After leaving the audience with endless reveries, Jiang stopped pretending.
"You make the floor." Jiang got up from Yan Zhantian again and pointed at the ground, like a ruthless scumbag who would throw away after using it.
Yan Zhantian's hair crown fell off when he was pushed, and his hair was scattered on the wedding quilt. He looked at Jiang You in confusion. A clear fingerprint of a slap appeared on the left side of his rosy face, which showed that Jiang You
It was not easy just now.
Yan Zhantian was confused by Jiang You's capriciousness. She had taken the initiative to kiss him before. Why did she slap him now and not allow him to go to bed?
Are only state officials allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps?
Yan Zhantian gradually came back to his senses and felt that he had been tricked. He couldn't help laughing out loud: "Jiang Xue'er, you are so brave!"
Does she know who he is? No one has ever dared to fool him like this! On their wedding night, they let him sleep on the floor like a king. If word spread, the world would laugh.
"Jiang Xue'er?" Jiang read the name again, suddenly his face darkened, and he kicked Yan Zhantian out of bed, "I am not Jiang Xue'er."
Jiang You's strength exceeded Yan Zhantian's imagination. Yan Zhantian was kicked in the stomach and suffered a dull pain. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.
"Aren't you the King of War?" Jiang You was dressed in a gorgeous wedding dress, with a dignified manner. He flicked his sleeves and lowered his eyes, with a look that was a bit arrogant of a superior, "I think the Jiang family must have done something, and you can easily do it."
Find out the truth.”
Yan Zhantian felt that he had not only married a wife, but also invited an ancestor back.
Look at this tone and demeanor, where is the consciousness of being a wife?
She also said that she is not Jiang Xueer. If she is not Jiang Xueer, then who is she? Where did Jiang Xueer go?
Yan Zhantian couldn't understand, thinking that she was unwilling to marry him and deliberately embarrassed him.
With his self-esteem, he would naturally not force a weak woman and quickly left the wedding room in anger.
The servants outside the door were startled when they saw Yan Zhantian going out.
"Your Majesty, where are you going?"
"Your Majesty, today is your wedding night, how can you leave your new room..."
"Is it your turn to comment on my actions?" Yan Zhantian was furious and didn't want to listen to anyone's lectures. He used his murderous eyes to frighten the talkative people and went straight to the study.
After entering the study, he waved and a man in black appeared like a ghost.
"Prince?" The man in black said, as if he was wondering why the prince was not in the bridal chamber on the wedding night, but appeared in the study instead. Could it be that... the prince is not good at it?
"Go and check the Jiang family." Yan Zhantian was furious. Although he thought it was just her excuse, he couldn't help but get interested and asked someone to check what was wrong with it.
"Your Majesty, is there something wrong with the Jiang family?" Yan Shiqi, a man in black, asked, making a "click" gesture on his neck.
Yan Shiqi is a retainer of the Yan family. He grew up with Yan Zhantian and has been with him through life and death. He is a subordinate but more like a friend. There has been a tacit understanding between the two.
"This marriage..." Yan Zhantian hesitated a little. He was not sure of Jiang You's thoughts and did not dare to give random orders. "Go and check whether Miss Jiang's heart belongs to you."
Yan Shiqi was dumbfounded for a moment: "...How to check this?"
Apart from the person involved, how do outsiders know whether she has a crush on her?
Why does the prince want to check this?
"The princess won't let you enter the house?" Yan Shiqi is a few years older than Yan Zhantian. They got married last year. He knows much more about the affairs of the house and women's thoughts than Yan Zhantian. He got to the point in one sentence.
Yan Zhantian became angry with embarrassment, grabbed a brush, threw it at Yan Qiqi, and growled: "Go quickly!"
"Yes." The words were scattered in the empty room.
Yan Shiqi disappeared from the study in the blink of an eye, and on the way to the Jiang Mansion, he couldn't help but think that men who are not satisfied with their desires are really scary.