Chapter 23: Drunk, he insisted on pestering me last night, and I couldn't get rid of him...
"Woo...so many birds are flying!"
Jiang Yueying's cheeks were flushed. She raised her hands and waved them up and down, making chirping sounds with her mouth, imitating the movements and sounds of a flying bird.
In order not to attract attention, the girl wore a plain white skirt today. At this moment, the hem of the skirt was folded and spread out, making her look like a snow-white and lively white-feathered bird.
Qingge had already forced her to drink the sobering soup, but it had no effect and she seemed to be even more drunk.
In desperation, she had to obey the previous order and planned to knock Jiang Yueying unconscious and take her back.
She used to take care of servants for Princess Anyi and was familiar with countless punishment methods. Naturally, she knew which acupoint to attack to make someone temporarily unconscious.
"Your Highness, it's time to return to the East Palace."
Jiang Yueying blinked her drunken eyes, slowly stopped what she was doing, and looked at Qingge in confusion.
Just as Qing Ge was about to reach out, Jiang Yueying quickly slipped under the table, so nimble that she didn't seem like a drunk person.
She stuck her little head out to show that she would not go back.
In desperation, Qing Ge had to use some strength to drag her out from under the table. Jiang Yueying, who was caught, felt aggrieved for a while, and her expression was as heroic as if she was about to be put back in a cage.
Qing Ge seized the opportunity and immediately raised his hand——
"Knock, knock, knock."
Someone knocked on the doorframe.
In order to listen to the storytelling better, Jiang Yueying had specially left the door of the private room open and only hung a silk curtain.
Therefore, the gap under the curtain can be seen clearly.
Qing Ge noticed the visitor's black boots, inlaid with gold and jade, which looked particularly familiar.
"Who is it?" She had a bad feeling in her heart.
A lazy voice sounded outside: "What do you think?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Qing Ge opened his eyes wide in surprise, unable to believe why Prince Xie Yuting would come here.
She hurried to the door and lifted the curtain. Xie Yuting was smiling and fanning himself with a particularly bright look.
"Why didn't you ask me to join you for a drink? The little princess is so disloyal." Xie Yuting glanced past Qingge and at Jiang Yueying.
Jiang Yueying was so drunk that she didn't know what the world was. Naturally, she didn't recognize Xie Yuting. She just waved her arms and imitated a flying bird.
"I know I'm guilty of not taking good care of the Crown Princess. Now she's drunk. I'll take her back to the East Palace right away." Qing Ge decided to strike first and not let the drunk Jiang Yueying fall into Xie Yuting's hands.
She supported Jiang Yueying and was about to go out, but was blocked by a folding fan. Xie Yuting raised his eyebrows in a rogue manner, and the meaning was very clear: he would not let them go.
In her anxiety, Qing Ge's forehead was sweating, but Jiang Yueying, whom she was holding, was still acting crazy while drunk, squeaking and trying not to let her touch her, saying drunken words like "The bird wants to fly, give me back my wings".
Xie Yuting directly snatched the person from Qingge and asked Qingge to return to the East Palace first, and he would take care of the Crown Princess.
Hearing this, Qing Ge's whole body tensed up, and she felt extremely reluctant, but the other party was her master, and she had no room for disobedience. She could only lower her head and retreat, secretly praying that Jiang Yueying would continue to chirp and not say anything that would reveal her identity.
She closed the door as she left, and following the sound of footsteps downstairs, they were the only two left in the room.
Xie Yuting glanced around the room and found nothing unusual. Most of the wine in the wine pot on the table was gone. A faint aroma of wine floated in the air, and the spicy taste was like the most famous Spring Flower Wine in Huanbo Tower.
The name of this wine is elegant and pleasant, but the alcohol is very strong, spicy and sweet at first. It is easy to get drunk if you drink a few glasses, and the aftereffect is very strong.
She actually drank half a pot. Xie Yuting couldn't help laughing. It was really a godsend. The fake little princess must have been drunk.
It's best to be polite at this time.
He raised his eyes to look at the girl in his arms and gently patted her beautiful cheek.
Jiang Yueying's cheeks were hot, like cooked peach petals, and her watery eyes were misty. Because she was not in consciousness, she always blinked and looked closer when looking at people. Her long eyelashes were like feather fans, fanning a tiny breeze.
She stared at Xie Yuting for a long time, confused and bewildered.
Xie Yuting asked tentatively: "Who are you?"
"Chirp!" Jiang Yueying said she was a little bird.
Xie Yuting: "..."
Damn it, this is just drunkenness.
He reached out and pinched her chin, looking at her carefully with a secretive look.
Who are you, anyway? If you've been a spy for years, how could you be so defenseless? Why did you come to Northern Liang in place of Princess Anyi? Could it be that Emperor Jiang has lost his mind and thinks the dandy Crown Prince is nothing to be feared, so he sent a little fool to marry him instead?
All kinds of doubts arose one after another, and I unconsciously used some force in my hands.
"hiss……"
Jiang Yueying felt a little pain from being pinched, and shrank her head in grievance. Xie Yuting loosened his hand, thinking that she would take the opportunity to escape, but unexpectedly the girl stared at his hand for a while, and suddenly, she lowered her head and pecked the back of his hand.
Chirp.
The soft lips were slightly cool, like a dewdrop rolling across them.
Xie Yuting was stunned, followed by endless astonishment.
Jiang Yueying was completely unaware of what bad thing she had done and rubbed her mouth.
"Drunk bird." He tapped her head with his fingers.
Jiang Yueying shook her head in dissatisfaction, wanting to peck someone again, but just as she leaned over, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince immediately reached out and pinched her mouth, ruthlessly squashing it flat.
"Wuwu..." She stared at him with wide eyes.
"That's stupid."
Xie Yuting took the opportunity to take out the medicine bottle from his arms and smeared the gel to remove the human skin mask on his hands. The fingertips of his right hand became sparkling and glowed with an attractive radiance.
He waved his hands twice, ready to tear his face off.
He was really curious about the true appearance of this little fool.
However, he forgot that some birds like shiny objects. The moment he stretched out his hand, Jiang Yueying, who thought she was a bird, suddenly became excited. Her round eyes burst into surprise and she grabbed his wrist.
She stared straight at the dew on his fingertips with an extremely longing look, even a hint of... greed.
His face was full of surprise and he had no time to react. Jiang Yueying didn't care about anything else. She put her head close to him at lightning speed, licked him with the tip of her bright red tongue, and the dew on her fingertips was easily rolled into her mouth.
A tiny electric current shot straight from the fingertips to the top of his head. The moment it passed gently, Xie Yuting felt as if he was struck by lightning.
I was in a daze and couldn't believe what I saw.
Jiang Yueying frowned and muttered softly: "It doesn't taste good..." She smacked her lips, and the taste of condensed dew spread across her tongue.
Xie Yuting grabbed her chin and said sternly, "You eat everything! Spit it out now!"
The drunk Jiang Yueying didn't know what harm the condensation had. She just thought that this bad guy didn't let her eat and was so fierce. Her eyes turned red instantly and she looked particularly pitiful with tears in her eyes.
"Don't act pitiful."
Jiang Yueying rubbed her eyes and said nothing.
Xie Yuting whistled through the door, and in a moment, Yu Lang descended from the sky and came to the door, asking in a low voice what his master wanted.
When Xie Yuting expressed his concerns, Yu Lang said, "Don't worry, the gel is non-toxic, at most it tastes a little bitter." Then he stepped back and there was no more sound.
Xie Yuting put his heart back in his stomach and continued to struggle with the drunk little fool.
He pinched her cheeks hard and coaxed her, "Behave yourself and talk like a human being, or I'll pluck out all your hair."
Jiang Yueying shuddered all over and dared not to kiss again. Her beautiful drunken eyes stared straight at him.
"What... do you want to do?"
Xie Yuting gave the order: "Raise your neck."
Hearing this, Jiang Yueying raised her head, revealing a white neck as slender as jade. Her skin was whiter than snow, and there was not a single flaw visible to the naked eye.
Xie Yuting stared at it carefully for a moment, full of doubts. Something was not right. If it was a human skin mask, how could it be so seamless and exactly the same as real leather? Had Nan Jiang's human skin mask-making skills reached the pinnacle?
To confirm everything, Xie Yuting raised his hand and stroked her neck, his fingertips covered with dew sweeping across every inch of her skin. The white jade neck was stained with crystal water light, and there was no sign of melting at the joints.
Xie Yuting didn't believe it and pulled it, and Jiang Yueying cried out in pain.
Seeing this situation, Xie Yuting couldn't believe it.
Could this be a real face?
How is that possible? Who is that person in the Jiang Kingdom’s palace?
There can't be two Princesses Anyi.
Xie Yuting's mind was in a state of confusion. Seeing him frown, Jiang Yueying instinctively reached out and touched his brows, saying softly, "I'm not sad... Ah Ying is comforting you."
"What?" Xie Yuting grabbed her wrist and asked, "What did you say your name was?"
"I am a bird." Jiang Yueying tried to break free from the shackles on her arms and struggled slightly.
Xie Yuting changed the question: "What does the bird call?"
"Aying!" Jiang Yueying narrowed her eyes.
"You're not Princess Anyi," Xie Yuting gradually figured out a clue, "You're not Jiang Yueying, right?"
"I... am a princess," Jiang Yueying pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes, "I was originally a princess..."
"Aying is also a princess..."
As she spoke, her tears began to fall, hitting the back of Xie Yuting's hand, leaving a wet and cool feeling and leaving a faint trace.
The girl's eyes were filled with tears, fragility and sorrow, as if her most heart-wrenching sorrow had been pierced.
The sobbing sound echoed in the silent room and fell into Xie Yuting's ears.
Xie Yuting was stunned, then wiped her tears, restrained the urge to continue questioning, and said slowly: "Don't cry, little princess."
His voice was unusually gentle and serious, like a feather brushing across the girl's aching heart, soothing her fluctuating emotions.
Jiang Yueying instinctively hugged his arms, a hint of red at the corners of her eyes, buried her head in his arms, and let out a soft chirp.
Xie Yuting inexplicably thought of a word: like a little bird relying on its mother.
Unfortunately, it is a stupid little bird.
"Which English is your name?"
"The firefly in firefly..." she answered obediently.
"Aying." Xie Yuting whispered the name, biting the characters meaningfully.
He let Jiang Yueying lean on him, her warm body as soft as cotton, the fragrance of osmanthus lingering around his nose. He lowered his head and saw the girl's dependent look, as if she regarded his arm as a branch for a bird to perch on.
After a while, Xie Yuting reminded: "It's time for us to go home."
Jiang Yueying frowned slightly and muttered softly.
Unable to hear clearly, Xie Yuting lowered his head and leaned closer to listen, then heard her low voice, which seemed to be saying: I have no home.
Hearing this, Xie Yuting couldn't describe how he felt. His heart felt like it was being scratched by a dead branch. He added, "Isn't the East Palace your home?"
After he finished speaking, he realized that this sentence sounded like a promise, but it was too late to take it back.
Jiang Yueying was stunned for a long while, stammering: "Donggong..." There was confusion in her eyes, and she tilted her head slightly.
Foolishly, Xie Yuting sighed helplessly.
"What happened to the East Palace?"
Jiang Yueying's cheeks were flushed, and her tongue was a little tangled from being drunk. She stumbled and said, "Eastern Palace...Prince, Xie Yuting..." She stretched out her fingers and counted.
Her arms were pressed against his tall body, and she was whispering the name of the current prince, with the last syllable sticking out like melted honey.
Xie Yuting chuckled: "You're all drunk, how can you still remember who Xie Yuting is?"
"Remember," Jiang Yueying pursed her lips, "He's a bastard..."
The smile on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's face suddenly stopped and became extremely dangerous.
"Well, you're so brave to say bad things about me when you're drunk, little princess."
Jiang Yueying still blinked her ignorant eyes and retorted: "I'm not fat..."
After she finished speaking, she tiptoed and turned around on the spot, her waist as slender as a willow and as light as a flying swallow.
His drunken eyes stared at Xie Yuting, as if saying: Look, I'm not fat at all.
Fool.
Xie Yuting couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, go home." He patted her back.
Xie Yuting picked up the cherry pink cape draped over the back of the chair, put it over her head, wrapped it around her body, and wrapped the slim girl up like a round little dumpling, half dragging and half carrying her out.
Huanbo Tower was bustling with people coming and going. He held her in his arms as they walked down the east stairs. The aroma of wine gradually dissipated and not many people noticed them.
"I don't want to leave...I want to drink..."
"Let's drink again when we get home."
Jiang Yueying followed reluctantly, staggering along, and began to feel drowsy as she sat in the shaking carriage.
They soon returned to the East Palace. Jiang Yueying was so drunk that her eyes were blurry. She acted like a rogue and refused to get out of the car. Xie Yuting had no choice but to tell her that there were good things in the bedroom and he would see them when he returned.
Jiang Yueying asked foolishly: "What good stuff?"
Xie Yuting said seriously: "It's a good thing that shines."
When she heard that it could glow, Jiang Yueying immediately became obedient and followed him out of the car obediently, following him closely, fearing that Xie Yuting would run away.
As they walked, the servants of the East Palace secretly glanced at the two masters, their expressions varied and very interesting.
They didn't know that the Crown Princess was drunk. They only saw the usually domineering Crown Princess following the Crown Prince obediently, with her hand hooked around Xie Yuting's arm, looking quite intimate and ambiguous.
You must be dazzled, otherwise how could you see the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess loving each other?
Xie Yuting noticed the countless curious glances coming at him, so he decided to go all out. He put his arm around Jiang Yueying's waist, fanned her gently with his other hand, tilted his head back, raised the corners of his lips, and wrote the words "smug" on his face.
Everyone was even more shocked, and began to speculate what had happened when the two of them went out.
Xie Yuting let them guess without any explanation. He hugged the unusually well-behaved Jiang Yueying and returned to Nanyuan. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Qingge standing at the door, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Qingge always looks indifferent, and her emotions are almost imperceptible, but her actions betray her purpose.
Standing here waiting was nothing more than waiting for the Crown Princess to return to her room. Xie Yuting's eyes were dim. It seemed that Qingge was very nervous about being alone with the drunk Jiang Yueying.
Are you afraid that the Crown Princess will reveal her true identity?
Qing Ge hurried forward and said, "Your Highness, I will serve the Crown Princess."
"No need," Xie Yuting refused decisively, "I am very tired today and need to rest early. Crown Princess, please come with me."
"But……"
Xie Yuting said in distress, "Ah, your master is really funny when he gets drunk. He chirps all the way. If you don't know, you'd think you had a noisy little bird."
"Hmph, when she wakes up tomorrow, I will definitely make fun of her."
Qingge breathed a sigh of relief visibly.
"Back off."
Xie Yuting chuckled secretly, hugged Jiang Yueying into the house, and isolated everything outside the door.
The room is lit with light incense, and the curling smoke wafts out from the incense burner, making people relax.
After entering the house, Jiang Yueying stretched out a hand and placed her palm flat in front of him. The lines on the palm were clearly visible, and the previous frostbite wounds had subsided a lot.
She raised her autumn-water eyes and looked at Xie Yuting eagerly.
Xie Yuting didn't understand.
Jiang Yueying puffed out her cheeks, stretched out another hand, spread out both palms together, and held them high in front of Xie Yuting.
What's this new trick?
Xie Yuting slapped her hand. "Pah!" The slap was not strong, just like an ordinary play.
Jiang Yueying got angry and started talking nonsense: "My stuff, you promised me shiny stuff!"
“…”
I still remember it. The little drunkard has a pretty good memory.
"What if I just don't give it to you?" Xie Yuting teased her deliberately.
Jiang Yueying was stunned, her eyes filled with tears of grievance, and she muttered: "I don't want to, I don't want to..." She hugged his arms again with both hands, shaking from side to side, like a child acting coquettishly.
The moonlight from outside the window shines into the room, and the cool moonlight falls on the girl's eyelashes, brighter than what she is looking for.
As a prince who kept his word, Xie Yuting led her through the screen and came to the green bead curtain. He pointed at the green and round beads and said that this was a gift for her.
The green bead curtains are connected into one piece, sparkling in the candlelight, and when touched by fingertips, they make a pleasant tinkling sound.
The bead curtain will shine and is very beautiful.
Jiang Yueying liked it very much, but she always felt something was wrong. Her eyes became slightly distracted, and another wave of drunkenness surged up. Her feet became soft, as if she was stepping on cotton.
Without paying attention to the strange feeling in her heart, she accepted the green bead curtain with a smile, and then she felt tired and drowsy and yawned softly.
Drunk people are particularly straightforward and will sleep when they are sleepy.
She pulled off the jingling hairpin and looked at the shining jewels inlaid on it, lost in thought for a moment, then put it into her dressing box like a treasure.
She tore off the complicated cloak on her body, and slowly took off her skirt and middle garment, until only her underwear was left on her body. She did not stop, as if she wanted to take off everything in one go.
Xie Yuting's fingers unconsciously stroked the jade pendant on his body, thinking about Aying's true identity. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Yueying taking off her clothes, and there was only a thin piece of cloth left on her body. How could this be tolerated?
He strode forward and stopped her from taking off her clothes. Jiang Yueying felt aggrieved again, thinking that the man in front of her was a bad guy who didn't let her do anything.
"I want to sleep." She huffed.
"You can sleep with it, but you can't take it off completely." Xie Yuting said with a smile.
Jiang Yueying stomped her feet: "Why? You can take it off if you want, don't be jealous of me!"
"Why should I be jealous of you? Because your skin is whiter and tenderer than mine?" Xie Yuting laughed angrily.
Jiang Yueying suddenly stopped and looked directly at Xie Yuting. The man in front of her had a handsome face, skin as white as jade and smooth as porcelain, without a single flaw on his face.
She honestly admitted: "Well, I shouldn't say that about you...you are also very fair and tender."
“…………”
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was completely choked. What did that mean? They were treating him like tofu?
Under Xie Yuting's soft and hard tactics, Jiang Yueying obediently got on the bed in her underwear and crawled into the quilt.
Seeing that the drunkard had finally quieted down, Xie Yuting breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the lights and went to bed. As usual, he picked up the long pillow and placed it between the two of them, so as not to cross the line between them.
Before he could close his eyes, he heard a noise beside him. Jiang Yueying suddenly lay on the long pillow in the middle, leaned over half of her head, and said drunkenly: "Hey, why do you need to put a pillow there..."
"Because we have to sleep separately."
"Why separate? Our bed is big enough to accommodate four or five people."
"If you keep chattering, I'll throw you off the bed." Xie Yuting threatened with a sneer.
"I'm not afraid," Jiang Yueying said confidently, "I can fly."
"Pull out your hair."
Jiang Yueying immediately shrank her head, lay back in the quilt and stopped making any sound. She hugged her arms before closing her eyes, fearing that the man would pull her wings after she fell asleep.
The night was as black as ink, and the slanting moonlight illuminated the embroidered screen. It was quiet and silent, and the shallow breathing of the two people filled the room.
In the darkness, Xie Yuting tossed and turned.
Too many things happened today and they were too complicated. He needed to sort them out carefully.
I thought the little princess next to me was a fake pretending to be Princess Anyi, but her face was real. Are there people in this world who look exactly like her?
Xie Yuting almost suspected that the person in the Jiang Kingdom Palace was a substitute.
It was not until she said "Aying is also a princess" that Xie Yuting vaguely found the idea. Of course there are people who are exactly the same in this world, such as twins. Some twins are difficult for even their biological parents to tell the difference between them.
However, there was only one Princess Anyi in the Kingdom of Jiang. She was raised by Emperor Jiang and treated like a treasure. It was never heard that she had any biological sisters.
Just looking at Ah Ying's hands covered with chilblains, you can tell that she must have had a hard time these years.
If Emperor Jiang really had two daughters, why would he pamper one and neglect the other? No, more than just neglecting her, he never even announced his other daughter to the world, as if he wanted to completely erase her existence.
Xie Yuting was puzzled and decided to find someone to continue investigating in the Jiang Kingdom Palace tomorrow, determined to get to the bottom of the matter.
As for this fake Crown Princess, although she is not the real Princess Anyi, she is still a princess and quite cute, so it would be okay to keep her for a few more days.
After a day of hard work, Xie Yuting was exhausted and slowly closed his eyes.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in my ears, the sound was close at hand and gradually approaching.
Hot breath brushed my face.
Xie Yuting opened his eyes abruptly, meeting a beautiful, charming face. Jiang Yueying had slipped out from under his pillow at some point, acting like a thief, not daring to make any noise. After being caught, she was slightly startled, her mouth opening but remaining silent.
Although it was dark around, Xie Yuting could clearly see the confusion in the girl's eyes. It was obvious that she was still drunk.
Xie Yuting simply ignored her. If she crossed the line, she crossed the line. As long as she didn't make any noise, it was fine.
He closed his eyes and continued to sleep, but unexpectedly, he felt a ball of soft cotton in his arms. Jiang Yueying snuggled up in front of him.
The fragrance of osmanthus mixed with the aroma of wine made people dizzy. The girl was only wearing a thin inner garment. Her arms as smooth as cream were placed on his waist. She used her head to dig a small space in front of him and rested it on his chest to sleep.
Like a little bird that has found its nest, it closes its eyes peacefully.
Xie Yuting grabbed her ear and asked, "Who allowed you to sleep in my arms?"
Her hair was tangled in front of her forehead, outlining her messy beauty. She looked up blankly and whispered, "Warm."
After saying this, she lay motionless in his arms, leaving Xie Yuting with only a furry back of her head.
I really owe you.
Xie Yuting had no choice but to force himself to close his eyes and fall asleep. As for the person in his arms, he had already persuaded her, and the remaining consequences would be borne by the little princess after she woke up.
The moon is shrouded in mist, and the night wind lingers among the clouds.
The earth is silent and all things are sleeping peacefully.
The next morning, a faint morning light shone into Nanyuan's bedroom, bathing the window lattices in golden light. A bird landed on the lattice and chirped.
Jiang Yueying woke up from a deep sleep. She was drowsy due to the hangover. She opened her sleepy eyes and found that her hands were resting on the strong waist and abdomen... The outline of this figure seemed to be a man.
Her eyes suddenly widened, and when she looked up, she saw the familiar pure white undergarment, the collar of which was slightly open, revealing a broad chest. Looking up again, she saw the man's protruding Adam's apple and smooth jawline.
The air suddenly froze, Jiang Yueying's breathing stopped, and she felt like she must be dreaming.
Otherwise, how could I wake up and find myself in Xie Yuting's arms?
Jiang Yueying's face was in a daze, and she quickly searched her brain for everything that happened yesterday. She remembered that in order to avoid making a fool of herself at the palace banquet, she secretly went to Huanbo Tower to practice her drinking capacity. She ordered the most famous Chunhua Wine and listened to the storyteller while drinking.
The storytelling was very exciting and the wine became more and more drunk.
Gradually, a feeling of confusion and drunkenness arises.
The last memory she had was... it seemed like Qingge was saying something to her.
I don't remember the rest.
So why was she in Xie Yuting's arms? Didn't she ask Qingge to knock her out and take her back to the East Palace? No, she was indeed in the East Palace now.
Could it be that Xie Yuting took advantage of her unconsciousness and did something unscrupulous to her?
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Her face was filled with panic as she hurriedly checked her body for any marks. She lowered her head and searched around. Her skin was smooth and delicate, with no suspicious marks. Apart from the tiredness from a hangover, she felt no soreness on her body.
I breathed a sigh of relief, luckily nothing happened.
"Little Princess, why are you so panicked?"
Jiang Yueying was startled when she heard the lazy voice. She looked up and found that Xie Yuting was looking at her with his head tilted, his eyes full of ridicule.
Xie Yuting usually gets up early, and Jiang Yueying is too lazy to pay attention to him, so he has never carefully observed how she gets up in the morning.
Now the two were only a palm's length apart, close enough to see each other's eyelashes.
The man's eyebrows were slightly raised, his peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and there was a lingering blush at the corners of his eyes and cheeks, adding a touch of romantic and unrestrained charm to his already handsome face, not to mention that his collar was wide open, the folds of fabric piled up on the side, revealing a large area of his chest, as if he was deliberately seducing people.
Jiang Yueying's breathing stopped instantly.
Even though she was not a lustful person, she was still captivated by the Crown Prince's charming appearance.
However, I always feel that Xie Yuting's eyes are malicious...
In bed, she clenched her fingers, her mind full of what to do, what exactly happened last night, should she curse?
"Xie Yuting, please explain it to me clearly." She raised her voice and decided to take the initiative.
Xie Yuting smiled and frowned: "Princess, why are you so disloyal? You insisted on pestering me last night and I couldn't get rid of you."
"..." Jiang Yueying widened her eyes, unable to believe that she could do such a shameless thing while drunk. She forced herself to refute, "What nonsense are you talking about? Will I pester you?"
"Otherwise you would lie in my arms?"
"You must have done this on purpose while I was drunk and asleep!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Yuting suddenly lay down and laughed, laughing so hard that he was out of breath, as if he was sick.
Jiang Yueying was confused and stared at him with wide eyes: "What are you laughing at when you talk?"
"Little Princess, I personally went to Huanbo Tower to pick you up yesterday. You weren't asleep when I came back, and you kept pestering me all the way. If you don't believe me, go out and ask Qingge."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueying's heart collapsed.
It's impossible, impossible. Jiang Yueying's body was shaking, and her drunken memories were covered with a mist. The more she tried to disperse it, the denser the mist became, and not a single breath of wind could get through.
No matter how hard I try to recall, my mind is filled with blurry scenes and I can't remember anything.
It was impossible for Xie Yuting to refute her with something that could be verified, so... would she really do something as stupid as pestering Xie Yuting?
"Why don't you stay away from me!" Jiang Yueying wanted to cry but had no tears.
"A beauty throws herself into my arms, why should I refuse?" Xie Yuting raised an eyebrow, looking quite playful. "Besides, we are a legitimate couple, so a hug is not a big deal."
Jiang Yueying was completely dejected.
She had been kept in the cold palace since she was a child. Due to the teachings of her wet nurse, she never dared to contact people easily, so she thought she was not a clingy person. She was just drunk, so why would she cling to others?
He couldn't help but feel lucky that it wasn't at a palace banquet, otherwise it would have been so embarrassing.
After feeling embarrassed and angry, Jiang Yueying belatedly remembered something: she was drunk last night and had been fooling around with Xie Yuting for most of the night. Would she let slip her secret identity?
Her face turned pale instantly. She glanced at Xie Yuting secretly, trying to find clues from his face, only to see that a certain Prince yawned lazily, closed his eyes, lay back on the couch, and fell asleep again.
“…………”
It seems that nothing has been revealed, Jiang Yueying is at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
She kicked him lightly: "What else happened last night?"
Xie Yuting hugged the pillow, too sleepy to open his eyes. "You're still chirping like a bird."
What the hell?
It was so outrageous that Jiang Yueying suspected she had misheard. She asked again, not believing it, but Xie Yuting still refused to change his words and insisted that she was imitating bird calls.
Imitating bird calls? Jiang Yueying suspected that she was still drunk.
She insisted that Xie Yuting was playing tricks on her, and finally the Crown Prince swore to heaven that if what he said was true, he would never be able to eat fresh grapes again.
What kind of curse was this? What was so delicious about broken grapes? Jiang Yueying was so angry that she decided to go out and find out for herself.
She quickly got up and dressed, tidying up her clothes. As soon as she stepped out of the room, Qing Ge came towards her.
Jiang Yueying seemed to have seen a savior. She grabbed Qing Ge's arm and pulled her to a secluded place. She asked cautiously, "Why did Xie Yuting go to Huanbo Tower yesterday?"
Qing Ge had dark circles under her eyes, clearly having not slept all night. Her voice was hoarse: "I didn't know that before I could knock you out, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince barged in..."
"I'm not talking nonsense, am I?"
"No..." Qing Ge didn't knock her out in time, and since he felt guilty, he had to choose his words carefully, "You didn't speak human language."
"ah?"
Qing Ge closed his eyes and said, "You have been imitating bird calls."
Jiang Yueying's legs went weak and she almost fell down.
That guy was not lying, she really imitated the bird's call for the whole night!
A thick crimson stained the girl's cheeks, burning from her head to her ears. Jiang Yueying looked like a bird that had been plucked out of its feathers and cooked in a pot, her whole body frighteningly red.
Smoke continued to rise above her head, and golden stars flashed in front of Jiang Yueying's eyes.
I feel dizzy and can't get through the day.
Seeing this, Qing Ge comforted him, "At least your identity hasn't been exposed."
"Hey, what are the master and servant whispering about?"
A frivolous voice suddenly came down, and the two were startled. They turned their heads at the same time and found that Xie Yuting was standing behind them at some point.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had his black hair draped over his shoulders without a crown. He was half leaning against the wall, nonchalantly waving the gold-sprinkled folding fan in his hand.
Why did this guy walk without making any sound? Both the master and the servant thought of this at the same time.
Qing Ge quickly retreated, leaving Jiang Yueying alone.
"Have you found out, little princess?"
Jiang Yueying was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her eyes. When she thought about how humiliated she was in front of this person last night, she wanted to find a lake and jump into it.
She pretended to be calm: "If you dare to go out and say something, you're dead."
Little did she know that the girl's blushing face and harsh words made her even easier to bully in the eyes of a certain prince.
Xie Yuting knew the principle of knowing when to quit, so he stopped teasing and turned to business.
There were less than ten days left before Emperor Liang's birthday banquet, so they had to discuss the gift for the Eastern Palace as soon as possible. The two of them walked side by side, discussing the matter while strolling around the mansion.
A gentle breeze blew, lifting the hems of their clothes.
Jiang Yueying never celebrated her birthday, but she once secretly witnessed Princess Anyi's birthday banquet.
When she was fifteen, she covered her face with a veil and wandered outside the princess's palace as a little palace maid. In front of her were guests coming and going. Everyone had a happy face, spoke flowery congratulations, and held expensive and exquisite gifts in their hands.
Everyone wants to curry favor with the most noble princess of Jiang Kingdom.
After the court session, the luxurious sedan chair landed in front of the princess's palace.
From afar, she saw the bright yellow dragon robe, the brisk steps, and the joyful back. Although she could not see the dragon's face clearly, she could imagine the kind and doting smile of Emperor Jiang.
That day she secretly peeked outside the palace until nightfall. The guests had not yet left, and the lively sound of stringed instruments and orchestras could be heard in the palace.
The singing and dancing continued all night long.
Princess Anyi's birthday banquet was grand and splendid, but no one knew that it was also her, Jiang Yueying's birthday.
"So what should I give you?" Xie Yuting came closer.
Jiang Yueying suddenly came back to her senses, blinked to hide her frustration, and thought seriously for a moment: "Don't you know what my father likes?"
Xie Yuting scoffed: "Father likes the second and third brothers. How about I tie up the two brothers, dress them up in all sorts of festoons and present them to Father?"
“…”
"Does the emperor like them because of the concubine?"
The second prince and the third prince were both born to the imperial concubine, and the emperor never concealed his love for them.
"Who knows? Father always says, overtly or covertly, that the Imperial Concubine is gentle and considerate, while the Empress is all about violence and violence, and behaves unruly and unruly." Xie Yuting's smile didn't reach his eyes. "Oh, who told him to ask for my mother's hand in marriage? Didn't he know my mother's temperament at that time?"
His expression was cold for a moment, but then it disappeared. He smiled and said, "I just think my mother is great. She is heroic and invincible."
Jiang Yueying thought silently, it seems that Xie Yuting will like women who are decisive and ruthless in the future.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it," Xie Yuting said nonchalantly, "Anyway, no matter what we give him, it won't suit his father's taste, so let's just pick something cheap."
"It would be better to save some money and buy me two more sets of clothes."
Jiang Yueying sighed, finally understanding why Xie Yuting wrote the word "longevity" every year. It didn't cost any money and he could even use ugly characters to piss off Emperor Liang to death. Why not kill two birds with one stone?
"No, you are the crown prince, you can't be so stingy."
"At worst, I can give the money I earned from gambling a few days ago to my father to celebrate his birthday."
"Is visiting a gambling house something to be proud of?"
"I will give the sword to my father."
"Stop showing off that fancy sword."
"This won't work, and that won't work either," Xie Yuting said, crossing his arms. "Then you can think about it slowly."
Just as she was feeling melancholy, Jiang Yueying suddenly sensed something was wrong. The servants passing by were looking at them with strange eyes, as if they were watching a spectacle.
Um?
Jiang Yueying blinked blankly.
"Is there something wrong with me? Why are they looking at me so strangely?"
Xie Yuting took a quick glance and explained, "Yesterday you were drunk and kept hugging me. The entire East Palace saw it."
The entire East Palace? !
Jiang Yueying almost fainted again.
"Don't worry, they'll just think we're getting along."
“Who wants to have a good relationship with you.”
Jiang Yueying walked away quickly, and the person behind her immediately caught up with her, walking close to her affectionately, with her peach blossom eyes curved and her voice clear and melodious: "Little Princess, don't be so heartless."
"Don't bother me." He quickened his pace.
"After all, we exchanged secrets last night. Just because you don't remember, we can't just pretend nothing happened, right?"
She paused, wondering: "What secret?"
Xie Yuting gently closed his folding fan, lifted her chin with the handle, and said with a half-smile on his lips: "A Ying."
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