Chapter 709: I can't control myself when you get close to me
"Princess, you already have a prince, why do you want to provoke others?"
Liu Jiameng is also a straightforward person. If Jiang Wan dares to ask, she will tell the reason.
"Others?"
Jiang Wan's eyebrows twitched, and her mind quickly flashed through the men she had met since she came to Kyoto.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Jiang Wan asked, "Who are you talking about?"
"The Emperor said himself that he likes you!"
Liu Jiameng imagined herself risking everything to express her feelings to the emperor, and she was furious at the other party's cold expression when he rejected her.
"That's the love between a brother and sister. I treat the emperor as my younger brother and he treats me as his older sister."
Jiang Wan naturally didn't believe it. The emperor was young and his eyes were full of tears when he looked at her.
Where is the love between men and women?
"impossible."
Liu Jiameng didn't believe it, "He has so many sisters, you are not a big deal."
None of those sisters had a good ending.
"He grew up being bullied by those imperial sisters."
Jiang Wan looked at her seriously, "If it were you, would you treat those people as your sisters?"
Liu Jiameng froze in place, her mouth open blankly, "I...I don't know."
She was raised in a boudoir and knew little about these things.
What's more, the emperor was not outstanding before, and even his ministers often ignored him.
"Miss Liu, do you like the Eighth Prince who was once a prince, or the one who has become the emperor now?"
Jiang Wan's pointed words made Liu Jiameng's face turn pale. There was no doubt that she liked the emperor in bright yellow.
"I...I seldom saw him before."
"Although the emperor was not favored at that time, he would still attend all large banquets."
Jiang Wan sighed slightly, "I treated his face, and he wants to repay me. Why can't he be nice to me?"
Yes, the Eighth Prince wore a mask every day at that time.
Even if she had seen it, Liu Jiameng had long forgotten about it.
"You just like him because he is so popular now."
Jiang Wan ruthlessly exposed Liu Jiameng's fantasy. No one is born so handsome and has the right to do so.
Liu Jiameng's face turned pale. "It's not me. It's my father. My father and the others said that I will enter the palace in the future."
"Then you wait for the draft."
Jiang Wan knew the ambitions of every minister, but she would not allow others to bully her.
"Don't plot against me and the emperor anymore. After all, he is not someone you can offend."
After that, Jiang Wan said to the servant not far away: "Send Miss Liu out of the house."
"You...you're driving me away?"
Liu Jiameng felt a little embarrassed. If everyone knew that she was kicked out by the princess, would she still be able to survive in Kyoto?
"I'm not chasing you away. Everyone has left."
Jiang Wan twitched her lips speechlessly, "Are you still staying here with me?"
When Liu Jiameng took a look, she realized that Jiang Wan was right. The guests had already left.
She was the last one to leave because she went to the toilet.
"No thanks, Princess."
Liu Jiameng fled in panic, Jiang Wan returned with a basin of warm water, and Song Jiuyuan was already at the end of the painting.
The girl with a cool look stands among the winter plum blossoms, with snowflakes falling on her hair, creating a beautiful picture.
“It’s a nice painting.”
Jiang Wan was generous with her praise. She raised her hand, held his fingertips and washed them gently in warm water.
"Not as good as Wanwan."
Song Jiuyuan lowered his eyes and watched his ink-stained fingertips being washed clean by Jiang Wan. She took a handkerchief and wiped his fingers one by one.
"Each has its merits."
Jiang Wan looked serious, and her lips that she had just kissed still seemed to be tinged with blush. Song Jiuyuan couldn't help but bend down and kiss her.
"What should I do, Wanwan? I can't control myself when you get close to me."
His voice was curled up, mixed with helplessness, and there was a charming light in the corners of Jiang Wan's eyes.
“Then don’t control.”
She put down the handkerchief, got inside his coat, and listened to his heartbeat which was getting faster and faster.
Plop, plop…
Combined with her heartbeat, it sounded like a beautiful piece of music.
"Junior Master."
Just at this moment, Fuling's cold figure appeared. When she caught a glimpse of Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan's actions, she turned around after a second of hesitation.
"I'll come see you later."
She ran quickly and hurriedly. Jiang Wan stood on tiptoe and pinched the tip of Song Jiuyuan's ear.
"Look, Fuling was scared away by you."
"I also think she disturbed our fun."
Song Jiuyuan raised his hand to smooth out the wrinkles on her coat. There was no rush, they would be able to stick together every day soon.
"Go back and say goodbye to your parents. I'll wait for you tomorrow morning."
Jiang Wan knew that the Song family would definitely be reluctant to let them go, but for the sake of her father, there was nothing she could do.
"Um."
Before leaving, Song Jiuyuan took both paintings away, saying that he wanted to keep them as collections.
Jiang Wan just let him do what he wanted.
As soon as he left, Fuling came to find Jiang Wan, "Master Junior, do we really want to take Cheng Jin with us?"
She had just been asked out by the Cheng family, and she felt a little depressed when she thought about what Mrs. Cheng said.
"It's not a guide, it's just a companion."
Jiang Wan looked at her strangely, "Fuling, what's wrong with you?"
"Cheng Jin's mother just met me."
Fuling lowered her eyes, "He said the goods in Jiangnan are not urgent, and he wants me to persuade Cheng Jin to stay."
"You can't decide this matter. This is Cheng Jin's own choice."
Jiang Wan frowned. She didn't expect that the Cheng family took advantage of her when she was busy.
She knew that no matter how mild-tempered the Cheng family was, they would not let Cheng Jin marry a woman who could not help their Cheng family.
“That’s what I said too.”
Fuling was a little unhappy, "Why should I pay for his own decision?
No wonder Miss Sang is unwilling to marry him, it seems the Cheng family is very deep-rooted. "
"Okay."
Jiang Wan comforted Fuling, "You are planning to join the Cheng family anyway, so there is no need to be angry."
When she mentioned Sang Tian, her eyes curved, "As for Miss Sang, she already has a home. Don't put her and Cheng Jin together in the future."
It was the young man who had been rebellious and protected Sang Tian last time. He was a little younger now, but his heart and eyes were full of Sang Tian.
I think they will have a good life in the future.
"I know."
Fuling was about to say something when Cheng Jin came hurriedly and caught a glimpse of her figure. Fuling immediately shut up.
"Master Junior, I'll go pack my luggage first."
After she said that, she wanted to run into the house without looking back, but Cheng Jin quickly grabbed her.
"Fuling, don't leave yet, let me explain."
"Explain what?"
Fuling glanced at him coldly. She had finally changed her opinion of him, but now she was unwilling to pay any attention to him.
Jiang Wan felt that she was a little redundant, and Cheng Jin was anxious, "I'm sorry, Fuling, I didn't know my mother would look for you.
It is indeed my problem that I have caused you trouble, and I will take care of it.”
"Cheng Jin."
Fuling turned to look at him, "Tell your mother that I will not interfere with your decision, and I am not interested in anything related to the Cheng family."
“Poria cocos.”
Cheng Jin panicked, "I know, I know you are not interested in the Cheng family, it's me, it's my wishful thinking."
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