The princess of Chongxi is actually a man! (4)

Yang Hao seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke, "Why, do you still want to say that you are a doctor and that the names of the medicines you wrote are for my master Wang to treat his illnesses?"

Being looked down upon is not a big deal, it's just...

My prince?

These words were particularly harsh to Jiang Ye's ears.

"I am the princess, and you are just a servant. What qualifications do you have to question me?"

Jiang Ye sneered, "No, it's not just a question, it's a frame-up!"

She secretly looked through the things he hid under his pillow, framed him without any evidence, and even put a sword to his neck.

In every case, Yang Hao is guilty of treason and is punishable by death!

Yang Hao frowned. "Princess" and "servant", these two words really made him disgusted and angry.

"You are only a princess in name only. The prince would rather let you die!"

After saying this, Yang Hao exerted force on his wrist.

The cold sword slashed across Jiang Ye's fair neck mercilessly.

Leaving a noticeable bloodstain.

The sudden pain made Jiang Ye frown. His beautiful eyes widened slightly, and a hint of cruelty flashed across them.

This cold look made Yang Hao, a swordsman who lives on the edge of a blade, feel a chill down his spine.

Yang Hao retracted his sword and snorted coldly.

"Don't think I dare not kill you."

"When I hand this letter to the prince, and he investigates the matter, you will still be doomed!"

After all, Jiang Ye was a princess, so no matter how angry Yang Hao was, he didn't dare to kill her directly.

At least it has to go through Nalanhe's instructions.

It was not until Yang Hao walked out of the door that the coldness in Jiang Ye's eyes gradually dissipated.

[Host, apply medicine to yourself quickly! Don't leave scars. Scars don't look good! ]

Little Daisy was heartbroken and cried out in a worried voice.

Jiang Ye did not respond. He walked silently to the bronze mirror and looked at himself in the mirror.

The 'woman' in the mirror had a thin wound about one finger long on her fair neck, and the wound was soaked with round beads of blood.

It's just the outer skin that's broken, and it's not a big deal except that it affects the appearance.

Little Daisy saw her host standing in front of the mirror for a long time without any response, so she asked in confusion,

[Host, what are you doing? Are you in a daze?]

Jiang Ye, who had been silent all this time, finally came to his senses, opened his eyelids lazily, and spoke slowly,

"I am admiring my beauty."

It's not that Jiang Ye is arrogant or narcissistic, the appearance of this body is indeed impeccable.

Even when being with a banished immortal like Nalanhe, there is no sense of inappropriateness or unmatchedness.

the next day.

Jiang Ye went to see Nalan He again, and even wore a low-necked dress so that Nalan He could see the wound on his neck clearly.

Sure enough, as soon as he appeared in Nalanhe's sight, Nalanhe's gaze stayed on his neck.

Nalan He was slightly startled.

"Looking at the prince's expression, it seems that he doesn't know about this yet?"

Jiang Ye did not hold back. He walked straight in front of Nalan He, and as if afraid that Nalan He could not see him, he bent down and put his neck close to Nalan He's eyes.

The two people were very close, and Nalan He smelled the faint medicinal fragrance on Jiang Ye again, which was fresh and elegant.

He maneuvered the wheelchair uncomfortably and stepped back.

"My Lord, this was done by your good guard."

There was something weird about Jiang Ye's tone.

Of course, if he was wronged, he would definitely take revenge personally.

But he also didn't want Nalanhe to condone the guy who framed him.

"Yang Hao came to see me last night, and I know about this matter."

What I didn’t know was that Yang Hao also stabbed Jiang Ye in the neck.

"Then the prince must also know that what is written on that piece of paper are all prescriptions for your treatment, not some poison that can kill you."

Jiang Ye looked straight at Nalan He, not trying to hide his dissatisfaction at all.

"The prince's guards stole my things, framed me, and stabbed me. What is the prince going to do?"

Nalan He didn't expect Jiang Ye to be so calculative.

"She" is a woman, thin and looks weak.

He thought the other party would choose to keep quiet.

So even though this happened, he didn't give any response from last night to this morning.

"Princess, you think too highly of yourself."

Nalanhe was sitting in a wheelchair, with his back to the light and in the shadows, but the cold expression on his beautiful facial features was clearly reflected in Jiang Ye's eyes.

Nalan He opened his thin lips slightly, his tone was cold.

"I never accepted you as my princess from the beginning. In my eyes, you are insignificant."

"I would rather you died on the first night. How could I make the decision for you just because of a wound on your neck?"

Every word seemed to step on Jiang Ye's self-esteem.

It seems like he is laughing at Jiang Ye's unawareness of his own abilities, but it also seems like he is laughing at Jiang Ye's self-conceit.

Hearing such harsh words, Jiang Ye's expression froze on his face, and a trace of hurt flashed across his dark and round pupils.

He then realized that this person was not the dog emperor, not the bad brother, and not Gu Jingchen.

This person doesn't care about his feelings.

Jiang Ye originally wanted to say that your guards wanted to kill me last night, but now looking at Nalan He's attitude towards this matter, Nalan He would not care about his life or death.

"Your Highness is really kind-hearted."

He spoke in a cold tone, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the piece of paper filled with prescriptions on the desk.

He spent an entire afternoon memorizing this yesterday. It was not easy to write.

Jiang Ye thought it was funny, but he couldn't laugh.

He picked up the paper on the desk, tore it into pieces in a few seconds, and piled the pieces on the table.

"I'm meddling in other people's business. I've worked in vain."

After saying this angrily, Jiang Ye turned around without any reluctance, walked out of the room with a cold face, and his back was determined.

Nalanhe sat in his original position. He saw the figure disappear from his sight. His long and thick eyelashes drooped gently, covering the dark color in his pupils.

The fair and beautiful fingers clenched involuntarily.

He couldn't help but think of Jiang Ye squatting in front of him and massaging his legs last night. That serious and focused look lasted for a long time, so much so that when "she" stood up, her legs were numb.

Nalan He felt inexplicably sad and uneasy in his heart.

As if I had done something wrong.

Especially when I saw the pile of torn pieces of paper on the desk.

Jiang Ye left Nalanhe's study, returned to the new house, locked himself in the room, and did not go out for the whole afternoon.

He was even more angry and tore off all the wedding characters hanging in the new house.

I heard that sleeping can alleviate most negative emotions. After Jiang Ye slept for a few hours, he finally felt better when he woke up.

[Host, pat your head, don't be sad. ]

Jiang Ye cheered up, "It's okay, I'm fine."

Even deep down I feel very powerful.

The power of revenge.

Jiang Ye secretly brought a packet of unique laxatives and hid them in his wide sleeves. He observed the terrain in the mansion for a while and found Yang Hao's bedroom.

Although he had no martial arts skills, Jiang Ye was thin and agile, so he easily walked into Yang Hao's bedroom.

Yang Hao added his specially developed laxative into his water bottle.

What is special development?

This laxative will not only make the person exhausted from going to the toilet, but it will also cause the person to become incontinent, with the possibility of uncontrolled discharge of unknown liquid at any time.

After doing all this, Jiang Ye quietly escaped from Yang Hao's room.

After coming out, Jiang Ye reached out and slowly touched the wound on his neck, rubbing it gently with his fingers.

Not only did my neck hurt, but my heart also ached.

Jiang Ye muttered gloomily, "I will never talk to Nalan He again."

He had nothing to do and was not planning to look for Nalan He, so he simply sat on the corridor not far from Yang Hao's bedroom, crossed his legs and basked in the sun.

By the way, I want to observe secretly and see how Yang Hao will look like when the time comes.

After a while, Yang Hao came back.

There was also a man following him. The man was wearing similar clothes to Yang Hao, and judging from his physique and figure, he should also be a guard.

Jiang Ye held his breath, hid himself secretly, and looked at the two people.

The two men walked up to the house and stopped at the same time.

The nameless man was very black, like a lump of coal.

His tone was full of heartache and reluctance, "Brother Yang, why don't you go into the room and put on some thick clothes, otherwise when the time comes..."

Yang Hao interrupted the coal-block face with a cold voice, "Don't waste time, just do it."

It was obvious that Yang Hao was in a very bad mood, his eyes were so cold that they could freeze into ice, and his face was as gloomy as a dark cloud.

He knelt down on the ground without saying anything.

Jiang Ye opened his mouth slightly in surprise. What was going on?

The black-faced man frowned tightly and reluctantly took out a whip from behind him. The whip was about as thick as a thumb, thick and long, with some sharp thorns on the outside.

"I...I can't do it."

"Brother Yang, I will go and plead with the prince for you. You have been with the prince for so many years and have never made any serious mistakes. The prince will not be so cruel as to punish you."

I have to say, Yang Hao is quite manly.

He gritted his teeth, his cheeks puffed up, "Just do it if I tell you to! Are you a man? Just hit me!"

A pair of pupils seemed to be burning with flames, without any fear.

It does have a somewhat gloomy tone.

Jiang Ye, who was hiding in the dark, understood what was going on. Did Nalan He want to punish Yang Hao and send someone to whip him?

Naranhe...

Why should Yang Hao be punished?

Jiang Ye's eyes changed, and his depressed heart suddenly became clear, as if the clouds had finally cleared and the moon was revealed.

Soon, the sound of whips waving came from there, whoosh, whoosh, click.

Each blow seemed to tear the skin and flesh apart, and the sound made one's scalp tingle.

Soon, Yang Hao's clothes were torn in several places, and his slender skin was exposed to the air, with blood oozing out from all over.

A faint smell of blood drifted towards Jiang Ye along with the air.

Jiang Ye looked at Yang Hao's sweaty face and his bitten red lips, and even...

I had to Virgin Mary for a moment.

I feel so pitiful for Yang Hao.