The things were also delivered, the hairpin was also worn, Zhan Jingyan glanced at the wall clock on the wall - 2:31, it was time to sleep. Glancing at the one that was full of energy, he simply didn't ask her opinion, and directly carried her back to his room, threw her on the bed, and turned to leave.

Zhang Ruo wished for the back of the prince who was gradually moving away, his eyes were a little deeper, and he couldn't help but speak again. The next moment, Zhan Jingyan seemed to remember something, and his steps forward paused leisurely.

Jing Ming is a junior this year, and he usually lives on campus as if nothing happened. He wanted to spend the night in his brother's room, after all, men and women were in the same room, which was inconvenient.

But after thinking about it, if he walked out of Ah Ming's room early tomorrow morning, it would be a typical place without three hundred taels of silver!

After careful consideration, it is better to settle for one night first. Zhan Jingyan thought about turning off the lights, walked directly to the sofa next to him, rested his head and arms and found a slightly more comfortable position to lie down, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

I secretly prayed that the time would pass quickly, and that tomorrow morning I would quickly throw this awkward troublesome egg out.

Probably because he had been busy for too long and was so sleepy, Zhan Jingyan fell asleep after a while, and the room was filled with the sound of his even and long breathing.

And Zhang Ruoyuan, who had slept early, was willing to lie on the soft bed, and her body brocade was surrounded by the unique crisp breath of His Royal Highness, wrapping her tightly. She quietly stared at the crown prince, who could only see vague outlines in the dark, and couldn't sleep.

Those unusual things that have been deliberately ignored gradually became clear in Zhang Ruoyuan's mind, and the scenes were connected one by one.

His Royal Highness's cold, repulsive, and alienated attitude, as well as his subconscious hidden instincts, and his reluctance to introduce her to the queen mother in a dignified manner, were enough to make Zhang Ruoyuan sure that her conjecture that day was correct.

She has not yet married the crown prince, and so far, the two have not even made a relationship!

The current highness should live in the same way as the rivers and grandmothers, two thousand years later. He was still the crown prince, but he didn't have the ancient past of the two of them.

Therefore, he is the most trustworthy reliance on her in this life. However, to him, she was just an innocuous passer-by of the three thousand floating worlds.

I guess that's right......

Thinking of Fang Cai's own series of stupid behaviors, the corners of Zhang Ruoyuan's mouth slowly overflowed with a wry smile. Her words and deeds are love/fun between husband and wife, what if they are placed on two strangers who have never known each other?

At this moment in his heart, she should have been branded as shameless, stalking, and vain.

What can be done to erase these shady impressions? Explain to him that she is his wife more than 2,000 years ago?

At this moment, Zhang Ruoyuan was all about how to regain the prince's favor, and she never had the slightest idea that if she annoyed him, then she just didn't have to marry him again, anyway, she had to think of it at the beginning.

There is no supremacy of imperial power here, and even if the decree is not obeyed, it will not be connected to the nine clans.

But more than ten years of edification have gradually made the concept of "from the beginning to the end" deeply rooted in her blood and bones. After more than three years of getting along day and night, his meticulous care for her and his love for her have infiltrated her life bit by bit and become an inseparable habit.

She doesn't want to share even the slightest favor with others, how can she give up her husband to other women?

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Zhan Jingyan's biological clock has always been very punctual, getting up at 5:30, running for half an hour, gym for half an hour, then washing up and eating, and going to work.

Even if he slept late, the long-term daily routine could not be broken in a day or two, and when Zhan Jingyan woke up at 5:24, he ordered Zhang Lu to drive the car to the side door while putting on his morning running clothes.

Looking at the big bed not far away, he saw Zhang Ruoyuan looking straight at him with his eyes, as if he was in a daze. He got up and walked over and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go, I'll send you back. ”

Unexpectedly, this little trouble didn't make so many strange requests, and the whole person was a little quiet. Until the end, Zhan Jingyan opened the car door and asked Zhang Lu to send her back, and Zhang Ruoyuan did not express any protest and dissatisfaction.

She seemed to be completely separated from the delicate state of the little bird, as if she had changed into a different person. An is quiet and silent, without the slightest aggression at all, well-behaved and sensible.

Although Zhan Jingyan felt strange, he didn't have the heart to delve into it. A woman's heart is a thousand-year-old precept. As long as it doesn't affect his normal life, whether she wants to indulge or her true nature has nothing to do with him, and he won't interfere too much.

In fact, Zhang Ruoyuan hadn't slept all night, his eyes hadn't closed, and he had been thinking about a question.

Whether His Highness remembers her or not, he is her husband, her king, and her reliance for the rest of her life. There was no way she would allow another woman to take her place and spend her life with her.

In this case, she can no longer blindly gag like the early morning, and sell cuteness and coquettishness. She needs to eat away at the barrier and resistance in his heart step by step, so that he has to be her in this life.

And the first thing to do is to advance and retreat appropriately, and Zhang Chi has a degree.

As we all know, when a man is willing to spoil a woman, even if she asks for the stars in the sky, he will find it really cute. If you really have a disgust, even if a woman pays a qiē for him, she feels unbearable.

When can you get Longwangshu, and when must you abide by your duty and not trespass an inch, this is a science.

From the moment she stepped into the steps of the East Palace, she was always thinking about His Royal Highness's joyful preferences, in addition to serving the prince meticulously in food, clothing, housing and transportation, she also paid close attention to national affairs and world affairs. Since ancient times, women have not been involved in politics, but as the wife of the prince, if they can't understand the most basic situation, how can they match the prince?

Between husband and wife, one has the world in mind, and the other is limited to harem intrigue. In the long run, the final result will inevitably be not speculative, and it will gradually drift away.

Zhang Ruoyuan thought deeply about this, and boasted that His Highness's temperament had mastered seven or eight points.

She has always thought that His Royal Highness is the most impatient with women who are sad and crying, and she doesn't like girls who are bold and throw themselves into their arms. He has a unique vision, mood, and unfathomable, but he is not.

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Lu drank a few more glasses, she might not know for the rest of her life: in fact, the prince has no specific likes and dislikes, as long as he sees it, he is willing to indulge a few points. And she was the only woman who broke into his sight.

Since then, she has suddenly come to her senses. I thought that every step of the way was just a gift from His Highness. He spoiled her, pitied her, loved her, and was willing to give her unique decency and honor, not because of her exquisite heart.

Just because, he looks pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Ruoyuan never realized more clearly than that moment that the rise and fall of her life was all tied to his thoughts.

Before she found out what the prince really thought in her heart, she didn't plan to act rashly, but now she should go home first and think about how to deal with her grandfather and grandmother.

Zhang Ruo was willing to take off the white hosta on the bun, put it in the palm of her hand, open the car window, and let the wind blowing outside dissipate the irritability in her heart-