Ruan Yuyi's sleep has always been shallow, and now the bed curtain was lifted and some light came in, and she was in a trance, but her body was still heavy and unresponsive.

She was about to turn to the side and continue to sleep, but she inadvertently opened her eyes slightly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall figure, enveloping her in shadow.

She came to her senses, several thoughts flashed through her mind for a moment, her eyelashes trembled, but she never dared to open her eyes.

She had seen an assassin with a knife, and it really scared her. If there was that kind of person in front of her, she would not be able to resist. She closed her eyes, hoping that this person was nothing more than a thief, and that she would take the money and leave.

Jiang Huaiyang noticed that she was breathing out of order, and laughed secretly. This little lady wants to pretend, and she doesn't pretend to be like it.

He leaned over and half-knelt on the bed. As he let go, the curtain of the bed fell again, enveloping them in darkness.

She felt the bed next to her sink slightly, her heart tightened, and she quietly clenched the brocade under her hand, still stubbornly refusing to open her eyes to take a look.

He is really angry and funny, he has the courage to hook Jiang Qi, why is he so timid now. He leaned forward, took her earlobe, and whispered, "If you like to keep your eyes closed." ”

A tingling sensation spread from her ears to her limbs, and even her bones seemed to soften, and when she heard the voice, she suddenly felt that it was better to let the thieves rob her.

Thinking like this, I ignore that the little palpitation and uneasiness has been relieved. She was forced to open her eyes.

The man in front of him had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his fingertips were rough, and he was obviously a martial artist. But he has a cold and indifferent, bookish face, and I don't know if if he goes to the battlefield, the enemy leader will despise him because of this appearance.

She opened her mouth, suddenly realizing that she knew nothing about him, and that she didn't even know what to call him now.

And he, finding out everything about himself, including his origin, identity, and maybe everything he has experienced, and knowing that her ears are very sensitive, he will burn red at the slightest breath.

It's unfair to be a good student.

Jiang Huaiyang seemed to have read through her thoughts, and sighed, "Why don't you call 'Your Highness'?" ”

She recalled the ambiguous threat in the letter, and she was a little frightened in her heart, and pursed her lips silently.

"Actually, if you call 'Your Highness,'" he curled her hair, wrapping it around her fingertips, "it's not a mistake."

He has only been on the throne for a few months, and when he was a prince is longer than an emperor, the concubine will sometimes be negligent and unable to change her words.

She turned her face away and said softly, "Your Highness, you are trespassing on the boudoir. She thought that she had accidentally misidentified someone, but now that she knew, she parted ways and treated it as if the misunderstanding had never happened.

But when I think about it, it seems to irritate him more easily. He swallowed the words back into his stomach.

He didn't answer, his voice became hoarse, "A few days ago, you didn't come to the appointment, but you told me to wait." ”

Although she also wanted to avoid him in her heart, there was another reason to hide it, "My aunt found out that I had someone outside, and she was angry, so she grounded me with it. ”

The little lady's lips pursed, and the corners of her lips drooped slightly, but seeing this, he could also imagine her aggrieved look, "Know Jiang Qi?" He knew that she would not have a deeper connection with Jiang Qi, but he still asked on purpose.

In her heart, his eyes can see people's hearts at a glance. What's more, this matter was also her fault, so she didn't dare to hide it, "I've only met a few times." ”

Jiang Huaiyang sneered, she was honest. Even though she thought so, she felt comforted in her heart, at least she wasn't lying.

He has been in the top position for a long time, and there are many people around him, and it is inevitable that there will be ghosts in his heart, and he was once stabbed in the back by a trusted subordinate. Just once, it made him think long.

But the man eventually fell into his hands. At that time, while drinking the fine tea that had just entered the palace, he saw the blood gurgling under the man's body, and his face was hideous and distorted.

What he hated most was deception. If she had dared to abandon him and go to the people beside her, he would not have spared her.

He held to her ear, calling her little words, and the bell on her wrist shredded in response. She was so distracted that she didn't have time to think about it.

When she woke up again, Ruan Yuyi turned her face to see that he was sleeping peacefully beside her, with her eyes closed, absorbing the chill from her body during the day. With a straight nose and thin lips, and a soft face, it looks no different from an ordinary gentle son.

She remembered that he had said it yesterday, and it was not a mistake to call him His Highness. She thought for a moment, but she couldn't figure out which Highness he was. She unconsciously reached out her fingertips to touch him.

was stunned, but saw that he opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear. She really didn't expect him to wake up suddenly, and she was so frightened that she shrank back into the bed.

He took everything into his eyes, and the little lady in front of him was like a frightened rabbit at the moment, a pair of watery eyes looked straight at him, the tips of her ears were slightly red, and the whole looked very squeamish.

His throat tightened, and his expression turned cold, "You did it on purpose?" "After all, she used to use a lot of small tricks on him.

But this time she was really a ghost, and she didn't want to hook him. She didn't know why, just shook her head.

He gritted his teeth, and was helpless against her appearance, so he pinched her slender waist with his hand, causing her to snort in pain.

The door of the inner chamber was suddenly pushed open, and a cool cold breeze poured in, blowing like a veil of water undulating.

"Miss, it's time to freshen up in the morning." It's woody.

She was aware of the current situation, and her face was hot. The footsteps drew nearer, and a figure stood outside the bed curtain. She breathed a sigh of relief and made a silent gesture to him.

He was silent, but his eyes sank.

"Miss, are you awake?" Recently, Mu Xiang came to call her, and it was usually already daylight, leaving enough time for her to sleep well.

She didn't dare to lift the curtain to check the sky outside, so she asked, "What time is it?" ”

Xu had just woken up, and her voice sounded a little fluttering, and no one landed, as if it was about to disperse with the wind in the next moment.

"Miss Hui, it's already time."

"You go out first...... Ruan Yuyi glanced back at Jiang Huaiyang, brushed away his big palm that was messing with him, suppressed his breathing, and barely made his voice sound like normal, "You go out first, I want to sleep for a while." ”

She finished speaking briefly, but no matter how much she spoke, she was not allowed to say a word.

Mu Xiang heard that something was wrong, and because of the curtain of the bed, she could only see the shadowy bulge lying on the couch, "Miss, are you unwell?" "Her young lady is weak, and she is always prone to wind and cold, followed by headaches and brain fever.

Although it was the young lady who was uncomfortable, they were also distressed when they were maids.

"What should I do," he chuckled, and whispered in her ear, "your maid is asking you, and Ling Ling wants her back?"

Jiang Huaiyang was sure that she would hold back her silence, and his hand stroked her slender waist inch by inch. She could even feel his heat on the back of her neck, and she clutched the futon beneath her, her jade fingertips white.

Her eyes were slightly red, but she stubbornly bit her lower lip, refusing to let a little sound spill out.

(End of chapter)