After the concubine left, it took a long time to see Jiang Huaiyang coming.

If it was an ordinary time, Ruan Yuyi was taking a nap at this time, she was lying on the stone table and waiting for sleepiness, her eyelids were heavy, and her head was almost hitting the table little by little.

Realizing that the son of the world was coming, she stood up.

She saluted sleepily, and she couldn't make any effort when she woke up, and her whole body was soft.

In Jiang Huaiyang's eyes, it was a different scene. She hung her head, her sideburns were slightly scattered, and a fair and slender neck was exposed, and she looked unguarded.

His mind was so dazzled by the whiteness that he looked up and down on her empty, unadorned earlobes.

Something is missing.

"If you're sleepy, what are you going to do here," he said, and said coldly, "have you seen the concubine?" ”

"Yes," Ruan Yuyi smiled, "Niangniang also praised my mung bean cake for being delicious, would you like to taste it?" ”

Jiang Huaiyang casually took a look at the food box, it seemed that she still didn't know that she had found the wrong person. The mind is so unbearable, but I don't know how to inquire carefully.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ruan Yuyiquan acquiesced to him and opened the food box by himself.

Jiang Huaiyang was a little surprised when he saw that half of the pastries inside were missing, and half were neatly stacked. In his impression, the concubine has always liked salty, so she rarely touches sweets such as mung bean cakes.

She clasped her sleeve in one hand and picked up a piece of pastry in the other, and handed it to his lips. When I walked, I made the bell jingle at my wrist.

With the pastry on his lips and the fragrance of beans, Rao is Jiang Huaiyang was also aroused by his appetite.

He glanced at the delicate skin of the neckline of the woman in front of him, and upward, there was a small and ruddy lip flap, and a pair of moist eyes looked straight at him, full of expectations.

Jiang Huaiyang stabilized her disordered breathing, grabbed her wrist and pushed it out, "No need, I don't like sweets." He never used these things much, not because he was really disgusted, but because others rarely touched him, they naturally thought he didn't like it.

Mu Xiang's craftsmanship has never been spoken, she thought about the pastry for a while, thinking of the situation on the Cheng family's side, she didn't hesitate, took the pastry, and got on.

The tips of her ears soon flushed, and in a moment her cheeks burned as well.

"Your Highness," she forgot into the other party's indifferent eyes, "but you still close?" ”

His eyes were so deep that he seemed to be able to swallow the life in front of him.

Compared to the woman in the dream, she blushed with a little teasing, and it was clear that she should live in the boudoir of the Red Mansion, but she seemed to know a lot about these things, where did she learn it?

The person in front of him looked coquettish, and he admitted that he had never been a gentleman, and he couldn't be completely indifferent when he dreamed ahead.

Jiang Huaiyang snorted in a low voice, "It's self-contained." ”

He added, "Speaking of which, have we ever met somewhere?" As soon as these words came out, he himself felt that it was wrong, he lived in the palace all the year round, if he had seen it, how could he not have the slightest impression of this face.

Ruan Yuyi has only had this thought in recent months, where is the admiration for a long time to approach, so I don't have the impression of seeing him in my memory. She raised her eyes from the movement of wiping her fingertips, very dazed, "What did you say, Your Highness?" ”

"That's it."

Jiang Huaiyang took out a small wooden box the size of a palm from his sleeve, and then opened it, "Since you bothered to make pastries, I naturally have to return the favor." ”

She put away the handkerchief and looked at it, it was the pair of gold thread inlaid Dongzhu earrings in the Linglong Pavilion in the morning, and he didn't know why he happened to take out this pair so coincidentally.

Pastries and earrings were not equivalent, and she vaguely felt that this expensive pendant was not exchanged for a few bites of snacks, but something else.

She didn't want to take it. This is different from the essence of her purpose, she did not come for glory in the first place.

For her, it will only be a kind of humiliation.

"Thank you, Your Highness, but I can't ask for it," Ruan Yuyi thought for a while, and still used the same rhetoric as before, "I don't have ear holes." Please take it back. ”

The person in front of her laughed briefly, sounding like a mockery of her pretending to be tall and not self-sufficient, "There is no reason to take back the gift from ancient times, so I will reward you with another thing." ”

Before Ruan Yuyi could understand what she meant for a while, she was forcibly dragged by a strong hand, and she fell into a hard embrace.

He grabbed her jaw and neck with his forearms, shackled her firmly, pinched her small earlobe, and pushed the needle tip of the earring against it.

She was agitated and struggled subconsciously, but she couldn't push Jiang Huaiyang's hand away no matter what, she was like a butterfly struggling in vain.

Until a cold threat came from her ear, and warm air sprayed on the side of her ear.

"If you move again, I can't guarantee that this thing will not be offended." He spoke in a low voice, word by word, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, "ear bones, face, eyes ......"

Ruan Yuyi's movements weakened, and her hands pressed weakly against his forearms. The earrings that are shiny by the light are long nails, and if you insist on breaking free, the consequence will only be to tear the butterfly wings.

In the silence, the needle of the earring fell straight down, and it was pierced in the right place fiercely.

She felt a pain in her earlobe, and snorted, short and forbearing.

Jiang Huaiyang picked up the earring, Dongzhu was round and white, hanging on the slightly reddened ears, reflecting each other, it seemed that the person in front of him was extremely squeamish, and he couldn't stand the pain at all.

Sure enough, it fits.

He didn't give Ruan Yuyi a long respite, wrenched her chin, and quickly dressed the other side.

Feeling that he finally let go, she broke free from Jiang Huaiyang's arms. When he turned his face to look at him again, he was in tears, as if he had been greatly bullied, so he was not wronged.

She was tingling in pain even on the side of her ears, and faintly realized that the fairy aura was just a cover for the skin, and what was wrapped underneath was the darkness she had never been exposed to.

Now she didn't care about whether she had a son or not, and glared at Jiang Huaiyang hatefully.

It's a pity that there are teardrops, it's really not threatening, it's more like a disgusted look.

"Go back and deal with it yourself, don't let it heal." He stroked her earlobe and whispered, "You can't take it off without my permission." ”

Although he couldn't see the face of the person in his dream clearly, he had a feeling - how similar the demeanor of the person in front of him was.

After that, Jiang Huaiyang didn't embarrass her too much, only let her sit on the side, and he looked at the scroll, didn't want her to do anything, and didn't pay attention to her.

Ruan Yuyi stayed next to him in a situation that she had never imagined, and as the pages turned, only the occasional birdsong sounded in her ears, and the rest was silent.

She quietly glanced at Jiang Huaiyang from time to time, thinking back to the past few days, she found that he was not at all uninhibited as he imagined, but rather showed a kind of calmness, or depression.

Seeing that he was looking seriously, she would also cautiously ask him what he was looking at.

Jiang Huaiyang is undoubtedly different from when he poked the earrings before, and he has returned to his usual coldness. He didn't seem to be annoyed that she was staying around, and even occasionally when he was in a good mood, he would answer her questions.

It's just that she hasn't heard of the title of the book that Shizi said, and it doesn't look like an idle book.

When she looked away and looked at the little creature that happened to pass by in a daze, Jiang Huaiyang would also glance at her from time to time, so that the speed of flipping through it was slower than usual.

Later, when it got a little darker, he let her go back.

Chengfu East Chamber.

After returning to the courtyard, Ruan Yuyi was able to deal with the ear piercings.

After listening to Mu Xiang's statement, Mu Ling exclaimed in a low voice, "How painful that is!" I remember when I was young, the slave's mother took beans and rubbed the slave's ears to numb before she wore needles. His Royal Highness the Prince is too nonsense. ”

Things are valuable, but this way of giving—

Ruan Yuyi was in a lot of pain at this time, and she didn't speak.

Mu Xiang prepared the spirits and a small poke of tea, "On the slave's side, the girls have pierced their ears, and they all wipe them with spirits from time to time, so they will get better very quickly." ”

She carefully took the earrings for Ruan Yuyi, and then took a handkerchief and dipped it in wine, and wiped it lightly.

While wiping, I looked at her expression, and saw that she was twisting her delicate eyebrows, closing her eyes tightly, and slowing down her movements.

"Miss," Mu Xiang pondered and spoke, "I didn't think it before, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to get along with the act of seeing the prince today." Otherwise, we'll change ......."

Ruan Yuyi shook her head vigorously, her voice muffled, "Auntie is urging tightly, I'm afraid there is not much time limit, and you can also see the red silk outside." When he has a firm footing, in a few days, he will be fine when he forgets about my existence. ”

"When the time comes," she raised her eyes to look at Mu Xiang Mu Ling, "we will move out of the house, and we won't have to be involved with the Cheng family anymore." She laughed, her eyes bright, as if she had crushed the stars in the sky, and the gods greedily embellished them all.

Mu Xiang knew that she still minded Cheng Xingqiu's affairs a little, so she didn't say more, continued to move in her hands, picked out two slightly thinner tea stalks, and replaced them for her.