When Jiang Tian came in, her hair was still damp.
Her face was bare, but her beautiful features and delicate, fair complexion gave her a natural, unadorned look.
"Greetings, General."
Yuan Ye said to the others, "You all should step back for a moment."
He subconsciously didn't want the two of them to be disturbed by others while they were talking.
After the other subordinates took their leave, only Jiang Tian remained in the tent.
And himself.
Yuan Ye looked Jiang Tian up and down: "I've been busy with social engagements these past few days and haven't had time to check on you. Are you settling in well here?"
Everyone else had taken their leave, and Jiang Tian was clearly much more relaxed.
She smiled and said, "Reporting to the General, I'm adapting very well. Everything here is excellent, and I really enjoy living here."
Having grown accustomed to the luxurious life in the capital, Yuan Ye found it hard to believe that she actually preferred living here.
"Why? This place is not fertile, and the local customs and culture are very different from those in the capital. The climate is also very dry."
Without hesitation, Jiang Tian replied, "Because you are here, General."
It felt like my heart had been hit hard.
Yuan Ye pursed her lips, deliberately putting on a serious expression: "Don't say such things again!"
“These are all my true feelings. If you didn’t want me to speak, you wouldn’t have saved me in the first place. Since you saved me, I am willing to follow you from the bottom of my heart.”
Yuan Ye snorted coldly.
A true loyal servant is not like her, who has ten replies waiting in the wings for every one word she says.
"General, what brings you here?"
Jiang Tian was the first to ask a question.
Yuan Ye's lips pursed even deeper as he looked at Jiang Tian: "I'm just asking about your recent situation, what else could I possibly do?"
"Oh—I thought something important had happened, so I came over without even drying my hair."
Yuan Ye's gaze unconsciously fell on Jiang Tian's hair—it was indeed not dry.
"Go find a towel and wipe yourself down."
Yuan Ye gave her a command.
Jiang Tian smiled and nodded, showing no sign of fear: "Thank you for your care, General."
She went to find a towel to dry her hair, but the fragrance lingered on her body.
Yuan Ye was indeed a little drunk; just sitting there, his head felt somewhat dizzy.
He wasn't a big drinker to begin with.
The idea that drinking leads to trouble was etched into his mind.
But once you're here, you have to do as the locals do.
The local generals, taking advantage of his status as an outsider, were unlikely to submit to him immediately.
He can only gradually get in touch with them through social engagements, and then, when the time comes, he can teach them a lesson and punish them as needed, so that the entire border will be his for the taking.
He was sitting there in a daze when he heard Jiang Tian say, "General, I've almost finished drying my hair. You must be feeling unwell after drinking so much. Let me wipe your face first."
Yuan Ye barely opened his eyes and looked at her.
His trust in her had grown day by day.
So he did not resist her approach.
But--
Why does this woman smell so good?
The fragrance seemed to seep into his bones, wafting in waves, making his mind increasingly unclear.
What perfume are you wearing?
Unable to bear it any longer, Yuan Ye suddenly blurted out the question.
Jiang Tian was carefully wiping his face when she heard his words. She wasn't nervous, just a little puzzled. She said calmly, "I haven't found a suitable fragrance here yet, General. You may have smelled something wrong."
Why is she trying to argue?
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Yuan Ye reached out and grabbed Jiang Tian's waist. She lost her balance and fell abruptly into his arms.
Jiang Tian let out a small scream in fright.
Her body was soft, her breath fragrant, and her skin snow-white, but her face—seemed completely red.
Yuan Ye sniffed hard in the crook of her neck: "Can't you smell it yourself? It smells wonderful."
Jiang Tian seemed particularly uncomfortable and struggled slightly: "Yes, it's probably the fragrance on my clothes. I won't use this fragrance anymore. General, please let me go."
As the wine took effect on the Lantern Festival, I felt she was making excuses.
Now they're saying it's the fragrance on the clothes. Is there any truth in this woman's words?
He wouldn't let her go.
Not only did he not let go, he hugged her even tighter.
Jiang Tian nestled in his arms, her ample bosom pressed tightly against his chest.
Yuan Ye wasn't so confused that he didn't know where he was.
But he still didn't let go.
Didn't this woman emphasize time and again that she was his woman?
Then everything she owns belongs to him.
Having come to this conclusion, Yuan Ye suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of joy.
He held Jiang Tian's delicate chin and looked at her.
He's not bad looking, but his temper always makes him angry.
Now that she's biting her lip and avoiding his words, he's getting a little annoyed again.
Why don't you speak?
Jiang Tian clearly hadn't expected that a crown prince would be so calculating when drunk.
She kept her head down, saying, "I don't know what to say."
He held her tightly in his arms, and Jiang Tian could barely struggle. She could only turn her head away to avoid his burning gaze.
But she wasn't even allowed to turn her head; Yuan Ye insisted on pressing her chin down so she would look directly at him.
"Jiang Tian, am I that important to you?"
Upon hearing this question, Jiang Tian replied very seriously, "Yes, you are very important to me."
Her beautiful, rosy lips parted and closed in front of him, and she said words he wanted to hear, which made Yuan Ye feel more satisfied.
After drinking alcohol, some of the shackles loosened considerably.
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