Pang Manman herself didn't expect that her hands were so strong that she even tore Jiang Huan's skirt to pieces.
Although there weren't many people at the moment, there were still palace people passing by and the carriage driver inside the palace. If Jiang Huan hadn't moved faster, her innocence would have been damaged.
Jiang Huan's ruthless eyes were tearing at Pang Manman's flesh, and he wanted to cut off every layer of her skin before he would stop.
"I'm afraid Miss Pang is not trying to make people laugh." Jiang Huan said coldly. She quickly wrapped her coat around her waist to cover her thighs.
Pang Manman felt guilty, but she would not admit her mistake, and said in a loud voice, "Who asked you, La Jiutian, to wear such a dress? After all, you are the future crown princess, and you have no regard for etiquette, justice and shame!"
Saving her was the biggest mistake I ever made.
Jiang Huan's eyes were so cold that Pang Manman felt a chill running down her spine and felt uncomfortable all over.
Jiang Huan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. When dealing with people he hates, his eyes will show the murderous look in his eyes when he sees his prey.
She saw Pang Manman in the same way.
She held her right hand on the outer wall of the carriage, bent her back slightly, and stared at Pang Manman condescendingly, like a cheetah preparing to hunt.
Seeing this, Pang Manman took two steps back involuntarily, wanting to call her personal maid.
It's just that she left too quickly and the maid never caught up with her. Now that Pang Manman was alone and helpless, she had nowhere to escape.
"Pang Manman, you claim to be a noble lady and a well-educated family. How come that such a large prime minister's office has never taught you the so-called rules and etiquette, and you want me to teach you today?" Jiang Huan said word for word.
Clearly, with that solemn look in his eyes, Pang Manman swallowed his saliva repeatedly, feeling unreasonable fear in his heart.
She thought of the slaps she received when she was in Jiang Country, and also thought of the unbearable itching feeling on her wounds when she applied Jiang Huan's ointment.
The woman in front of her looks weak, but she is actually the daughter of Yama from the Eighteenth Road of Underworld.
But Pang Manman was Pang Manman after all. Even if she was afraid, she still wanted to show off her strength.
She looked back stubbornly, but her eyes were somewhat evasive and flinching, and she seemed to have no confidence whatsoever.
"I am the legitimate daughter of the prime minister, why should you be so talkative?" Pang Manman retorted with lack of confidence.
It's just that in Jiang Huan's eyes, she is just like a piece of fish on a felt board and is not worth mentioning at all.
Jiang Huan took out a small jade bottle from her arms, and saw it raised into the air. The wind carried the powder and blew it towards Pang Manman.
It's just that the powder is not heavy, not even the smoke.
Pang Manman only looked at Jiang Huan who seemed to have sprinkled something, but she did not smell a strange smell or see anything strange. She only kept sniffing her sleeves, feeling extremely confused and frightened.
She had already seen Jiang Huan's poisonous methods when she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she didn't know what she was spilling right now. For a moment, she ignored the fear in her heart and had to quickly catch up and ask, "Spray it on me."
What?"
"It's nothing that won't kill you." Jiang Huan put away the jade bottle, then turned around and prepared to go back to the carriage.
At the end, she suddenly thought of something, and said coldly without looking back, "Pang Manman, not everything in this world is your fault. Today I have given you some small lessons. If you make a big mistake in the future,
If you are caught by me, Pang Yan will not be able to protect you."
After that, Jiang Huan entered the carriage and ordered the coachman to whip his whip and drive away.
Only Pang Manman remained where he was, stamping his feet anxiously but to no avail.
"Do you need me to step forward?" Chen Ruyi waited for Jiang Huan to sit firmly before asking in a low voice.
Although he had not looked at what was happening outside just now, he had an idea when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Huan's torn off skirt.
Jiang Huan waved his hand, indicating that he had taken care of it.
Jiang Huan's hand that was smoothing her coat paused. She twitched the corners of her mouth and raised a slight smile in her eyes.
Chen Ruyi is an extremely smart person.
On this twelfth lunar month day, Jiang Huan was not that fond of beauty, but she was wearing an inner skirt as thin as a cicada's wings, and she had just deliberately taken off her outer robe when helping Chen Ruyi get into the carriage, but Pang Manman had no intention of doing so.
It was obvious, but Chen Ruyi was very confused.
"Teach her a little lesson." Jiang Huan smiled slyly and put on her coat again. The damage to the skirt was no longer visible. "I taught her a lesson for no reason. Then Pang Yan must come to me."
It's troublesome. I have a reason, and he has to be angry on his own."
In fact, it can be considered a coincidence. Jiang Huan was trying on this dress today, but she happened to be summoned to the palace urgently, so she had to put on an outer skirt and leave the house in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, Pang Manman bumped into him and asked for trouble.
Chen Ruyi didn't mean to blame Jiang Huan. Instead, she raised the corners of her lips and curved her eyes into a beautiful arc, "You are quite a ghost."
Jiang Huan stuck out her tongue, then leaned her head against the window and looked out from the corner of the slightly raised curtains.
Jiang Huan's memory of the palace has been extremely blurry.
Putting aside the few memories of himself and Chen Ruyi hidden deep in his heart, Jiang Huan could not remember clearly what the palace looked like or the names of the people who lived there.
Now looking at these buildings passing by in front of him, Jiang Huancai felt a sense of familiarity resurface in his heart.
"Chen Ruyi, did you get lost when you lived in the palace when you were a child?" Jiang Huan asked curiously.
She was a road addict when she was a child, and could not remember the road she had walked. She had to walk dozens, or even hundreds of times, before she could figure out the direction.
At that time, she was living in the palace. Facing the palace and the gravel road, which were almost the same, she suffered a lot.
But after all, it was just a memory from childhood. Jiang Huan later returned to Jiang Country. When he got a little older, he knew how to recognize the road and his sense of direction was much better.
I have never had such trouble again.
Chen Ruyi followed Jiang Huan's gaze and looked out, "Occasionally."
Chen Ruyi smiled lightly as if she remembered something, "When I first met you, I lost my way. The palace people were not with me at that time. I looked for the wrong palace, and that's when I met you.
You can't get down from the tree."
"That was the first time I took the wrong path."
Jiang Huan chuckled after hearing this. It seemed that just thinking about what happened that day made her feel funny.
It's just that she never noticed that Chen Ruyi's eyes had already left the scenery outside the window, but fell on her body, tenderly and sentimentally, as if he was looking at a treasure.