Han Jae originally wanted to carry Jiang Sleeve Zhu directly to bed, but when he saw her hair still dripping with water, he suddenly changed his mind again, took the cotton handkerchief from her hand, and helped her twist her hair.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu didn't expect Han Jae to make such a move, she thought he was just coming to urge her.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and after a while, Jiang Sleeve Zhu heard Han Zai say in a low voice, "I don't know how you wiped it, it's been half an hour, and your hair is still dripping." ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu turned his head sideways, looked at her and said, "Li Ruo is doing these things on weekdays. ”

Han Zai's movements froze for a moment, and then he mocked coldly, "When you are in Yangzhou, don't you do it yourself?" ”

Speaking of Yangzhou, Jiang Sleevezhu's expression froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal, "Haven't you heard a word?" It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift. ”

"You always have a lot of crooked reasoning," Han Jae snorted softly.

When the words fell, a dark color flashed in his eyes, and the two of them were now twisting their hair and talking like this, and they fell to a very ordinary couple among the people.

Neither of them was silent.

After drying his hair, Han Jae threw the cotton handkerchief on the table and turned to walk to the bed.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at the rhombic glasses, her eyes were fluttering, she wiped the balm before getting up, she blew out the candles one by one, and walked towards the bed.

On the couch, she thought that Han Jae would hug her into his arms as usual, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't move.

"Is the prince asleep?" She turned to him and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Han Jae was about to answer, but he noticed that Jiang Sleevezhu's hand had reached into the hem of his bedclothes, so he didn't speak.

In the dark, neither of them spoke again, just a tacit kiss.

When the arrow was on the string, Jiang Sleeve Zhu suddenly asked, "How did the prince arrange the affairs in the palace?" ”

Han Jae didn't expect her to talk about it at this time, and she was depressed for a while, "Tomorrow. The king will speak again with you. ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu put his hands against his chest, "I'm going to listen now!" ”

Her tone was resolute, and Han Zai said helplessly, "I will tell you tomorrow that this king will not lie to you." ”

"Do you think I will believe you again?" Jiang Sleeve Zhu sneered.

A drop of hot sweat rolled down Han Jae's forehead and smashed on Jiang Sleeve Zhu's face.

She wiped it off gently, "If the prince says yes, then I have to rest first." ”

"Okay, this king told you that." Han Jae still compromised in the end.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was overjoyed, and the next moment, Han Jae turned over and got off the bed.

A quarter of an hour later, he came out of the clean room, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at Jiang Sleeve Zhu who was leaning on the pillow, "This king has arranged a stand-in for you in the palace, and she will handle this matter for you." ”

"Stand-in?" Jiang Sleeve Zhu raised his eyebrows, "Is it easy to look like me?" ”

"Not bad!"

"And what is she going to do with it? Are the letters he denounced me true or false? ”

"Naturally, it's fake."

Jiang Sleeve Zhu's heart suddenly settled down, since those beliefs were fake, then He's evidence would not stand, not to mention the stand-in at that time, even Xingjun would be able to dismiss Lu Guifei if he came forward!

"Satisfied now?" Han Jae asked, looking at Jiang Sleeve Bead.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu curled her lips and smiled, took the initiative to hug Han Zai's neck, and pecked him on the lips, "The prince made a move, and the concubine was naturally very satisfied." ”

"Settle down!" Han Jae brushed her hand away and motioned for her to lie back.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu blinked his eyes, "Then don't you continue what happened just now?" ”

Han Jae glanced at her coldly, "This is not your heart. ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was close to his arms, his fingers lightly circled his chest, and hummed, "Isn't it that the prince doesn't talk about martial arts in front?" He just treats others in his own way! ”

Han Jae silently pushed her away and lay down on his own.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu has never seen Han Jae like this, not like angry, not like not angry, but like holding back his anger.

She was a little uneasy, tossing and turning, and it was difficult to sleep.

Han Zai was overwhelmed by her, pulled her into his arms, and looked at her eyes coldly, "If you are so restless, you won't be able to run tomorrow morning, this king won't indulge you!" As the words fell, he kissed her the lips.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Sleeve Zhu was sleeping in Zhengxiang, and the whole person was suddenly held up.

She opened her eyes a little confused, Han Zai's cold face magnified in front of her, "Lord Wang" she called out, and subconsciously hugged his waist.

"It's time to get up!" Han Jae said in her ear.

"What time is it?" Jiang sleeve beads pressed against his chest and asked softly.

"Yin Shi."

"When I am in the middle of the day, let me sleep for another half hour, and I will dance the Persian dance for the prince tonight."

Han Zai raised his eyebrows and threatened in a low voice, "Jiang Sleeve Bead, this king counts three times, if you don't get up again, it will be added to fifteen miles tomorrow!" ”

As soon as Han Zai's words fell, Jiang Sleeve opened her eyes suddenly, and she showed a flattering smile, "Please wait a while, I will go wash up immediately." After saying that, he stumbled out of bed and ran towards the clean room.

Han Jae looked at her back, shook his head, got up and walked outside.

When Jiang Sleeve Zhu came out after washing, Han Jae had already got on the horse, she walked towards him, and she was accustomed to stretching out her hand, and Han Jae hugged her with his arm hard, hugging her to his chest.

After running for about two miles, Jiang Sleeve Zhu turned his head sideways and said, "Today's speed seems to be much slower, thank you for your understanding!" ”

Han Jae put his chin on her neck, "In that case, do you want to dance a Persian dance for this king tonight?" ”

"I thought the prince was not uncommon!" Jiang Sleeve Zhu laughed.

When the words fell, she thought that Han Jae would suddenly speed up the punishment of her.

But he didn't, and continued to ride slowly.

Neither of them spoke again, but their bodies were tightly together.

After running for about ten miles, Han Zai's horse stopped, and Jiang Zhizhu consciously jumped off the horse.

Today, she ran six miles before she felt tired, Han Zai didn't say anything, just slowed down and walked quietly in front.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at his back and secretly wondered, he seemed to be surprisingly human today, and he didn't know why.

Thinking like this, her eyes flashed, and she said boldly, "The air is fresh in the morning, and the prince should also be active, why don't you come down and walk with me?" ”

Hearing this, Han Zai glanced back at her.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Han Zai didn't say anything, just when Jiang Sleeve Zhu thought he wouldn't agree, Han Zai stopped, he raised the horsewhip and the lion skull was gently pumped, and the lion skull got into the mountain forest.

Han Jae stood in place and looked at Jiang Sleeve Bead.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu hurriedly ran over and took the initiative to take Han Zai's hand.