The domineering princess falls in love with me 15 (five watches)
He looked at the wanton flames in a daze, and watched Jiang Mu lower his eyes again and kiss the back of Lan Shuang's head deeply, and the whole person was not good.
What is this?
His imperial sister really likes a eunuch?!
For a while, he didn't know if he was shocked because the imperial sister liked eunuchs, or because Lan Shuang didn't resist.
In front of Jiang Mu, Lan Shuang, who was originally quite tall, was lined with petite, like a little daughter-in-law, even if she was hidden under the big curtain, she couldn't hide her thin waist.
Jiang Mu circled one arm, which was more than enough.
As if sensing his gaze, Jiang Mu let go of Lan Shuang and raised his chin at him, "Don't you get out yet?" β
The five princes were excited, as if they had finally found their bodies, and fled with their hands and feet, and almost tripped over themselves.
Jiang Mu watched him stumble away, and said without looking back: "You go outside and guard, and don't allow any idle people to come in." β
"Yes."
The two guards stepped on the snow and left, the creaking sound gradually faded away, and the plum garden returned to quiet.
Lan Shuang gently pushed Jiang Mu and wanted to withdraw from his arms, but Jiang Mu didn't stop him this time, he let go of his hand and let her go out of his big, and slowly moved down and held her hand.
"Huh?" Lan Shuang looked up at him suspiciously.
Jiang Mu smiled and said, "It's cold, my hands are warm." β
Lan Shuang lowered her eyes and glanced at her entire wrapped hand, and said meaningfully: "The princess's jade hand...... It's really slender. β
Jiang Mutan said frankly: "Hold it firmly with your hands." β
"Catch what?" Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows.
Jiang Mu didn't speak this time, he smiled on his lips, looked up slightly, and suddenly raised his hand to pinch a red plum, pinched it between his fingers, and lowered his head to sniff.
The plum fragrance has a hint of snow, clear and fragrant, like the person in front of you.
Jiang Mu backhanded the red plum on Lan Shuang's sideburns.
Lan Shuang was stunned for a moment, and looked at him puzzled, "What is the princess doing?" β
Jiang Mu looked at it a few times and smiled, "Jiaohua with a beauty, just right." β
The emotion in his eyes was about to overflow, Lan Shuang looked over, and it was difficult to take her eyes off, at this moment, those long-lost feelings roared up from the bottom of her heart, and she wanted to ask him in a trance, do you remember anything?
But he couldn't open his mouth for a while.
Jiang Mu looked at her with gentle eyes, and after a while, he picked up a crushed branch from the ground and handed it to Lan Shuang.
"The princess is just here to demonstrate to the five princes, or is she serious?" Lan Shuang finally chose a more secure question.
Jiang Mu didn't speak, walked around behind her and slowly held her hand, and dragged her to write with plum branches on the snow.
Lan Shuang didn't ask any more questions, and followed him intently.
Jiang Mu's handwriting is elegant and sharp, revealing a murderous aura that is incompatible with the identity of a woman.
But the words that fell on the snow were so gentle and delicate.
Lan Shuang couldn't help but read it out when she looked at it: "Acquaintance with Jun Chu is like returning from an old friend." The moon is new at the end of the world, and the morning and dusk are the most lovesick (1). β
The last stroke fell, and suddenly a new snow floated in, which happened to fall on Lan Shuang's eyelashes, she blinked lightly, and somehow her nose suddenly became a little sour.
"Acquaintance with Jun Chu is like returning to an old friend...... I wonder who the princess thinks I look like? β
Lan Shuang didn't look back, she held the plum branch tightly, waiting for an answer.
Jiang Mu noticed her tightness, a faint attachment flashed in his eyes, he didn't say it directly, only said three words: "Everyone." β
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The end of the blast