identity. You don't need to listen to the Queen Mother's words, and you don't need to pay attention to Fang Ziqi. You don't need to care about anything tonight.
…”
"Ouch, you're actually jealous!" Lan Jieyu stared excitedly, her eyes shining as if she had discovered the biggest secret in history.
There is no way, who would have imagined that Mo Yanche, who is as graceful as an immortal, as beautiful as a sketch, extremely smart, elegant and gentle, would be jealous!
Na na na——
I don’t know that when he’s jealous, he’ll be so angry at those bastard words.
Once she knew that he was actually jealous, Lan Jieyu suddenly felt that the scolding just now was not satisfying enough!
Because he is jealous!!
Mo Yanche didn't even say anything to argue. He waved his jade fan, narrowed his black eyes, and admitted openly, "Yes, I'm jealous, can't I?"
"Jealous..." Lan Jieyu looked at his "His Royal Highness is just jealous" expression and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha - no way - you, you are actually jealous - you - the Crown Prince
——Hahaha——The most outstanding and intelligent prince in Tianche’s history——Haha——”
"Lan, Jie, Yu!" Mo Yanche's expression turned ugly after being laughed at. Before today, let alone outsiders, even he himself didn't know that he would have such a side.
They are all queens!
She did it so obviously just to annoy him and see him lose his cool and become furious!
What's abominable is that he fell into the trap so easily - falling into the trap even though he knew it was all his mother's fault.
At the end of the day, Jie Yu actually made fun of her.
It's... it's really unbearable!
"Haha-hahaha-Tianche's crown prince-he doesn't like the fireworks of the world, and yet-ahem-he is so jealous and so angry-haha-"
Mo Yanche raised his eyebrows and looked at Lan Jieyu who was smiling more and more. He felt that if she continued to laugh like this, he might "kill someone and silence her".
Destroy...
Silence?
His clear long eyes glanced at the small mouth that could spit out countless poisonous words, and he narrowed his eyes in vain.