After the new widow, I became a tyrant's tender outer chamber

Chapter 94
Jiang Qi got some sweet-scented osmanthus wine from her place, and drank one cup, knowing that if the little emperor uncle came, it would be hard to explain if he happened to meet him, and he didn't like trouble, so he got up and left.

Anyway, what he wanted to confirm was confirmation, and there was no need to stay long.

Seeing him walking away, Mu Ling's frozen eyes moved, and said slowly, "Miss, hasn't the prince come yet?"

"Where did we get him?" Ruan Yuyi conveniently put away the used cup, "What's wrong?"

Her eyes were clear and her complexion was calm and gentle. The Dongzhu earrings on her ears shook slightly as she turned around, reflecting some light.

Mu Ling pursed her lips, and then said in a trembling voice, "Miss, I'm afraid...you have identified the wrong person." Although there was only a glimpse on the street, that glance was enough to remind her of Prince Yu's appearance.

And his flirtatious attire, shaking the jade bone fan in his hand, is the best thing to be unrecognizable.

She didn't understand what the wood spirit was talking about for a while, and raised her eyes to look at her, "Why did you admit the wrong person?"

Mu Ling said seriously, "The apricot-colored young master who just came is Jiang Qi, the heir of King Yu." As soon as the words came out, Ruan Yuyi seemed to be frozen in place, and her movements were sluggish. live.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" She moved the corner of her lower lip before suppressing her froze smile.She seemed to have lost all strength in her hand, and could no longer hold the cup.

The white porcelain cup fell to the ground and cracked immediately, and the remaining liquor inside splashed around, soaking her feet deeply, but she didn't seem to notice it.

Her words seemed to be mixed with coldness, which was very different from the usual gentleness.Mu Ling had never seen a young lady so serious before, he was frightened and knelt down hurriedly.

"Miss Mingjian, servants dare not lie, the man just now is indeed Prince Yu's son." She only dared to stare at the skirt on her lap.

It is said in the mansion that the young lady is the best master to serve, but in fact, only the maidservants who are close to them know that the young lady is used to being delicate, she can't handle it when it's cold or hot, she's susceptible to wind and cold, she can't eat spicy food, and she's picky about her mouth.

It's just that she doesn't say it most of the time, and Sister Muxiang, who has been by Miss's side, will tell her about these things.And even if they did something wrong, she would point out in a gentle voice.

It was her clear rewards and punishments and her kindness that made the maidservants get close to her and respect her.

"Isn't it the county king of which family?" Ruan Yuyi held on to the last bit of luck in her heart and asked again.

The wood spirit just shook his head, although he didn't speak, he could see the determination.

The complicated thoughts were like vines, tightly entangled Ruan Yuyi, her eyebrows were twitching, but she couldn't move.

No wonder, no wonder he has thin calluses on his hands from years of martial arts practice, no wonder his temperament is quite different from the rumors, not to mention the clouds of wives and concubines around him.

——It turned out to be a mistake from the beginning.

But she couldn't figure out why he knew he had misunderstood, but didn't refute, and let her misunderstand like this.In his eyes, is her behavior these days extremely ridiculous?Whether he didn't remind her because he wanted to tease her.

If he wasn't Jiang Qi, then who would he be? How could he have the guts to pretend to be the only heir of Dawu Dynasty.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that he has never admitted that he is Prince Yu's son. All along, she thought so wishfully.

She laughed suddenly, her temple hair drooped, covering half of her face.The smile at this time was particularly abrupt in her unbelievable expression.

Mu Ling was so flustered by the laughter, fearing what might happen to Miss, he quietly raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that her eyes were clearer.

She stretched out her hand and helped the wood spirit up. Although her voice was soft, it was not difficult to distinguish the trembling in it, "Stop kneeling, it's cold on the ground. I didn't say that when I left you in the first place. In my yard, there is no need to move Just kneel."

After talking for a long time, she gradually recovered her voice.

The mouths of the altars on the tables are still open, and the cinnamon that has been buried for a year has not disappeared, but has been locked in the airtight altar. Now it smells more and more fragrant.

"Miss, what should we do now?" Mu Ling asked cautiously.

She glanced at the door and said softly, "Let's go back and talk about it." Anyway, if she stayed here, she didn't know what kind of appearance she should use to get along with him.

She wanted to keep pretending not to know, but she couldn't seem to do it.

Fang Xing took a few steps, and saw a black figure push open the courtyard door.He is tall and tall, his eyes are usually cold, as long as he stands up casually, he is not angry and majestic, making people afraid of getting close.

She didn't know how she mistook such a man for the romantic and friendly Prince Yu's son in the rumors, there was no similarity between the two.

If he was also holding a folding fan like Jiang Qi's in his hand, it would probably make people think it was a sharp blade shining with cold light.

She froze, a sense of strangeness suddenly surged in her heart, she could only stare at him walking slowly towards her, as if she recognized this person for the first time.

Jiang Huaiyang approached the little lady, seeing her staring blankly at him without saying a word, he stroked her cheek and whispered, "What are you doing standing here?" The chill in his eyes seemed to dissipate .

It's just that her gaze didn't move, as soon as he approached, she landed on his lapel.

There were a few rough places in the hand that was caressing her, and the chill from outside made her shiver.

"Your Highness." She tried her best to pretend nothing happened, raised her head slightly, and made her cheek brush against his palm.

She heard him clinging to her ear, and the breath he exhaled caressed her ear, "Go in first and then talk."

She didn't know how she was brought into the wing by him, and she didn't know when the door was closed. After she regained her senses, there were only two of them left in the wing.

He leaned forward, grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, and pressed them over her head.

Fear arose in her heart for no reason, and she struggled subconsciously a few times, only to find that he was so powerful that she was restraining her wrist, motionless.

Jiang Huaiyang didn't feel surprised, it was just her usual shyness.

She couldn't move her hands, so she could only move her feet, and the bells on her wrists rang softly under her struggle.He kissed her so softly that it almost burned her.

He seemed to be even more reckless by the ringtone.

She turned her face away, tears welled up in her eyes.

She has always known his habits, but now she suddenly feels ashamed in her heart.

He never asked her wishes, and the traces on her body were often the same as last time, and then covered with new ones - although she also knew that she put it together first, and in his opinion, it was willing of.

But the more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged, and the tears she shed because of the pain at first became more and more violent.She bit her lip tightly, unwilling to make a sound.

She didn't even dare to ask who the person on her body was.

I had to bear it myself.

There seemed to be a hand caressing her cheek, wiping away her tears, but soon her face was wet and cold again.

Jiang Huaiyang saw that the little lady couldn't stop crying today, so she simply didn't wipe it away, and kissed her eyes, as if to kiss away the tears.

(End of this chapter)