Jing Yan wanted to leave, but Yue Jiang grabbed his sleeve. His gaze fell on the corner of his clothes that Yue Jiang was holding, and when he looked at Yue Jiang, he felt a headache coming on.
The woman in front of me is so clingy, and her voice is so sweet and gentle.
We must bring her to her senses.
Jing Yan reminded her: "Princess, although you and I are engaged, we are not yet officially married. We must abide by etiquette and refrain from referring to each other as 'husband'!"
Yue Jiang: After "faking" her husband, you've turned your back on him, haven't you? When we return to Jing Kingdom, won't you just throw her into the "cold palace"?
Even if an unwelcome princess is sent to a political marriage to become an empress, what kind of good life can she expect?
"Your Highness, may I bathe under your watch?" Yue Jiang's eyes were blank, as if she had not understood anything she had just heard.
The change in address was swift, but her demands remained unchanged, leaving Jing Yan speechless for a long time.
However, Jing Yan still wanted to leave. Just as he was about to pull his sleeve back, Yue Jiang stopped her hand first, her face showing great injury.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm too scared today. I don't even know where I am."
"The sound of patrolling footsteps can be heard outside from time to time. I feel so uneasy listening to those sounds. Only Your Highness can put my mind at ease now. I almost forgot about etiquette. I know I was wrong!"
After she finished speaking sadly, she turned her body to the side and stubbornly wiped away her tears silently.
Jing Yan could only see half of Yue Jiang's profile; she was thin, haggard, and heart-wrenching.
At the same time, the sound of soldiers patrolling could be heard outside Jing Yan's tent. The soldiers' footsteps were uniform, and their iron armor made a clattering sound.
The daytime was fine, but now it was almost evening, and candles were lit both inside and outside the tents, casting the shadows of the soldiers on the tents.
It was truly unreasonable to ask Yue Jiang, who was new to the area, to undress and bathe alone in the tent in front of the silhouettes of the soldiers!
Jing Yan looked around. His tent was very large, and even if Yue Jiang wanted to take a bath, there would be six folding screens made of fine horses to shield her.
He walked silently toward the tent entrance, and Yue Jiang watched Jing Yan's decisive movements.
Surprisingly, he really had no mercy on her and was about to leave?
"Step back three feet," Jing Yan commanded, stopping in front of the tent entrance before fully exiting.
Immediately afterwards, Yue Jiang saw the shadow on the tent shrink, and Jing Yan also turned back.
"Princess, please go and take a bath. I will not leave; I will stay behind the screen and guard you."
As he spoke, he stepped to the bedside and casually picked up a book with an old cover to read.
Yue Jiang didn't know whether the other party was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, or if he was planning to use delaying tactics to "trick" her into going to Jing Kingdom and throwing her into his harem to save trouble.
Following Jing Yan's movements, she saw him sitting boldly in front of the bed, his upper body slightly leaning to the side, holding a dark blue military book in his right hand, his expression focused.
His five fingers were long and slender like bamboo, well-proportioned and strong. His eyes were clear and bright, and his nose was straight and aloof, giving him an unfathomable air.
However, the tiny, plum-blossom-like teeth marks on the tiger's mouth area did not feel out of place; instead, they conveyed a sense of cold hardness softened by tenderness.
Of course, Yue Jiang knew that the tooth mark was an accident, but Jing Yan's unfathomable nature was the most dangerous thing. Moreover, he was still suspicious of the collusion between Yue Kingdom and An Kingdom, so it was unlikely that he would be able to confide in her.
If Yue Jiang wants to live a good life in the future, she must make Jing Yan reluctant to part with her.
Sigh, before setting off for the marriage alliance, Yue Jiang's ultimate goal was to win over An Chenghuan of Anguo and become the future mistress of Anguo.
Whoever came up with the idea, changed the exam question at the last minute, and it became about Jing Guo and Jing Yan. The task ahead is arduous!
Yue Jiang stopped thinking about it and gave Jing Yan a slight curtsy, her voice filled with relief and joy: "Thank you, Your Highness!"
"Hmm," Jing Yan responded without looking up, continuing to flip through the book in his hands.
Even if Yue Jiang were to marry him and become his Crown Princess, Jing Yan did not intend to invest too much emotion and energy in her; he ultimately had more things to do.
He just didn't want things to go wrong before he brought her back to Jing Kingdom. He hoped that he and Yue Jiang could live a respectful life together from now on.
After a while, the sound of rushing water came from behind the screen. It was Yue Jiang splashing water on herself. She moved slowly and deliberately made more noise.
She not only deliberately made the sound of water, but also intentionally tried to call out to Jing Yan.
"Your Highness?"
Because Yue Jiang believed that no man, knowing that there was a woman in the room, and that they were undressing and bathing, would not have impure thoughts.
Even if Jing Yan is a virtuous gentleman who wouldn't harbor any beastly thoughts, as long as Yue Jiang can disturb his heart at this moment, it can be considered a small step towards success.
Jing Yan had exceptional hearing, and he heard every sound of Yue Jiang splashing water. He was unaffected by it, but when he heard Yue Jiang calling him in a panicked voice, his fingers, which were turning the page, stopped in their tracks.
"What's wrong?"
Yue Jiang's tense voice gradually softened as she replied, "It's alright, I just wanted to hear Your Highness's voice. It's good that Your Highness is still here."
Jing Yan was speechless.
He continued to flip through the book, and as time went on, perhaps because of the earlier incident, the sound of Yue Jiang splashing water became clearer and clearer.
Like a lingering melody, it gently touches the heartstrings and flows continuously into the heart.
Suddenly, a commotion arose outside the tent, and a person rushed into the tent in an instant. Yue Jiang, who was behind the screen, stopped splashing water.
Jing Yan also raised his head as he heard the commotion, staring at the woman who had rushed in on her knees, his tone displeased.
Who brought you here?
Rong Ying's voice rang out from outside, tinged with a helpless mockery: "She said she has something very important that she absolutely must see His Highness. If I don't take her to see His Highness, His Highness will regret it for the rest of his life, and I will be in deep trouble."
"I believe she knows what we've been searching for so desperately!"
The woman, dissatisfied with Jing Yan's insults, retorted with a mixture of anger and sorrow.
"Jingyan, why are you speaking so harshly to me? You destroyed my Feng clan and killed my relatives. I've come to you in person now, I'm afraid you're feeling smug!"
Yuejiang behind the screen: Is something fishy going on?
“The Feng family betrayed their master for personal gain; they deserve no pity even if they die,” Jing Yan scoffed mercilessly.
"Don't you have even the slightest selfish desire? Haven't you ever coveted my good looks?" The woman didn't believe her at all. She looked up at Jing Yan, who was sitting calmly in front of the bed, her eyes glistening with tears, her stubbornness overwhelming.
Yue Jiang, eavesdropping from inside the bucket: Beauty?
Could it be that Jingyan has his own preferences regarding physical appearance, which is why he has been so cold to her and made her feel insecure?
“Never,” Jing Yan denied, suppressing his disgust.
“Jingyan, at a time like this, why are you trying to comfort me?” the woman said, her eyes filled with sorrow.
The Feng family was destroyed and all the adult men of the Feng family perished, leaving only the elderly, women and children. If it weren't for Jing Yan's personal order, they would probably have met their end as well. Wasn't this all for her sake?
Thinking of this, the woman's expression softened when she looked at Jing Yan. Jing Yan was handsome, and if Feng Kingdom still existed, she would be willing to marry Jing Yan for the sake of friendship between the two countries.
But how could he attack her country just because he couldn't have her?
Now she's Jing Yan's prisoner, and there's still no punishment for her, because Jing Yan is waiting for her to take the initiative to make amends.
Yue Jiang: She seems to know who this woman is.
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