It's really hot.
Jiang Zhili twirled her slightly damp wolf-hair brush. She asked in a puzzled tone, "Young Master, you seem very hot? Even the belt covering your eyes is wet."
Yuan Mo pursed his lips. His five senses were already sharp, but now that everything was dark before his eyes, his other senses became even more acute. Even the faint airflow from the wolf-hair brush was still in his ears...
He sighed softly and answered honestly, "It's very hot."
Not only was his body hot, his heart was hot too, especially his heart, which was hot and swollen, as if it was filled with sweet honey...
The next moment, the belt in front of his eyes was pulled off, light invaded, and the beautiful woman's crimson figure also came into his sight.
Her slender hand caressed his straight collarbone, and the beauty sighed softly, "Then let me help you."
As soon as the words fell, the crimson fell, leaving a white patch...
Yuan Mo's heart was beating like thunder, and he didn't even dare to look at her.
Jiang Zhili's voice was charming and lazy: "Sir, what do you mean? Why don't you want to look at me? Do you think I'm unbearable to the eyes?
That night in the Buddhist temple, where did your courage go?"
That night in the Buddhist temple, this man was staring at me, but he was so wild and bold because of his emotional disorder.
Yuan Mo placed his hands on the strings. He lowered his eyes to look at the broken string, "It's not that it's unbearable to look at, but it's too beautiful..."
He was afraid that his unruly behavior would disgust her. He had recalled the scenes in the Buddhist temple that night thousands of times.
If she didn't dislike it, why would she leave quietly...
Jiang Zhili bent down slightly, raised her bare hands, and tightened the sweat-soaked blue-gray belt around the man's neck.
“Hmm…”
The man's body was pulled sideways and forced to look at her position.
His gentle and handsome face was already tinged with crimson, his black eyes seemed to be filled with mist, or to be burning with tiny fireworks, as if to devour people.
As they stared at each other, Jiang Zhili's slender hand had already climbed onto the man's arm. She leaned close to his crimson-stained earlobe and whispered, "Let me pity you, young master."
"Thank you for your help..." Yuan Mo's voice was hoarse.
On the bench.
The trunk of the tree is strong, and the vines clinging to it are layered and not weak either.
The tree roots were brave and good at fighting, and could advance or retreat. The vines were finally unable to resist and retreated again and again. The tree roots, having gained the fun, refused to give in and forcibly entangled with the vines.
The vine was eventually defeated.
*****
When Jiang Zhili and Yuan Mo left, it was already completely dark.
She was held in the man's arms and covered with a large cloak. Winter was approaching and the temperature was cold. She huddled under the cloak and felt very warm.
The stool was really too tight to move around, and she felt a little tired. Although she was tired, the man was still energetic. In the end, he picked her up and carried her to the corner.
I have to say, it is very exciting.
It's just that the man is too strong and she is exhausted from cooperating. If the man didn't hold her, she would probably have to rest for several hours before she could get up.
On the soft cushion of the carriage, Yuan Mo hugged the person in his arms, feeling extremely satisfied.
“Zhizhi…”
He didn't want to let go of the beauty in his arms, and even bent down to kiss her fair forehead with extremely gentle movements.
Jiang Zhili was drowsy in the man's arms. After all the hard work, she needed to rest.
The carriage swayed back to the Imperial Palace, and then swayed back to the East Palace.
"Your Highness, we have arrived at the main hall," the servant driving the car whispered outside.
Yuan Mo looked at the person who was sleeping in his arms. His heart moved, and he carried him out of the carriage.
Achan had been waiting in front of the carriage for a long time. Seeing her princess sleeping in Yuan Mo's arms, the words that were about to come out of her mouth got stuck in her throat.
Yuan Mo glanced at Achan and said, "The Crown Princess is asleep. I will carry her into the house."
Achan hesitated to speak.
The princess is in a bad mood when she wakes up, so it’s better to let the prince carry her back to the room. If you wake her up now, she will probably get angry.
Yuan Mo carried the sleeping Jiang Zhili into the bedroom.
The original bedroom had long since changed its appearance. Only one of the three rows of tall bookshelves remained, and the Buddha statues and wooden fish in the hall were gone, replaced by items such as a dressing table and a chaise longue.
Yuan Mo put the person in his arms on the bed. The bed was still the same bed, but the quilt was replaced with a red pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
Seeing the bed which was big enough for two people, he almost couldn't help but sleep on it. But just as the thought was about to come to his mind, he was interrupted by Achan who followed in.
"From now on, let me serve the princess. I won't bother Your Highness," Achan bowed to Yuan Mo, her tone neither humble nor arrogant.
Yuan Mo tucked the quilt in for Jiang Zhili, his face looking a little gloomy.
"Come out with me."
Achan followed Yuan Mo out of the bedroom.
At the entrance of the palace.
Yuan Mo looked at Achan, his tone solemn, his once gentle face now icy cold. "Zhizhi married into the Eastern Palace, and her title should have been changed from Princess to Crown Princess long ago. Yet you remain unchanged. Are you hoping that Zhizhi will become alienated from me?"
The servants brought by Zhizhi still call Zhizhi "Princess". Hearing this name, he feels uncomfortable, as if they are from two different families.
Ah Chan paused, "Your Highness, you are joking. Our attitude is to follow the princess. Instead of making things difficult for me, Your Highness should be more concerned about the princess..."
If the princess didn't mean to do that, how could a servant like her dare to do that?
Yuan Mo was slightly stunned: "I was wrong."
This servant was right. Without Zhizhi's approval, these people would not dare to call her that. He was too impatient and thought he could do whatever he wanted after getting Zhizhi.
Ah Chan lowered her head: "The princess has a pure heart. Just a little sincerity will impress her."
Their princess is the kindest person in the entire grassland!
Yuan Mo smiled faintly: "Of course, I hope you will take good care of Zhizhi."
Zhizhi is the kindest woman he has ever met!
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When Jiang Zhili woke up again, it was already bright outside, and there was no one else on the bed except her.
This other person refers to Yuan Mo.
"He's a gentleman."
He didn't even stay while she was asleep.
In her mind, Duoduo couldn't help but mutter: "According to his personality, he'll shamelessly stay after a few times."
All the slices' personalities will return to their original nature after meeting Sister Zhizhi, and this cannot be changed.
"Duoduo, what did you say?" Duoduo's voice was a little low, and Jiang Zhili could not hear it clearly.
{Ahem, nothing.}
At this time, the door of the bedroom was pushed open by Achan.
"Princess, are you awake? The prince is waiting for you in the main hall for breakfast."
After the prince finished his court session, he changed his clothes and waited in the main hall.
Jiang Zhili stretched lazily, and said lazily, "Then get up."
Achan went forward to help her get up and wash. Half an hour later, she lazily left the bedroom.
In the main hall, Yuan Mo sat in front of a small round table that was already filled with dishes. Looking around, they were all Jiang Zhili's favorites.
He personally placed the meatballs and beef brisket with potatoes next to him.
After seeing the graceful green figure, he immediately stood up from the stool and walked towards the figure.
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