The two of them lay back under the quilt.

Jiang Muyu was completely sleepless and just lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling above in a daze.

After a long time, someone next to me suddenly asked, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

She remained motionless and just asked him, "I just said I wanted a divorce, why didn't you use the child to keep me?"

He was silent for a moment, then said, "It's not that I haven't thought about it, but... I think you are an independent person. Even as a mother, you shouldn't be bound by your children. They are also my children. I can't use them to kidnap you."

Jiang Muyu admitted that he was moved for a moment.

But she thought about it and frowned: "But isn't it also kidnapping that you used your miserable experience to gain sympathy?"

"I'm different." Liang Qingchen turned sideways, facing her, and said, "I'm just betting on your care for me."

"Alas - that was a mistake."

She felt a little annoyed. She had always told herself not to fall in love, but who can control love?

Even the pure-hearted Tang Monk could not help but develop feelings for the Queen of the Kingdom of Women. Moreover, she and Liang Qingchen were together day and night, sleeping in the same bed, so how could such a vulgar person like her remain completely unmoved?

His warm palm gently wrapped her small hand under the brocade quilt: "Zhao Zhao, even if you divorce me, I will cling to you endlessly. Even if you think I am biased or selfish, I will never let you go in this life, even until I die."

Jiang Muyu finally turned her head to look at him, but it was pitch black all around. Even though her eyes had adapted to the darkness for a long time, she still couldn't see clearly. She just felt that his eyes were surprisingly bright, and the way he looked at her was like a jackal hunting at night, staring at its prey within reach, with great determination.

Her heart sank, and for the first time she felt his strong and somewhat perverted possessiveness towards her.

The two of them stared at each other in the dark for a long time, and Jiang Muyu looked away first, "You... why..."

Halfway through her speech, she suddenly didn't know where to start.

Liang Qingchen moved closer to her, resting his chin lightly on her shoulder, and said in a low and hoarse voice with an inexplicable sadness: "Because we are destined to be entangled to the end. It was you who clearly said that we were destined to be together, how could you forget it..."

Jiang Muyu was stunned and thought, "When did I ever say something like this?"

But what he said sounded so sincere, it didn't seem like he was lying to her. Looking back on those strange fragments from before, she thought, maybe she really had known him at some point in time, but for some reason she had forgotten it?

Seeing that she had been ignoring him, Liang Qingchen thought she had fallen asleep, but when he went over to take a look, he found that her eyes were as wide as bells.

She was awake but didn't want to talk to him! He suddenly felt a little unhappy, and like a child deliberately trying to attract attention, he leaned over and bit her collarbone hard.

Jiang Muyu sucked in a breath of cold air in pain. She pushed his head but failed. His teeth rubbed against her collarbone until she felt like a layer of skin was about to peel off. She angrily cursed, "What are you doing? Are you a dog?"

Liang Qingchen controlled the strength of his bite and did not want to break her skin, only leaving a circle of obvious teeth marks on her collarbone.

He raised his head and smiled brightly: "Woof woof."

Jiang Muyu was stunned for a moment, and when she reacted, she couldn't help but curl her lips and said angrily: "How childish."

"I just want you to pay attention to me."

"You bit me just because I ignored you? Can't you, as a prince, do something an adult should do?"

"Oh." He curled the corners of his lips, then turned over, straddled his long legs, and pressed on top of her again.

Jiang Muyu was shocked: "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you ask me to do something adult-like?"

"That's not what I meant. I meant..."

He covered her mouth with his hand and said, "I don't want to hear it."

He lowered his head, and gently kissed her lips with his cool lips through his palm, then let go of her hand.

Before Jiang Muyu could say anything, he suddenly deflated like a ball, lying on top of her and rubbing her legs, "Zhao Zhao, I feel uncomfortable."

His tone was aggrieved, as if his confession was rejected.

How could there be such a person in this world? He has done all kinds of good and bad things, and in the end he still has to beg for mercy and love?

Jiang Muyu hated himself for being so damn soft-hearted.

There's no way, who makes him do a really good job.

…

The next day, Jiang Muyu stayed in bed and didn't want to get up. Yun Ping urged him several times but it was no use.

She slept until noon.

God knows she didn't go to bed until almost 5 a.m. this morning.

I have to sigh again, Liang Qingchen's energy is really too strong. They are both almost 30 years old, and he is one year older than her in terms of physical age. But he can actually get up in half an hour after finishing the work, while she was directly fucked to death.

"It's incomparable." She sighed sincerely as she looked at the woman in the mirror who was still exhausted even after sleeping for a long time.

Yun Ping brought her some hot water, muttering, "Your Highness loves to stay in bed even more. The prince has already returned from court, but you just got up. Lady Xie and Lady Wu have come three times but haven't seen you. I wonder what they will do to you in private later."

"What are they doing here?"

"The bride should come to pay her respects to the princess when she enters the palace."

Jiang Muyu yawned lazily, "Let them arrange it however they want. They are just two decorations, and one of them is already rotten."

Yun Ping was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

She stood up, pinched Yun Ping's round face, and said with a smile: "Be good, don't listen to anything inappropriate."

Yun Ping felt that although the princess was smiling, her eyes were cold, and she dared not say anything more.

After Jiang Muyu finished washing up, a maid who was responsible for doing her makeup came to serve her.

If Yun Xuanruo had no intention of harming her, then she was indeed a rare talent. Not only was she thoughtful, she was also proficient in medicine, writing, and dressing. She was truly an all-rounder.

After finishing her makeup, she went straight to lunch.

Not long after, Wu Lianxu and Xie Mio came again.

Jiang Muyu had just eaten half his meal, so he asked someone to clear the dishes and asked Yunping to bring them in.

According to the rules, a concubine must come to pay her respects and offer tea to the wife early in the morning on the second day after entering the mansion.

Jiang Muyu sat at the head of the table, watching Wu Lianxu and Xie Mio, who had their hair done in buns, walking towards him.

When Wu Lianxu stepped over the threshold, he frowned and paused for a moment, then let out a soft "hiss".

The guards at the door and the maids inside the house all looked down at the ground. Everyone knew why she reacted this way, and they all said, "The prince is too reckless."

Only Jiang Muyu was amused, and laughed out loud without hesitation: "Haha...Mrs. Wu really suffered this night."

Wu Lianxu's face turned pale. He tried to remain calm and stammered, "No... not bitter..."