The princess of Chongxi is actually a man! (5)

After being whipped dozens of times, Yang Hao's skin was almost damaged. This iron-blooded man almost fell to the ground in the end, breathing heavily.

The punishment was so severe.

Is this really Nalanhe’s order?

Nalanhe...what a vicious heart.

[Host, you are sick. Nalan He didn't punish Yang Hao, so you thought he was cold-blooded and heartless. Nalan He punished him, and you thought he was vicious...]

It's really hard to please!

Jiang Ye didn't care about being criticized by Xiao Ju, as he had long been accustomed to this talkative system.

Seeing Yang Hao's half-dead appearance, Jiang Ye simply stopped hiding.

He swaggered out from behind the wooden pillars of the corridor.

Like I'm here to see the excitement.

The black-faced man put away the whip in his hand, turned his head and saw that it was the new princess in the palace.

A hint of disgust instantly appeared in his eyes, and it was naked.

Jiang Ye didn't care, but stood directly in front of Yang Hao, looking down at the man lying on the ground.

"You're stealing my stuff? You're slandering me?"

He snorted coldly, "Now you're slapped in the face, right? Really, who asked you to suffer so much?"

Yang Hao was obviously almost unable to hold on any longer, but he still raised his eyelids and glared at Jiang Ye fiercely.

He was originally a martial artist, and he was very skilled in martial arts. His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Jiang Ye was not afraid.

"Don't stare at me, or your eyes will fall out."

After saying that, Jiang Ye walked into Yang Hao's room on his own.

The black-faced man immediately shouted, "Who allowed you to come in?"

"This guy still has half of his life left. If I don't go in, I'm afraid he will lose the last half of his life."

Jiang Ye walked to the wooden table in the room, picked up the kettle containing the laxative, and poured out all the water in it.

Although Yang Hao stabbed him in the neck and wanted to kill him, he saw that Yang Hao was already torn and was unwilling to let this guy die like this.

And she died in his hands.

The black-faced man had already helped the bruised Yang Hao into the bedroom. They looked at the water that Jiang Ye poured out and immediately understood what Jiang Ye had done before.

"He is such a mean person with such a wicked heart."

The black-faced man couldn't help but curse.

Jiang Ye glanced at the two of them coldly, "If I hadn't felt guilty, he would have diarrhea and would have died. Do you believe it?"

As a result, he turned around and threw away the water that had been dosed with the laxative, and the two men still wanted to scold him.

Why don't you treat him as a good person?

Yang Hao slowly closed his eyes. His body was seriously injured and he probably wouldn't wake up in a short time.

The black-faced man anxiously watched over Yang Hao and ignored Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye left the place silently, feeling relieved. He couldn't help but think of Nalanhe when he felt relieved.

It's almost evening again.

Nalanhe's legs need to be massaged every night and persist in doing so to see the effect.

Well... he is kind-hearted, so he won't argue with Nalan He and just goes to treat Nalan He's leg.

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The moon was bright in the sky. Nalan He had just finished his dinner when Jiang Ye appeared in front of him.

Seeing Jiang Ye coming again, Nalan He couldn't help but think of what happened this morning.

"What are you doing here again? I have already said that you are insignificant."

His cold words were obviously meant to drive people away.

If Jiang Ye hadn't known that Nalan He had already quietly punished Yang Hao, he might have really been irritated and left by Nalan He's cold and aloof demeanor.

"Your Highness, are you chasing me away because you're afraid I'll do something to you?"

Jiang Ye walked slowly towards him and placed the medicine bowl in his hand on the desk in a leisurely manner.

Nalan He watched the man approaching him with his eyes wide open, and couldn't help but feel panicked.

Is he afraid?

What are you afraid of? There is nothing to be afraid of.

"I just don't like a shameless woman like you to get close to me."

"Really? If you dislike me so much, why did the prince punish your personal guard so severely?"

Jiang Ye looked at Nalan He lazily, but this calm look seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, pressing heavily on Nalan He's head, leaving him speechless.

Nalan He couldn't help but curl up his slender and beautiful fingers. He had secretly punished Yang Hao before and didn't make it public. Why... Jiang Ye knew about it.

"Why don't you say anything, Prince? Why are you punishing your personal guard?"

His sharp sunlight seemed to be able to see through Nalan He's heart at a glance.

"I just want to restrict his words and actions. It has nothing to do with you."

"Oh... Then why didn't the prince punish him immediately after he reported the whole thing to the prince last night, but only thought of punishing him after I came to you?"

You really don't care about him that much?

Those clear and beautiful eyes stared straight at Nalan He.

Nalanhe's expression was a little bit exhausted, but he still wanted to hold on and find some excuses for himself.

But before he could open his mouth to defend himself, his lips were blocked.

Jiang Ye drank a sip of Nalan He's medicine himself, then bent down and sealed Nalan He's lips with his own.

Nalanhe was so shocked that he forgot to close his eyes. His long and thick eyelashes did not move, his eyes did not blink, and his pupils were filled with Jiang Ye's enlarged face.

My heart seemed to stop beating in an instant.

Something soft was pushed into between his lips and teeth along with the bitter soup, and a bitter taste immediately filled Nalanhe's mouth.

But amidst this bitterness, there is a hint of sweetness.

Finally, Nalan He reacted a little late. He frowned fiercely and stared at Jiang Ye with annoyance in his eyes.

"Wilful!"

Jiang Ye was pushed away by Nalanhe.

He stood up and licked the corner of his lips with a sense of unsatisfaction, licking away the remaining liquid there.

This action seems ambiguous and even tempting.

Nalanhe's cheeks became even redder, and even his ears were red.

"Shameless woman."

Jiang Ye was not angry at all, but smiled instead, saying without blushing, "I was feeding medicine to the prince."

Nalanhe's chest was heaving violently, and it was unclear whether it was because he was nervous or angry.

"This is the medicine I spent an hour making for you. Do you want to drink it yourself, or do you want me to feed you?"

Looking at the bowl of medicine in Jiang Ye's hand, Nalan He raised his arm, snatched it away, and drank it all in a few gulps.

My mouth feels astringent and my scalp numbs.

Nalanhe had taken many kinds of medicine, but never one so bitter.

Just now...

Jiang Ye fed him personally just now, and it didn't seem bitter.

Before Nalan He could think about it carefully, Jiang Ye reached out and put a piece of candied fruit into his mouth.

The sweet taste made the bitterness in Nalanhe's mouth much lighter.

"After drinking the medicine, I massaged Prince Wang's legs."

After saying that, Jiang Ye was about to squat down to massage Nalan He's legs, but before he squatted down, he heard Nalan He's voice coming from above his head.

"There's a stool behind me."

What he meant was to let Jiang Ye sit on the stool and massage for him.

Otherwise, like last night, when Jiang Ye stood up, his legs were numb.

Nalanhe's reminder seemed to be out of concern for Jiangye. Jiangye heard it and couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his lips.

Jiang Ye took the stool from behind Nalan He, sat down beside Nalan He's legs, lowered his head, and stretched out his hand to massage Nalan He's legs.

As serious as last night.

She was so serious that she didn't even blink her eyelashes, like a butterfly wing that had rested, but the pupils beneath her eyelashes were like the clearest spring water, so beautiful beyond words.

Nalanhe secretly looked at Jiang Ye's face for a while, and his eyes slowly moved to Jiang Ye's neck.

This morning, Jiang Ye wore a low-necked dress so that Nalanhe could see the wound on his neck more clearly.

From Nalanhe's perspective, he could not only see the wound marks, but also the other exposed white skin, and even the delicate clavicle.

Nalanhe didn't know what he was thinking about, and his heart beat faster and faster.

Half an hour later, Jiang Ye finished massaging Nalanhe.

Jiang Ye didn't want to stay for long. He just said a few words and then returned to his new house.

The next day, not long after Jiang Ye woke up, he heard a knock on the door outside the yard.

He yawned lazily, walked to the door and opened it.

Standing outside the door were several women dressed in maids' clothes, and behind them were several servants with boxes piled in front of them.

The box was open. Jiang Ye looked inside and found that it was filled with clothes.

And looking at the fabric, it has a bright luster and a smooth surface, so it must be good material.

The leading butler bowed to Jiang Ye and said respectfully,

"Princess, this is the new dress that the prince ordered for you."

"As for the maids at the back, they were also ordered by the prince to be transferred to you for your service."

After hearing what the old butler said, Jiang Ye opened his lips slightly in surprise, Huh?

A sudden surprise early in the morning?

He responded, nodded with a smile, and said a few polite words to the butler.

Jiang Ye picked out a few new clothes and tried them one by one, but found that the collars of each piece were very high and wrapped his neck tightly.

Looking in the mirror, Jiang Ye found that his originally slender and elegant swan neck had disappeared, becoming a short neck.

Did that Nalanhe guy do it on purpose?

They are all wearing high-necked clothes like this. Are you planning to strangle him?

snort!

At noon, the maid outside the door came in and said to Jiang Ye, "Princess, the prince wants you to have lunch with him."

Jiang Ye had few clothes to begin with, and they got dirty a few days ago and were not washed, so he had no choice but to wear the new clothes that Nalan He sent him.

Follow the maid to the hall.

There were several stacks of exquisite side dishes placed on the round pear-shaped wooden table. Jiang Ye noticed the food first, swallowed his saliva silently, and then cast his gaze on Nalan He's face.

Seeing that Jiang Ye seemed to be concentrating on eating, Nalan He felt a little dissatisfied in his heart.

"You don't show courtesy to me?"

Jiang Ye walked forward and sat down opposite Nalan He, blinking his eyes, "What kind of ceremony? The same ceremony that was used to feed the prince medicine last night?"

When mentioning what happened last night, Nalanhe's eyes flashed.

It was that incident that caused him to not sleep well last night.

Nalan He asked coldly, "As a princess, you don't even know how to perform etiquette?"

Jiang Ye paused while picking up food with chopsticks.

He reacted, raised his eyes and looked at Nalanhe, and asked with some surprise, even a little surprise,

"The prince has acknowledged me as his princess?"