Jiang Sleeve Bead was entangled with Han Jae until he was exhausted, and then fell asleep in his arms.

In the second half of the night, Han Jae felt the soft delicate body in his arms suddenly tremble, he opened his eyes, stared at her for a moment, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat drops on her forehead.

As soon as her fingertips touched her, she opened her eyes in fright.

The two looked at each other, Jiang Sleevezhu's eyes were full of panic, fear and hatred, and his pale lips trembled slightly.

Han Jae asked in a low voice, "Have a nightmare?"

Hearing the word "nightmare", Jiang Sleeve Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his eyelids, and let out a subtle "um", then pushed him away and turned around to get off the bed, walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea, and slowly sipped it.

Han Jae sat up, looked at her back, and after a moment, asked in a deep voice, "What did you dream about?"

Hearing this, Jiang Sleeve Zhu held the hand of the tea cup for a moment, his eyelashes fluttered lightly like butterfly wings, he was silent for a moment, turned his body to him, and opened his mouth aggrievedly.

"I dreamed that on the day of the former emperor's funeral, there was a person wearing a demon mask who exposed my personal relationship with you in public, Lu Xinggong took the opportunity to escort me into the coffin of the former emperor, Lu Guifei and Lu Guogong led people to throw stones into the coffin, I was smashed on the head and bled out, I wanted to dodge, but when I turned around, I confronted the emperor, he was obviously dead, but those eyes were wide open......

When he said the last sentence, Jiang Sleevezhu's eyes dodged, revealing fear.

Han Jae bent one leg, put his hand on it, looked at her coldly for a while, and suddenly got off the ground and walked towards her step by step.

"Then what kind of role does this king play in your dream? Watching from the sidelines, or falling into the trap?"

After stopping in front of her, he questioned in a deep voice with a heavy coercion.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was stunned.

Han Zai looked down at her, his bony fingers propped up her chin, and his eyes were mocking, "Jiang Sleeve Zhu, although you beg this king, your mouth is full of sweet words, but you have never believed this king in your heart, right?"

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at him, and his autumn-like eyes blinked. He was right, it was true, but she couldn't admit it.

Thinking like this, a light smile appeared on her face and pretended to be relaxed, "It's just a nightmare, it's good to say it, and now that I've put it down, why is the prince so careful?"

Facing Jiang Sleeve Zhu's back-to-back rake, Han Zai's eyes gradually became cold as he watched her, and the tip of his tongue smiled against the molars, "Since you put it down, let's go out, this king is going to bed."

Jiang Sleeve Zhu's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he was aggrieved, "Is the prince driving me away?"

Han Jae looked at her with no warmth.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu pursed her lips, although she didn't understand where she had provoked Han Zai again, but instinctively didn't want to stiffen with him, and wanted to step forward and hug him, but Han Zai took the first step and said, "Are you going by yourself, or is this king asking someone to throw you out?"

Jiang Sleeve Zhu saw the cold color in his eyes clearly, so he had to put on his robe and leave first.

Han Jae watched her leave, and after a long time, he withdrew his gaze and went back to the bed to lie down.

Such a hypocritical woman, he was obviously the most disgusted in the past, but every time she posted it, he couldn't help but compromise.

Now she is more and more ignorant.

When the sky was about to dawn, Han Jae fell asleep.

Jiang Sleeve Bead was arranged by Fuyun in the East Cross Courtyard.

Lying on the unfamiliar bed, she reviewed the dispute between the two last night over and over again, until it was dawn, and she didn't understand why Han Jae was angry with her.

must have realized that the role he played in her dream was just a villain who was wise enough to protect himself and see the wind and steer, and he couldn't hold his face. Anyway, she will pay attention to it in the future.

On the same day, Jiang Sleeve Zhu deliberately stewed another cup of tonic soup, but Han Jae never came back until the end of the day.

Fuyun secretly glanced at Jiang Sleeve Zhu and persuaded, "The prince may not come back, or the girl will sleep first."

Jiang Sleeve Zhu didn't want to waste the night's time, she looked at Fuyun, "Wait."

When it was ugly, Han Jae finally returned.

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When the window saw it, he immediately got up and walked out.

She changed into a new dress today, which was cut from smoky purple streamer yarn, which made the whole person pretty and charming.

Han Jae saw her rushing out of the East Cross Courtyard, and his eyes lingered on her for a while before leaving.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu didn't miss Han Zai's eyes, she followed him into the main room, and whispered tentatively, "Why did the prince come back so late tonight?"

Han Jae turned around suddenly, Jiang Sleeve Bead accidentally hit his chest, snorted softly, the tip of his nose was slightly red, and he looked at him with teary eyes.

If it had been before, Han Jae would have grabbed her waist and pecked her lips and laughed at her carelessly.

But the events of last night are still vivid, and he doesn't have any evil thoughts about him now.

He pulled his lower lip and said to her, "If you wait so late and chase in just to recommend yourself for a pillow seat, please go back, this king is not interested today."

A touch of unwillingness flashed in Jiang Sleeve's eyes, "I already know that I was wrong, Lord Wang......

"Qin Zhe!" Han Zai didn't wait for her to finish, she called outside, and the next moment, Qin Zhen walked in from outside and made a gesture of invitation to Jiang Sleeve Zhu, "Something happened in the palace today, the prince is a little tired, you can go back first!"

Jiang Sleeve Zhu bit his lower lip hard, stared at Han Zai aggrievedly, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and he hesitated for a moment before leaving.

After she left, Han Zai closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows hard.

Qin Zhen saw that his master was really tired and planned to retreat.

As soon as he took two steps, Han Zai seemed to remember something and asked, "How is the medicine boy next to Doctor Huang checking out?"

Qin Zhe: "That little medicine boy fled from Hezhou seven years ago to Shangjing, he was hungry at the time, and it was winter, and he almost died in the snow, but fortunately he was rescued by Yuan's staff...... However, there is no direct evidence that he was instructed to steal the kit."

"Then keep looking."

"Yes!"

After Qin Zhen retreated, Han Zai took a brief bath and went to bed to rest.

In the middle of the night, he felt that the quilt on his body was suddenly lifted, and the next moment, a fragrant and soft body milk vine wrapped around him.

Han Jae opened his eyes and faced a pair of phoenix eyes like autumn water......

Jiang Sleeve Zhu got what she wanted, and before Han Jae asked her to "get out", she consciously got off the ground, put on her clothes and left.

After she left, Han Zai stared at the pearl on the top of the tent for a long time before closing his eyes and sighing softly.

A few days later, ginger sleeve beads were concocted in the same way.

Han Jae gradually got used to her coming in the middle of the night and going in the morning.

On this day, Jiang Sleeve Zhu was about to leave, when Han Zai suddenly grabbed her arm and said in a low voice, "Lu Xinggong is dead."

Jiang Sleeve stood beside the bed, his expression paused for a moment, and asked, "How did you die?"

"As soon as I arrived at the Lingnan border, I was poisoned, and after a few days in a coma, the doctor tried his best to treat him, but he still couldn't save him." After a pause, he added, "I think Lu Guogong will definitely remember this matter on your head, and it is estimated that it will not be long before he will start to deal with you."