After Jun Moyi left Gu Huaizhi, he immediately returned to Sang Liwan's bedroom.
Sang Liwan was sitting in front of the dressing table removing her makeup. When she saw him come in, the expression on her face immediately became a little weird.
"The prince is willing to come back from Prince Gu?"
"I think Your Highness made the wrong choice. You should have moved directly into Prince Gu's courtyard so that you two, who met too late, could sleep side by side."
"But it's not too late now, so why would Your Majesty come back?"
Before Jun Moyi could say a word, he was caught off guard by Sang Liwan's series of attacks and defenses.
He raised his eyebrows, then waved his hand, asking Qingshui to go out first.
Qingshui had just finished her greeting when she saw Jun Moyi's gesture. She suppressed the smile in her heart and left quickly.
Really, the princess is even jealous of Master Gu, and she doesn’t want the prince to live.
What Qingshui didn't know was that although Jun Moyi didn't have any special expression on his face, he was actually very happy in his heart.
Although Sang Liwan's words were sour, he could feel her care for him from head to toe.
Jun Moyi hasn't enjoyed the feeling of being cared for for a long time.
He felt a warmth in his heart, and the next moment, he stood up from the wheelchair and slowly walked towards Sang Liwan.
Seeing his actions, Sang Liwan subconsciously swallowed his saliva and quickly turned his gaze away from him.
[Sang Liwan, you are so useless. Why does my heart beat faster when I see him walking?]
Jun Moyi suppressed the smile in his heart and slowly walked towards Sang Liwan until he was in front of her. He slowly bent down and looked at him quietly.
"What is Wanwan thinking about?"
Sang Liwan tried to hide his mistake, but it only made it more obvious. "I wasn't thinking about anything. Anyway, I wasn't thinking about you."
After she finished speaking, she realized how covert her words were.
She shut her mouth and stopped looking at Jun Moyi.
But Jun Moyi would never let her go so easily.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Jun Moyi, you are so long-winded."
Sang Liwan's voice was fierce, and he was obviously a little angry.
Seeing her appearance, Jun Moyi not only did not bother with her, but instead showed a smile on his face.
He did not continue the topic, but personally took off the hairpin on Sang Liwan's head.
He took a butterfly hairpin from Sang Liwan's bun and frowned, "Why did you think of wearing this?"
This hairpin was given to Sang Liwan by Jun Moyi as part of the betrothal gift before their marriage.
Because Sang Liwan was thinking about Jun Mochen at that time, she didn't care about his things at all, so naturally she never wore it.
This was the first time Jun Moyi saw this hairpin on her head.
Sang Liwan didn't know the origin of this hairpin, he only knew that the original owner didn't seem to like it very much and had never used it.
She was a bit of a germaphobe, so after Qingshui turned it out, she knew that the original owner had not touched it, so she didn't think much about it and just let Qingshui put it on her.
But when he heard Jun Moyi's tone, it seemed that this hairpin was not as simple as he thought.
"What's wrong? Can't I wear it?"
"Of course not." Jun Moyi casually put the hairpin aside, "You can wear your things however you want, but this hairpin is not good-looking. I will give you a more exquisite one tomorrow."
"Not good-looking?" Sang Liwan raised her eyebrows and looked at Jun Moyi with suspicion. She felt that there might be something wrong with this man's aesthetic taste.
Seeing her staring at him with that suspicious and inquiring look, Jun Moyi felt a little uncomfortable. In the end, he could only sigh softly and said, "This thing is my betrothal gift to you. However, we were not in love at that time. This thing was also bought by the servants according to the regulations. Do you like it?"
Sang Liwan didn't know the origin of this thing, and for a moment his expression was a little strange.
"I suddenly feel a little bit disliked."
Although she is Sang Liwan now, this thing was the betrothal gift that Jun Moyi gave to the original owner, but now it appears on her head.
Sang Liwan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
Seeing that she lowered her head and didn't say anything, Jun Moyi guessed what she was thinking. He couldn't help but smile in his heart and reached out to pinch her round earlobe.
"Why aren't you talking?"
Sang Liwan said angrily, "There's nothing to say."
For a moment, Jun Moyi felt a little bit amused and helpless.
He pinched Sang Liwan's chin and forced her to look up at him.
"It's not a big deal, but it's worth you getting upset, huh?"
Even Sang Liwan felt that he was being a little pretentious.
Even she herself didn't know why her feelings for Jun Moyi were so fierce and urgent, leaving her almost powerless to resist.
Sang Liwan lowered her head and said nothing. She suddenly didn't know how to face Jun Moyi.
Jun Moyi soon noticed that Sang Liwan was acting strangely. He frowned and waited patiently for a while, but Sang Liwan didn't express her true feelings. He knew that this girl had probably thought of something strange again, and not only could she not say it out loud, she couldn't even think about it in her mind.
He sighed softly, bent down, and used both hands to pick up Sang Liwan as if he were a child.
Sang Liwan was startled by his actions and had no idea what she was thinking. She was afraid that Jun Moyi would fall, so she held on to him tightly with both hands and feet, fearing that she would fall accidentally.
"Jun Moyi, what are you doing?"
Jun Moyi didn't say anything, but just deliberately loosened his arms. Sure enough, the next moment he heard Sang Liwan exclaim, and then he hugged him even tighter.
Jun Moyi raised the corner of his mouth imperceptibly, and a smile flashed across his eyes.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Sang Liwan's face.
"Wanwan kept her head down and refused to speak, so I had no choice but to pick her up so I could see you."
Sang Liwan lowered her head and met Jun Moyi's star-like eyes. She was slightly startled, pursed her lips, and a bit of embarrassment appeared on her face.
She stammered, "What are you looking at me doing?"
Jun Moyi had a smile in his eyes, "Wanwan looks good."
Sang Liwan wanted to laugh, but she forced herself to control the corners of her mouth that kept trying to curl up.
"When did His Royal Highness Prince An learn to be so smooth-talking?"
Hearing this, Jun Moyi just smiled and didn't explain anything.
"As long as you like it, Wanwan."
Sang Liwan was still stubborn, "When did I say I liked it?"
"You didn't say it, but it's written in your eyes."
"Nonsense."
Jun Moyi's eyes were deep. He decided not to have a verbal battle with Sang Liwan. As adults, they should have a real fight.
But just as he moved, he heard Qingshui knocking on the door outside.
"Prince, Princess, the Second Miss is here."
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