After receiving the imperial edict, Sang Liwan remained silent. Even when Jun Moyi spoke to her, she looked as if she was daydreaming and didn't hear anything at all.
It looked as if she was the one under house arrest in the mansion.
Jun Moyi felt a little curious.
He glanced at Sang Liwan's little hands hanging on both sides of her body, his fingertips moved slightly, and finally, he couldn't help but hold them directly.
[Why would the emperor suddenly issue such an order? Could it be that the little pervert's secret activities have been discovered?]
[No way, this little pervert shouldn't be so careless.]
If he had been discovered, he wouldn't have been so calm just now. Moreover, he looked as if he had known that the emperor would issue such an order.
[Could it be that he exposed himself on purpose? ]
[To pave the way for Chen Yan? ]
Jun Moyi originally felt comfortable listening to the previous words.
He didn't expect that his princess was not always serious in her daily life, but she really knew him well.
But the further I went on, the more wrong it became.
What does it mean that he is paving the way for Chen Yan?
Who is that woman?
Is it worth his effort?
Jun Moyi felt a little tired for a moment.
It seemed like everything I said to Sang Liwan before was in vain.
She didn't listen at all.
How heartless!
Why is he holding my hand again?
Hearing this, Jun Moyi slowly raised his head and saw that Sang Liwan had stopped long ago and was standing in front of him, looking back and forth between his face and hands with a suspicious look on his face.
He suddenly coughed a few times, and even his voice became a little hoarse.
"I am not feeling well, please excuse me, Princess."
Sang Liwan was stunned and subconsciously looked at the eunuch who delivered the imperial edict but had not yet left.
Suddenly, he was overwhelmed by the urge to act, turned around and stood behind Jun Moyi's wheelchair, ready to push him back.
"Your Highness has caught a cold and must not be exposed to the wind."
[Can't see the wind? I wonder who sits in my yard every day and enjoys the breeze.]
"Cough cough cough."
Jun Moyi coughed again.
Seeing this, Sang Liwan bent down from behind, passed his arm through Jun Moyi's body, and landed on the thin blanket covering his legs.
She pulled the thin blanket upwards and whispered, "Your Highness, the wind is strong, be careful not to catch a cold."
Jun Moyi was startled by her sudden movement. He turned his head subconsciously, but he didn't expect that the distance between the two was too close, and his thin lips just brushed Sang Liwan's ear.
Jun Moyi trembled all over, and a special tingling sensation filled his heart.
Even the fingers on my knees suddenly clenched.
His voice was a little hoarse, "The princess is worried about me, so I won't."
When the young eunuch who came to deliver the imperial edict saw this scene, he felt that His Royal Highness Prince An and Princess An were in perfect harmony, and there was no trace of the tension as previously rumored.
He just took two glances and didn't dare to look again.
I just feel that rumors cannot be fully trusted.
After the young eunuch left, Sang Liwan patted Jun Moyi on the back lightly.
"Everyone's gone, stop pretending. You're pretending so well that even your voice has changed."
Obviously Sang Liwan didn't use much force, but Jun Moyi suddenly started coughing loudly. While coughing, he looked at Sang Liwan and accused her, "Wanwan, you are murdering your husband!"
"Are you blackmailing me?"
Sang Liwan said angrily: "Stop it, tell me, have you known this for a long time?"
Jun Moyi was still playing dumb, "Know what?"
"It's about the imperial edict."
After she finished speaking, before Jun Moyi could even speak, she said, "Don't try to put me off. I'm very smart."
Hearing this, Jun Moyi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He threw the imperial edict in his hand aside and concentrated on counting his Buddhist beads.
This time, he did not hide it from Sang Liwan. He just nodded and said, "I guessed it a long time ago."
Seeing him admit it so bluntly, Sang Liwan narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "So you pretended to be sick and didn't go to court on purpose?"
Jun Moyi nodded.
Now, Sang Liwan didn’t understand.
"Why?"
"For you."
Sang Liwan was stunned.
She suspected there might be something wrong with her ears.
She raised her hand to rub her ear, then blinked, "What? Who did you just say it was for?"
Jun Moyi was amused by her series of little actions.
He deliberately leaned closer to Sang Liwan, raised his hand to hook the other's belt, and pulled him towards himself.
"Didn't Wanwan hear clearly? It's because of you."
Because Jun Moyi's movements were too hasty, Sang Liwan was not paying attention for a moment and was pulled over by him. Fortunately, she reacted in time and supported herself on the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, so she did not fall directly into Jun Moyi's arms.
From a distance, it looked like Sang Liwan was holding Jun Moyi in his arms.
But Jun Moyi still smacked his lips, his face looking a little regretful.
Such an ambiguous posture instantly made two red clouds appear on Sang Liwan's face.
She tried to get up by pushing the wheelchair, but Jun Moyi's fingers were still hooked on her belt.
"Um...um...I get it, let go."
Why is he seducing me again?
[What a weird position! Oh my god, that face looks even better from this angle! If he doesn't let go, I won't be able to hold it back any longer.]
What can't you help?
She didn't say it, but Jun Moyi tried to guess.
He deliberately didn't point it out and asked seriously, "Wanwan, what are you thinking about?"
"I'm wondering why you don't let go."
[Please, please let go quickly. If you don't, I can't guarantee what I will do. I don't have any morals.]
Jun Moyi half-closed his eyes and said dimly, "But I don't think Wanwan really wants me to let go."
Sang Liwan had a wooden face and said, "Your Majesty, please don't make random guesses."
“Puff.”
In the end, Jun Moyi couldn't help laughing at the hypocritical Sang Liwan.
He did not tease her intentionally anymore, but followed his own wishes, exerted force with his hands, and pulled her into his arms again.
Before Sang Liwan could react, he turned the wheelchair and moved forward.
"Forget it, I'll take you back."
Sang Liwan had been teased by him for a long time and was too lazy to struggle now. She just sat on his lap with a look of despair on her face, without even moving.
Seeing this, Jun Moyi sneered: "Why that expression? Are you really reluctant?"
"No, Your Majesty felt sorry for me walking and was willing to take me with him in this way. I can't thank you enough."
[This damn man, does he really think I have a strong will? ]
The smile on Jun Moyi's lips grew a little bigger, "As long as you like it."
Sang Liwan pulled the corner of his mouth with a forced smile, "I like it very much."
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