Jiang Jiaojiao felt as if she were having a wonderfully sweet dream.
In her dream, she flirted with a young man who was like a little lamb, and that young man was really handsome!
She was even more handsome than Baoyu. In his previous life, Baoyu was the top courtesan of Qingfeng Pavilion for many years, until he had to give himself to that person to repay Jiang Xue for saving his life, and was tortured to death.
After death, he became a ghost, almost causing a riot in the ghost world. Even the King of Hell was alarmed and personally took him to be reincarnated.
But that face... the more I look at it, the more it looks like the Seventh Prince?
But his demeanor was completely different from the Seventh Prince's elegant and noble air. His eyes were charming, and his face was flushed with shyness, as if he were a male prostitute being harassed by a customer in Qingfeng Pavilion. His posture was delicate and charming, making people feel sorry for him.
If she were to wear women's clothing, she would look like a fairy descended from heaven.
That's exactly what Jiang Jiaojiao did in her dream. She stripped the person of their clothes, forced them to change into women's clothing, and even made them dance a song.
Tsk tsk tsk...
Jiang Jiaojiao smacked her lips in lingering pleasure, when suddenly she felt a cool, moist sensation on her lips and slowly opened her eyes.
It catches the eye.
A pair of bright, almond-shaped eyes, exactly the same as in my dream!
Close your eyes, open your eyes, and you're still there.
Jiang Jiaojiao was so frightened that she rolled over and stared wide-eyed at the screen. It wasn't a dream!
The person in bed is indeed the Seventh Prince...
My mind went blank, and I blurted out, "Reborn again?"
Have we gone back to that day of climbing into bed?
Li Yan was taken aback, a strange look flashing in her eyes. "What did Jiao Jiao say... about rebirth?"
As she spoke, she slowly rose, the silk quilt slipping down to reveal a chest as white as jade, with two red spots on it, even more alluring than in her dream.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh—"
Jiang Jiaojiao let out a scream, her mind racing, but her brain finally regained a sliver of rationality after his question.
No, no, no!
No rebirth!
The scene of her drunkenness in the Dream of the Red Chamber last night instantly flashed into my mind. So she was drunk?
Her drinking manners are absolutely terrible!
She must never drink too much again, especially in front of him. Even when she's sober, she can't control herself around him, so she'll just run wild when she's drunk.
His gaze fell upon a woman's dance costume among the scattered clothes on the ground. His blood rushed to his head, his nose felt hot, and blood flowed from both nostrils.
"Jiaojiao...Jiaojiao, you're bleeding!"
Li Yan straightened his clothes, a hint of embarrassment and awkwardness appearing on his face. He coughed lightly twice. "Ahem," he glanced at the other person guiltily. He... he didn't mean it!
A Yuan and A Xiang, who had come in to serve Jiang Jiaojiao after hearing her screams, stopped in their tracks upon hearing the Seventh Prince's lewd words, unsure whether to leave or not.
They were kicked out by the young lady last night and spent the whole night guarding the door.
I have no idea what kind of chaos had broken out inside. Fortunately, it was already late when I returned home, and no one saw me. Otherwise, who knows what rumors would have spread today.
You should know that just yesterday, when the Thirteenth Young Master escorted Miss Yuan back to the Yuan residence, he almost didn't make it out.
I heard that early this morning, Madam Yuan took the best matchmaker in the capital to propose marriage.
"Quick...quickly get a handkerchief?"
Jiang Jiaojiao covered her nose and called the person in. A Yuan and A Xiang were so frightened that they quickly wrung out a cool cloth and applied it to their faces.
Jiang Jiaojiao felt a chill run down her spine.
The nosebleed stopped, and my mind became completely clear.
She looked at Li Yan, her face flushed, "I...I'm sorry, last night I...I was really drunk, I didn't mean to."
"How will Jiaojiao compensate me?"
Her gentle voice rose slightly, adding a touch of allure, "Last night... I was a good girl, wasn't I?"
As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes to the dance costume on the ground.
Jiang Jiaojiao: "..."
How could she stand such a sound?
"Fine, fine, I've fallen for him," Jiang Jiaojiao resignedly asked, "How are you going to make it up to me?"
"Jiaojiao said she would take me horseback riding last time, is that alright today?"
Li Yan's face showed a hint of grievance.
It took Jiang Jiaojiao a while to realize which time he meant by "last time." Sure enough, it was still a drunken mistake. Seeing the aggrieved look on Li Yan's face, Jiang Jiaojiao immediately raised her hands in surrender, "Yes, yes, yes, we'll go today! Little Twelfth loves riding horses, and so does Fourth Sister..."
"But all I want is... to be with Jiaojiao."
Li Yan's voice grew increasingly aggrieved; he had never even gone on a trip alone with Jiao Jiao before.
Jiang Jiaojiao was taken aback.
A blush crept onto her round face. Just... just the two of them? Doesn't that mean they're on a date?
"I've never gone on a trip with Jiaojiao before, cough cough, it's all because of my body..."
"Go! Go right now!"
Jiang Jiaojiao wouldn't listen to these words. Without saying a word, she immediately ordered A Yuan and A Xiang to prepare a carriage. She didn't even have the nerve to tell her mother and sneaked out with Li Yan.
When Luo Twelve arrived happily, he learned that Jiao Jiao and the Seventh Prince had gone to Huangzhuang to ride horses without inviting him. He angrily cursed that Jiao Jiao had forgotten her friends for the sake of beauty, and turned to go to the Yuan residence to find the little crybaby, while also getting a glimpse of the Yuan family's gossip.
Imperial Manor in the suburbs.
As soon as Jiang Jiaojiao and Li Yan stepped off the carriage, the steward of the estate immediately came out to greet them with a smile.
"This old servant greets Your Highness and pays respects to the young lady and Your Highness."
The person in charge was a middle-aged man with a mustache.
He bowed low, extremely respectful, "This old servant has already had the hot spring pool in the horse farm cleaned up, just waiting for Your Highness and Miss to enjoy it."
"The horses in that horse farm are all fine steeds from the Western Regions, capable of traveling a thousand miles a day."
"And those hot spring pools are the best for nourishing the body."
The manager kept introducing things.
Jiang Jiaojiao and Li Yan followed them into the imperial estate.
Looking out from the gate, the buildings within the estate are arranged in a harmonious and magnificent manner. The architectural style is unique, ornate yet dignified, with every detail showcasing royal grandeur. The gardens are even more breathtaking, with a dazzling array of exotic flowers and plants vying for attention, making one feel as if they have entered a fairyland.
The garden also features an artificial hill with a pavilion atop it, offering panoramic views of the entire estate. The lake within the estate is crystal clear, its surface reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, creating a truly enchanting scene.
Beside the lake is a bamboo grove, shrouded in mist.
The manager explained that the hot spring pool was located in the bamboo forest. The hot spring pool was surrounded by the bamboo forest, forming a natural barrier, as if one were in a secluded fairyland.
The hot spring water is clear and transparent, steaming with rising heat, and a thin layer of water vapor floats on the surface, like a veil.
On the other side of the artificial hill is an incredibly spacious racetrack, resembling an endless grassland that stretches all the way to the hills at the edge of the field of vision. It is large enough to accommodate hundreds of horses running at the same time.
In the center of the racecourse stands a tall grandstand, from which one can overlook the entire racecourse.
They can gallop on horseback offstage or cheer and shout onstage.
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