Chapter 3 His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is next door
When Wang heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "I knew that Yan'er was a sensible person when she was young, and you can rest assured about your dowry, there will definitely be no shortage of you." Yuan Ying, you take good care of Miss, and we will come to Jing'an Temple to marry in three days. ”
Yuan Ying was so angry on the side, how could her young lady marry such a thing!
"Miss......" Yuan Ying was about to cry, but Wei Yan was unusually quiet, and even seemed to be quite satisfied, "Then second aunt, go back and prepare first." Then he leaned against the window, as if he was not going to speak any more.
Although the Wang family smiled on his face, he was extremely unaccustomed to Wei Yan and Wei Songbai, the father and daughter's noble style, and led Wang Liu to leave directly. "Miss, you must not be confused." Yuan Ying knelt down in front of Wei Yan and cried, "You can't marry anyone who marries Wang Liu!" ”
Wei Yan got up and helped Yuan Ying up, looked at Yuan Ying's high swollen cheeks, and said with a trace of distress in her eyes, "Don't worry, you won't marry Wang Liu, and marrying a pig and a dog won't be Wang Liu." ”
It is said that half a month ago, the prince came to Jing'an Temple to recuperate.
The moon was as cool as water, and the most quiet bathhouse in Jing'an Temple was brightly lit, and the minions in the hall poured warm water into the bath and retreated one by one. "Squeak." With a bang, the heavy wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and the tall figure of the man stepped into the moonlight, and when he reached the edge of the pool, he casually ripped open the purple belt around his waist, and his long knobred fingers suddenly stopped when he tore open the placket of his clothes.
"Come out." There was obvious impatience in the man's violent voice.
The light gauze behind the screen moved slightly, and Wei Yan, who was wearing a light cyan skirt, walked out hard.
"The prince forgives the sin, and the courtiers didn't mean to disturb him." Wei Yan didn't dare to look up, maybe it was the prince's innate sense of oppression that made her body tense slightly, and with the help of the faint candlelight in the bathroom, she knelt directly on the ground after seeing the prince's black boots embroidered with brocade clouds, her thin body shrank slightly, and the heating in this bathroom was full of a bit of charm, "The courtiers heard that His Highness came to the temple to recuperate, and the courtiers thought about it, and His Highness probably needs a medicine." ”
After that, he reached out and grabbed the corner of the man's dark clothes, but before she could make a move, a slightly cold palm directly choked her neck!
"Who gave you the guts?" Qi Zhaojin's voice was deep and cold, making people's backs chill.
Wei Yan was forced to look up, and just happened to see his half-open robe, as well as the well-defined texture, "The courage of the courtiers comes from ...... The beauty is seductive. Wei Yan forcibly endured the pain in her neck, raised her slender fingertips and gently touched the smooth lines.
Qi Zhaojin's gaze finally fell on Wei Yan's face, but there was no emotion in his eyes, and in the next second, Wei Yan was thrown directly onto the soft couch, the man's tall body was directly covered, and a big hand poked directly into her clothes.
When the cold big hand with a thin callus directly touched the woman's soft skin, Wei Yan shrank in fear, and sure enough, her reaction caused the man's displeasure.
In the next second, he was thrown directly to the ground.
"Get out!"