This was the first time Jiang Yuyao saw Murong Ye like this.
She was also startled.
She thought Murong Ye was apologizing to her for Fan Shijie's rude provocation.
She shook her head and smiled indifferently.
"It's okay, I don't take it seriously."
Jiang Yuyao said this and took the lead, holding Jiang Tiantian and sitting in her seat.
She also heard what her younger sister had said before.
Compared to Murong Ye's helplessness.
Jiang Yuyao was no longer surprised by the fate she had encountered.
But she didn't expect that the person who ruined her reputation would be Fan Shijie.
It seems that she needs to be more careful in her future actions.
Murong Ye stammered, and finally sat down beside her.
But his eyes were glued to her from beginning to end.
As if he wanted to see her thoroughly enough.
[Wow, Prince brother-in-law, your eyes are too hot.]
[If you are in a hurry, go and ask Aunt Queen to get you engaged]
My eldest sister is very popular.
Jiang Tiantian is at the forefront of the sugar-eating trend, and her heart is filled with joy.
"Cough cough," Jiang Yuyao coughed suddenly, and her cheeks became hot.
"This loquat paste is delicious, would you like to try it?"
Jiang Yuyao tried to divert Murong Ye's attention.
Murong Ye turned his head, picked up the chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
Jiang Yuyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to grab the second piece.
Murong Ye, however, got there before her and took the whole plate away.
"It's too sweet. Eating it will make you fat."
Murong Ye lowered his eyes to explain, his gaze falling on Jiang Yuyao again.
He couldn't help but cough secretly.
"Look at you, you're almost as fat as a ball. You should eat less sweets in the future."
"..." Jiang Yuyao glanced at herself and rolled her eyes inwardly.
Hey, I confirmed it with my eyes, it's still that poisonous person
She has a slender and perfect figure, how can she be fat?
Seeing this interaction, Jiang Tiantian was so excited.
Ah! Prince Brother-in-law, you are so hypocritical.
[You're not worried about my elder sister getting fat]
[It’s clear that the eldest sister was told by the imperial physician not to indulge in sweets excessively, as this would affect her health.]
Jiang Yuyao smiled at Murong Ye when she heard the voice.
"It's just right. The doctor said I shouldn't eat too much sweets."
Murong Ye's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.
I'm used to the quarrels and awkwardness between them.
Such a peaceful atmosphere.
They look like a newlywed couple.
No one knew what he was thinking about, but an unnatural blush quietly crossed Murong Ye's cold and handsome face.
…
On the other side, Jiang Wanyue sat alone in the corner.
Compared to the liveliness of others, she seemed out of place.
Suddenly, a green figure came into view.
"Can I, can I sit here?"
The visitor seemed a little nervous.
Jiang Wanyue looked up and saw Ouyang Mingxu with his head down and a red face.
"Of course, please feel free to do so." Jiang Wanyue said.
"How are the whip wounds on your back?" Jiang Wanyue asked.
"It's okay. I've already applied medicine. The wound just looks scary. It doesn't hurt, actually."
Ouyang Mingxu was afraid that Jiang Wanyue would blame herself, so he hurried to explain.
Fugui, who was standing aside, thought to himself: How can you say it’s okay?
The doctor said that it will definitely leave scars.
However, when the prince heard that it would leave a scar, he became even more agitated.
Claiming that it was a testimony of their love.
The rich were completely speechless...
Jiang Wanyue nodded, and suddenly she unconsciously moved a little closer to Ouyang Mingxu.
She stared at his face for a moment, puzzled.
"You seem to blush easily. Why is that?"
"Could it be that the wound is infected and he has a fever?"
“It seems to be even redder now.”
Jiang Wanyue was a little worried.
He reached out and touched Ouyang Mingxu's forehead.
I don't have a fever...
She wondered.
Suddenly, something seemed to come to mind.
She came back to her senses and looked at Ouyang Mingxu suspiciously.
Could it be that it is just as my little sister said in her heart?
Is he pleased with himself?
Think about it carefully, when they studied state governance strategies together in the past.
His cheeks would turn red from time to time because of her unintentional approach or contact.
She had never noticed before.
Until today, I received guidance from my younger sister.
She was like someone who had been groping in the dark for a long time and finally found the light.
"Buzz~" I felt the touch of that cold little hand.
Ouyang Mingxu just felt like a cooked shrimp, his whole body red.
"I, it's hot, hot." Ouyang Mingxu explained stutteringly.
With one hand he pretended to try to fan himself, and with the other he poured tea.
Trying to ease your embarrassment.
Jiang Wanyue looked up at the sky in confusion.
It’s the coldest time of winter, the north wind is howling, is it hot?
After drinking another glass of fruit wine, Jiang Wanyue turned the glass slightly with her fingers, and her eyes fell on Ouyang Mingxu.
"Ouyang Mingxu, do you like me?" Jiang Wanyue went straight to the point.
The tone was so casual, as if asking, have you eaten?
"Cough, cough, cough!" Ouyang Mingxu choked on the tea that had just reached his mouth.
"No, no, no. I'm not."
He was so anxious that he waved his hands and explained hurriedly.
"So you don't like me?" Jiang Wanyue asked back.
"No, no." Ouyang Mingxu almost had the urge to bite off his tongue.
What did he just say?
Having been studying with Jiang Wanyue since childhood, he knew that she had a cold and direct personality.
If he said he didn't like her, she would never look at him again.
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