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In August, the sweet osmanthus flowers are fragrant and the crabs are fat.

In the pavilion, the young couple, Xuanyuan Mingchen and Yan Miaoling, coincidentally wore red to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. From a distance, they looked like a couple's outfit.

Delicious food, fine wine, and chatting under the moon are very romantic.

Let the person hiding behind the pillar pick his fingers...

What to do, what to do...

This is his wife. He is a man, shouldn't he step in and stop it? You are unruly, you are not a good wife, you...

The prince was so excited that the two people in the pavilion could not ignore him at all.

Yan Miaoling swung her crimson shawl, pulling the man over. She stood up and pinned the panicked prince down with both hands. She then brought clean bowls and chopsticks, and placed a wine glass in front of Jiang Yutang, whispering in his ear, "Prince, thank you for preparing so much delicious food and wine in advance. But why hasn't the host arrived yet, even though dinner has already begun?"

These words made Jiang Yutang's eyes light up. In an instant, he felt that his cold-faced cousin wasn't that scary after all. As long as Ling'er recognized him, even if it was the War God Prince whom he had admired since childhood, what difference would it make!

So what if you are engaged? I am Ling'er's sweetheart!

A certain prince looked at a certain king and almost stood up and jumped high in provocation.

"Hmph~" A certain king snorted. He didn't want to argue with the little brat. It was just...

He glanced across at the woman who was treating him like a rare dog. "Wait till evening!" He'd found a new way to bring happiness to someone without being completely in sync.

This look made Jiang Shizi, who was experienced in brothels, understand immediately. He leaned close to Yan Miaoling and whispered, "Ling'er, haven't you explained it clearly to your cousin yet? Why is he still looking at you like this?"

He thought that since he accepted me, the engagement should be cancelled sooner rather than later. This is a normal man's way of thinking, right?

This made Yan Miaoling laugh. Of the ten men, she felt particularly special towards Jiang Yutang, treating him like a little brother. Sometimes, she treated him like a naughty child, giving him a bit more attention.

She also cherished the sincere and pure feelings of the little puppy. Not wanting to tease him anymore, she raised her hand and touched Jiang Yutang's head to comfort him, "Don't worry about him, let's eat our own food."

Before Jiang Yutang could even grin, he saw the man opposite him...

His idol, his cousin, the god of war, stretched out his elegant and beautiful fingers to peel crab meat for the girl next to him...

But this is not the point, the point is, that woman. He turned to look at Yan Miaoling beside him, "Ling'er, this..."

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