Chapter 6: Eavesdropping on clothes that can't be torn, they are very expensive
This was the first time Jiang Yueying wanted to kill someone.
From the time she got married until now, she didn't know how many times Xie Yuting had fooled her.
If Xie Yuting hadn't drugged her, why was she so weak all over, with her legs and feet so limp? She caught a glimpse of the moon-silver wine glass on the table, and after a moment's concentration, Jiang Yueying suddenly realized it was because of the wine.
I'd never drunk alcohol before, so I didn't know how much I could drink, so I mistook being drunk for being drugged...
Damn it, will Xie Yuting see through the clues?
Jiang Yueying's heart rose to her throat again.
"Your Highness, you're so easily fooled. You believe everything I say," Xie Yuting said with a smile. "It shows that no one in the Jiang Kingdom Palace dares to lie to you. Being the apple of your eye, the apple of your eye, is truly enviable."
The taut string relaxes slightly.
Jiang Yueying raised her eyebrows and said sternly, "I advise you not to be so foolish. I will never consummate our marriage with you. If you insist on doing so, and word gets out about a brawl on the wedding night in the East Palace, it will be embarrassing for both you and me."
The door panel behind her made her back ache, so she straightened her chest and head slightly and stood up straighter.
"If it affects the peace between the two countries, you know the consequences."
Jiang Yueying tried to reason with the prince who didn't understand what she was saying. Even if this guy was a jerk, he should understand that royal marriages involved many things. The two countries had finally reached a ceasefire. If they started fighting again, more than tens of millions of lives would be harmed.
"If this angers our father, will you still be able to keep your position as Crown Prince?"
She took out her trump card and looked at Xie Yuting sternly.
Xie Yuting pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled cheerfully: "Princess, why are you so harsh? Someone who doesn't know me would think I'm just trying to get close to you."
"I don't have any woman I want. Do you really think I must have you?"
After saying this, he stepped back from Jiang Yueying and swaggered towards the bed.
After that person left, the faint scent of ginkgo disappeared. Jiang Yueying was able to take a breath and raised her hand to wipe away the few drops of sweat from her temples due to nervousness.
Fortunately, Xie Yuting did not use any tough measures, otherwise she really would not be able to cope with it.
Xie Yuting turned his back to her, lay on the couch and felt around, then took out a snow-white handkerchief from the center of the couch and shook it in his hand.
Jiang Yueying was extremely embarrassed and said fiercely: "What are you touching!" How could someone wave it around so carelessly? It's so shameless.
"Someone will come to inspect this thing tomorrow. Princess, have you thought about how to deal with it?"
acceptance?
Jiang Yueying was slightly stunned. There were many unwritten rules for royal marriages. For ordinary couples, as long as the couple knew about it, it would be fine if the couple had a bloody discharge on their wedding night. However, the royal family would not allow any carelessness. There would be special people to check the bloody handkerchief on the wedding night.
Fortunately, Xie Yuting reminded me, otherwise I would be in trouble tomorrow.
But where can she get her period?
Seeing her serious expression, Xie Yuting carefully admired Princess Jiang's gloomy face, then said with a smile: "I have a dagger that can cut hair. Why don't you cut a little blood from your fingertips to make up for it?"
Jiang Yueying frowned slightly.
"Why don't you cut it?"
"I'm afraid of pain." Xie Yuting said confidently.
“…”
What's there to be proud of if you're afraid of pain? Are you afraid that others don't know that you, Xie Yuting, are a useless prince?
After struggling, Jiang Yueying chose to compromise. She couldn't beat Xie Yuting, and it was impossible for her to make him bleed. If she wanted to fool him, she could only do it herself.
But she is also afraid of pain...
Jiang Yueying came to Xie Yuting and held out her hand with a cold face: "Give me the dagger."
Xie Yuting rummaged through his body for a long time and pulled out a towel.
The towel was exactly the same as the one on the bed, except that it was stained with red blood, which was particularly clear on the snow-white towel.
Xie Yuting replaced the two handkerchiefs and hid the clean one.
Jiang Yueying opened her eyes wide in surprise.
"This is sheep's blood." Xie Yuting explained with a smile.
So Xie Yuting had already made preparations and had no intention of consummating their marriage? Then, was he just teasing her tonight by climbing through the window, flirting with her, and even tricking her into drinking and drugging her?
"Thank you, Yuting!" Jiang Yueying spoke each word clearly, with her hands on her hips.
How could someone in the world be so evil?
Jiang Yueying considered herself to be a good-tempered person, but now she couldn't help but want to punch him twice to vent her anger.
Just as he was about to explode, he suddenly heard a sound of something sliding outside the window.
Jiang Yueying shrank her shoulders.
Xie Yuting was quick to cover Jiang Yueying's mouth and press her down on the bed.
His palm pressed against the soft lips, and the girl under his hand opened her eyes wide and struggled desperately. The gorgeous pearls on her head slipped off inadvertently, and her hair became messy, like a frightened little sparrow.
A pair of dark eyes that were surprisingly bright.
Jiang Yueying wanted to raise her foot to kick someone, but she had no strength.
Xie Yuting leaned over, and Jiang Yueying struggled even more violently, until he leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Shh, the emperor has sent someone to eavesdrop. If you don't want to be exposed, don't move."
Hearing this, Jiang Yueying really calmed down.
She frowned, and Xie Yuting immediately loosened his palm to allow her to breathe freely.
The room fell into silence. The two held their breath. The rustling sounds outside the window became clearer and clearer, as if someone was squatting under the window.
The autumn wind blew into the house along the curling grass-patterned window lattices, and the light-blocking bead curtains jingled, like rippling green water.
Xie Yuting whispered a reminder: "Hurry up and yell twice to send them away."
Why should I be the one to deal with it?
"?" Jiang Yueying breathed rapidly and suppressed her voice, "I won't."
Xie Yuting frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then looked very understanding and taught seriously: "Just moan and scream in pain, okay?"
"Why should I shout? Why not you?" Jiang Yueying deliberately went against him.
"Have you ever seen a man cry out in pain on his wedding night?"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise and powerful, and he is certainly different from ordinary people."
Xie Yuting: "..."
Neither of them wanted to give in, and they kept staring at each other.
There was a rustling sound of leaves in the wind outside the window.
The strange sound was hidden in the wind.
Xie Yuting reached out and pinched her lips, pressing them and saying, "Hurry up."
Jiang Yueying was not used to being so close to others, let alone having her mouth pinched. As the saying goes, even a rabbit will bite when it is angry. She could no longer bear it, and while Xie Yuting was not paying attention, she gathered all her strength and twisted his arm.
Zi.
The flexible forearm muscles feel loose and elastic when pinched.
Xie Yuting screamed and gasped for breath, "It hurts, it hurts...!"
The sudden scream frightened Jiang Yueying so much that she shuddered.
Jiang Yueying took the opportunity to break free from his embrace and sat up from the couch. A certain prince was still lying on the bed, howling in pain, as if he was being abused.
Hearing the other party's exaggerated movements, Jiang Yueying couldn't help but wonder if it really hurt that much. The Prince of Liang was so delicate that he couldn't even bear being pinched.
She glanced quietly at the window and saw the shadows of the trees swaying outside, even more violently than when the wind blew before.
The eavesdropper hasn't left yet.
"Princess, how could you force yourself on me?"
"Although this prince is extremely handsome, you can't be so fierce and fierce..."
"Don't tear the clothes. They're very expensive..."
“Oh…no, no, no!”
Xie Yuting lay on the couch, humming and weaving a bunch of stories, panting a few times as he spoke, and banging his pillow a few times. He didn't know how long it took, until his mouth was dry and his tongue was parched, and the person eavesdropping outside the window finally left.
After the storm subsided, Jiang Yueying couldn't help but admire Xie Yuting. She could even spend her wedding night with herself, and the group of idiots who eavesdropped actually believed it.
If anyone says Xie Yuting is a fool, she will be the first to disagree.
"Your Highness, can't you cooperate with me? If it weren't for my intelligence, I would have been exposed just now." Xie Yuting's voice was a little hoarse. He sat up from the couch and went to her to question her.
Jiang Yueying felt a little guilty. It wasn't that she didn't want to cooperate, but she really didn't know how to do it. How could a woman who had lived in seclusion for so long understand these shameless things...
But this Xie Yuting, worthy of being a playboy who has been hanging out in brothels for many years, has a lot of words to say.
Cheeky stuff.
"I don't want to bother with you." Jiang Yueying held her composure and raised her chin.
"Little princess, you really have a bad temper."
"Oh, do you think you're good?"
Xie Yuting shrugged: "This prince is unparalleled in the world, so naturally everything about him is good."
Tsk, Jiang Yueying rolled her eyes.
Xie Yuting slowly began to tidy up the messy bed. He had just wrinkled the quilt for the show. The mandarin ducks embroidered on the quilt were lifelike, and the rippling folds were like water waves, making the embroidery more vivid.
What a pity for such good embroidery.
Everything returned to silence. Jiang Yueying looked around and observed the bedroom environment.
The bed was hung with red silk. When the red silk was removed tomorrow, only the flowing crimson gauze bed curtains would remain. The top of the bed was hung with colorful tassels, and on the outside was a long green pearl curtain. The curtain swayed in the wind, creating a hazy scene.
Beyond the beaded curtain is a small couch and a half-sized inlaid screen. Next to the screen is a treasure chest filled with jade vases and enameled porcelain.
In the center is a round table decorated with purple elm leaves, at the bottom of which is a three-legged incense burner with coiled dragon patterns, from which curls of smoke rise.
Jiang Yueying had never seen these things in the cold palace.
Jiang Yueying's eyes involuntarily fell on the small couch behind the screen, and she thought to herself that the small couch could also be used for sleeping.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the small couch, which was not very wide. The couch was made of golden nanmu wood and was covered with flat cushions. The two ends were very long, so a tall person like Xie Yuting could sleep on it without having to stretch his legs.
"It's just a show, why don't you sleep there tonight?" She pointed to the small couch not far away.
Xie Yuting glanced at her and said coldly, "I don't like sleeping in cramped places. If the princess likes, she can sleep by herself."
"You dare to sleep in the same bed with me, aren't you afraid that I will strangle you to death in the middle of the night?" Jiang Yueying said in a fierce tone.
"If you want to start a war between the two countries, you can try."
Xie Yuting curled the corners of his lips, pulled open his front to reveal his neck, and raised his eyebrows nonchalantly: "Do you want to pinch me, little princess?"
brazen.
Jiang Yueying immediately stretched out her hand and pretended to strangle him.
Unexpectedly, Xie Yuting grabbed her wrist, which was like an iron clamp and she couldn't get away.
Xie Yuting raised the corner of his lips and was about to tease, but suddenly his eyes moved down and fell on Jiang Yueying's hand.
Her hands were as white as jade, but there were many flaws on the white jade for no reason, making it look bumpy.
"Why is there a wound on your hand?" Xie Yuting's eyes darkened.
In an instant, Jiang Yueying's pupils constricted and she broke out in a cold sweat.
This is not a wound, but frostbite left by drawing well water to wash clothes in the cold winter. Princess Anyi, who has a delicate body, cannot have frostbite on her hands.
Xie Yuting moved closer: "Why aren't you talking?"
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