"Okay, I'll wipe it." Yan Zhantian looked helpless and doting, happily helping Jiang You wipe his face clean.
Jiang was tired, but her innate vigilance would not disappear. She felt Yan Zhantian taking off her clothes.
Jiang closed his eyes again and raised his eyebrows. Could it be that this guy had evil intentions and wanted to take advantage of others' danger?
She was ready to slap her, but Yan Zhantian tucked her into the quilt and left.
Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Jiang opened his eyes lazily. He originally planned to tell him to let him sleep together in the room. They always live in separate rooms. The impact will not be good if it spreads, and it can easily cause people's hearts to turmoil.
Groundless speculation.
However, he left too simply, and Jiang didn't speak.
After Yan Zhantian returned to the study, he finally had time to ask the substitute what happened during this period.
The substitute did not dare to hide anything, so he explained everything in detail, and then vomited his bitterness. The ancestor was too persistent and had to instill in him the idea of spreading the branches and passing on the incense every day.
He wanted to, but would he dare? If the prince knew that he approached the princess on his own initiative, he would probably kill him.
Although he begged the princess not to tell the prince about what they had talked about, as a loyal subordinate, he still risked being punished and told the story about what he had talked to the princess.
"The princess knows that you are a substitute, and may tease you. As long as you don't take the initiative to find the princess, you can forgive me." Yan Zhantian knew that Jiang You had a bad temper, and he was at a loss when he thought about the substitute being made to run around by her.
, actually still want to laugh a little bit.
Thinking of the hopes of my ancestors again, my brows wrinkled slightly, and my branches spread out?
I don't know if Qingqing's body can give birth to an heir. She is a resurrected corpse. Too much yin energy may hinder her lifespan.
However, Qingqing doesn't want to get close to me. She hasn't even completed the wedding yet, and she still dreams of having children.
There was a hint of bitterness at the corner of Yan Zhantian's mouth.
When will Qingqing fall in love with me? I don’t know if it is useful to pray to God or Buddha. I hope Qingqing will fall in love with me soon.
Yan Zhantian was thinking wildly and spent another night in the study.
Soon, the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived. Prince Zhan's Mansion had received the invitation letter half a month in advance. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Zhantian was supposed to take his family to the palace banquet. His ancestors were not very healthy and needed to stay in bed to recuperate.
go.
There were no men in the families of these aunts, so their relationship with Yan Zhantian was at a different level, and they were not suitable for family members. In the end, only Yan Zhantian and Jiang You went to the palace banquet.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the carriage of Prince Zhan's Mansion stopped outside the palace gate.
Yan Zhantian was wearing a ghost face, with a handsome figure and a dashing figure. He jumped out of the carriage with a smooth and casual movement, and then stretched out his hand towards the carriage, holding a bright and beautiful woman.
After getting out of the car, for a moment, this fierce king of war suddenly became a little gentler.
The man is tall and the woman is petite, walking side by side on the long palace road, their auras blend into each other and they are extremely harmonious.
Sure enough, once a man gets married, he will become a different person. Look at this man, hasn't he also transformed from a steel body to a soft body?
When the surrounding ministers saw the King of War, they took their family members to get out of the way. When they were far away, they sighed in a low voice.
Although it was rumored that the War King was disfigured and his face under the mask looked like a yaksha, seeing his considerate care for the princess, his slender and tall figure, and his strong arms still made many girls blush.
"That's the King of War. As expected, the rumors can't be trusted. With three heads and six arms, Shura is clearly...clearly a handsome man when he's alive."
"Looking at the appearance of the King of War, his appearance must be the same, but it is really a pity that his face has been disfigured."
"I heard that Princess Zhan's mother-in-law offended Long Yan and the whole family was thrown into jail. Princess Zhan was so calm. Seeing that she was neither arrogant nor impetuous, with a glowing face, those who didn't know thought she was an enemy."
"Don't talk nonsense. This is not like at home. Be careful that trouble comes from your mouth!"
Jiang You: Beauty, you are right, you are really an enemy of those who copied it.
Jiang You's ears were so good that she heard all the discussions and sarcastic words behind her.
The sleeves were hanging down. Yan Zhantian, covered by the wide sleeves, held Jiang You's hand: "Don't listen to these people's harsh words. They are just jealous of your good life."