The third prince grabbed Ayimu's hand and put it on his face, "I feel so hot... so uncomfortable..."
Ayimu was not surprised by the name called out by the Third Prince, and whispered seductively: "Then can I help Your Highness?"
The third prince was breathing heavily, and every breath brought out a hot breath.
Ayimu came up to him, put her arms around his neck, and stood on tiptoes to kiss his neck again and again.
In an instant, the Third Prince's sanity collapsed under the double impact of skin touch and incense.
He pressed Aimu on the table, and with a ripping sound, he tore the thin clothes open.
Just as he leaned over to take it, he suddenly stopped, "No... No."
The third prince patted his dizzy head and squinted his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
The person in his eyes kept changing, "You... who are you?"
"Your Highness, who do you think I am?"
"You are..." The two faces overlapped, "Jiang Yueyang?"
"Yes, I am."
The third prince felt his mind was in a mess, as if thousands of ants were crawling in his body, bringing him an indescribable itchiness and anxiety.
"No... She doesn't like me."
"I like you." Ayimu kissed his exposed collarbone, breathing rapidly, "Your Highness, let me help you?"
"No, you are not her!" The Third Prince threw her to the ground and regained some sanity. "She would not do such a thing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out the dagger he carried with him and cut his palm without hesitation.
The stinging sensation allowed him to briefly see Ayimu's appearance. His eyes were fierce, "I will never let you go!"
The incense in the room continued to burn, and the Third Prince's consciousness became blurred again.
Aimu stood up from the ground, his voice full of determination, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I have to stay in Daxia."
After saying that, she took a quick step forward and threw the unsteady Third Prince to the ground.
She sat on the third prince and unbuttoned the last piece of clothing on her body with her backhand, revealing her white and round breasts.
She leaned over and was about to kiss the Third Prince on the lips, but he stubbornly dodged for a moment, and she ended up kissing him on the cheek.
"Get out of my way."
The third prince pushed the man away with the last bit of consciousness in his mind, got up and ran towards the door.
Aimu looked at his fleeing back, curled the corners of his mouth in self-mockery, and gave up.
On the other side, after Jiang Yueyang finished her meal, she felt a little worried about the Third Prince, so she came over to take a look.
At this time, we arrived at the entrance of the Galan Building.
She glanced around the lobby, didn't see the Third Prince, and went to ask the shopkeeper.
But before she could say anything, she heard a loud noise, as if someone had bumped into someone.
The shopkeeper of Galan Tower hurried over to check the situation, and Jiang Yueyang followed curiously.
Just as she reached the stairs, Jiang Yueyang saw the Third Prince stumbling and looking a little abnormal.
She suddenly pushed away the owner of the Galan Tower who was walking in front of her, and ran upstairs, lifting her skirt.
From a distance, she heard one of the men who was hit by the Third Prince yelling, "You little bastard, you want to run away after you hit me?"
"What bad luck! My clothes are stained with blood!"
"Come here." Someone reached out and pulled the Third Prince over. "If you don't pay for the medicine, you can't leave today."
The third prince struggled in a daze, "Get out of here."
The man got angry when his hand was shaken off, and raised his fist to hit the Third Prince in the face.
"How outrageous!" Jiang Yueyang shouted angrily.
The man clenched his fist.
At the same time, Guyu also drew out his sword and pointed it at several people.
Jiang Yueyang supported the crumbling Third Prince, who struggled instinctively.
"Get out of here."
Jiang Yueyang was also thrown away with great force, and fell to the ground without even standing firmly.
"girl."
"I'm fine." Jiang Yueyang quickly got up and grabbed the third prince who was trying to escape, "Your Highness, it's me, I'm Jiang Yueyang!"
The Third Prince didn't even look at it, "Let me go, you are not."
The person who was shouting loudly just now suddenly panicked when he heard Jiang Yueyang calling "Your Highness".
"I am!" Jiang Yueyang moved in front of him, "Open your eyes and look carefully, I am really Jiang Yueyang."
A familiar scent passed by the tip of his nose. The Third Prince leaned close to her and sniffed, then tried hard to open his eyes.
"Jiang Yueyang?"
Jiang Yueyang responded, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
"I..." The Third Prince stretched out his hands and hugged her tightly, "I'm so hot... so uncomfortable... you're so cool."
Jiang Yueyang froze for a moment, and only after a moment did she find her voice again, struggling to say: [Xiaogua, what happened to him? ]
[I scanned it and found that he was intoxicated by the love incense.]
As soon as the system finished speaking, Jiang Yueyang felt her ear being bitten. Before she could react, her neck was kissed again.
"Ah!" Jiang Yueyang screamed, "Guyu, quickly pull him away."
Guyu hurriedly put away his sword and went to pull the third prince. It took a lot of effort to pull him away from Jiang Yueyang.
Jiang Yueyang blushed, covered her ears and shouted angrily to the shopkeeper Jialan beside her: "Prepare a room and bring up a few more buckets of cold water."
The shopkeeper of the Galan Building responded repeatedly, and then reached out to open the door of the next room, "Miss, please use this room first. I'll have someone bring up some cold water right away."
Under the influence of the incense, the third prince kept trying to get closer to Jiang Yueyang, but was held tightly by Guyu.
"Jiang Yueyang... come here, I'm so hot."
"Asshole, I'll kill you with the heat!" Jiang Yueyang was angry and helpless, "Guyu, help him in."
The third prince was placed on the bed, and in order to prevent him from taking off his clothes, Guyu pulled the bed curtain and tied his hands.
It was also at this time that Jiang Yueyang discovered that there was a wound on his palm, and it was bleeding.
Her face darkened, [Little melon, do you know who gave the third prince the love incense? ]
[The ongoing melon cannot be obtained, but I just scanned this restaurant and Princess Ayimu is here. ]
The implication is that it might have been done by Aimu.
Jiang Yueyang slowly clenched her fists, [How dare she do this to the Third Prince? I'll see if he doesn't kill her when he wakes up.]
As her thoughts died down, the owner of Galan Tower led a few waiters up with several buckets of cold water.
There was already a bathtub in the room, and they poured cold water into the tub, filling most of the tub.
"Guyu, throw him in."
With a plop, the third prince was thrown into the bathtub.
"hand."
Upon hearing this, Guyu quickly grabbed the injured hand of the Third Prince to prevent the wound from coming into contact with water.
The coolness of the cold water gradually dispelled the heat in the Third Prince's body, and his cloudy eyes gradually became clear.
After a while, the third prince regained consciousness.
Seeing Jiang Yueyang standing in front of him angrily, he didn't react for a moment.
"Jiang Yueyang, why are you looking at me like that?"
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